My Cherry Blossom (an Aizawa x non-binary reader fanfic)

Dancing (Chp. 16)

Aizawa woke up to soft music playing in the kitchen. Groggily walking to the kitchen, Aizawa could hear the music gradually getting louder. He walked into the kitchen doorway to find Y/N in his shirt, his boxers, his tie loosely hanging around their neck, and fluffy socks on each of their feet, using the handle of his Swiffer as a microphone. Aizawa stood there for a good 2 and a half minutes, leaning against the top of the doorframe using his hands, watching Y/N prance around and do a mediocre job of cleaning the kitchen counter. Y/N still had not noticed Aizawa, so he took it upon himself to join them. Y/N's playlist was on shuffle and Aizawa turned it up, almost on full blast. He turned Y/N around so they were staring at him. They dropped the Swiffer handle as Aizawa took their hand in his and spun them around in circles, finally coming together again and doing and their own awful version of the tango. This sent Y/N into a fit of giggles and the sound warmed Aizawa's heart. He looked down at his smiling s/o and took a mental screenshot, making sure to remember every little detail. The way their hair effortlessly bounced around. The way their eyes sparkled when they moved into the sun and it lit their face up just perfectly. That was how he would remember this moment. Perfect. Y/N looked up at Aizawa catching him in the act and stared back with a surprised look. Before they could say something Aizawa leaned down and pulled Y/N in for a kiss. Using his hand, he placed it on the small of their back as they stood on their tip-toes to close the gap between their lips. Sparks flew as they passionately kissed, Aizawa's tongue asking for permission to enter. Y/N denied him as a burning sensation covered their  entire body. It felt like fireworks on the 4th of July, but better. Aizawa took his hand and brought it to Y/N's hair, grabbing a bit and playfully tugging on it. This small action caused Y/N to gasp and this allowed Aizawa to enter their mouth, their tongues fighting for dominance. Aizawa obviously won the battle and explored Y/N's mouth until he ran out of breath. They pulled away as Earth Angel came on (or any other slow song you want!). Aizawa removed his hand from Y/N's hair and grabbed their hand, using his other hand to grab their waist. Y/N followed his lead and placed their empty hand on Aizawa's shoulder. Aizawa swayed Y/N back and forth, in circles. The pair danced around the kitchen and Y/N rested their head on Aizawa's chest. Aizawa nuzzled his cheek against their head, occasionally giving them kisses on the top. They danced till the end of the song, and during the last couple of seconds, they pulled away from each other. Bowing and/or curtseying, Aizawa took Y/N's hand and kissed the knuckle like they did in olden times. Y/N giggled, "Thank you kind sir."

"No, the pleasure is all mine. Thank you for dancing with me Mx. Aizawa." Aizawa winked.

"M-Mx. what?"

"You heard me kitten." Aizawa smirked as he pulled Y/N in for one last kiss before turning away.

"You can't just tease me like that and then walk away" Y/N pouted.

"Oh but I can. Put some clothes on, I'm taking you to get ice cream."

"YES!" Y/N shrieked as they ran to the bedroom grabbing their clothes from earlier, which they had conveniently thrown in the washer and dryer so they would have clean clothes of their own to go home in. They felt bad taking Aizawa's clothes, although he thoroughly enjoyed it. Aizawa swung his keys around his finger, whistling the tune of the song they had just danced to. God how he loved them. Y/N came sprinting out of the room sliding their shoes on, snatching the keys from Aizawa and making a beeline for the car. Aizawa ran after them.

"Dibs on driving!" Y/N shouted.

"Hey its my car." Aizawa argued.

"And you're the one that wanted to pick me up so that's not my fault is it?" Y/N questioned.

Aizawa sighed in defeat and got in the passenger seat.

"That's what I thought." Y/N hummed.

"Watch your tone hun, don't think I won't tease you on the way there."

Y/N blushed profusely and stuck the keys in the ignition, pulling out of driveway.

"Y-yes sir."