𝐸𝑟𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑢𝑠𝑡 (aizawa x shigaraki) (fluff and maybe angst)

The break in

Aizawa had just come home from a hard day and UA. It had been a week since the day that he and shigaraki had talked in the alley, and he wondered, why me? Why, of all the heroes, did he choose me to not hate? Of course he already knew the answer to that question. Shigaraki liked him. It was painfully obvious.

He knew that shigaraki liked him, but the thing is, does he like shigaraki back? Would aizawa risk his whole career on one person? He thought, well... shigaraki isn't a goo- his thoughts were interrupted by a shattering noise near his bedroom window. He ran to his room and opened the door, activating his quirk just in case...

"..Sh-Shigaraki?" Aizawa said shakily, his long fluffy hair falling at his shoulders. The skinny turquoise-haired man looked up at eraser with a grin. "Hello darling~" Shigaraki said, trying to be seductive while breaking and entering his crush's house. "W-what are you doing here?" Aizawa spoke, not provoked or angry at all, rather sympathetically. Shigaraki got up and sat on aizawa's bed, looking up and him and pulling aizawa's wrist down with his pinky extended, not to hurt his beloved. "Sit." He said quietly.

Aizawa, confused but compliant, quickly sat down next to shigaraki who was clearly shaken up. "Hey.. I know I'm not supposed to do this but can I stay at your place?" Shigaraki mumbled. "Why can't you stay any your little villain hideout?" Aizawa says. "I-I.. I was kicked out.." he said. "...why?" "I.. I came out to them as gay and dabi forced me out because he was "uncomfortable" with a gay boss.." "I-I'm so sorry.." aizawa said, looking at shigaraki and without realizing it, wrapping his hand around shigaraki's waist, and he pulled shigaraki in closer. "Wh-what are you doi-" Shigaraki tried to finish his sentence before being pulled in so close to aizawa that he could feel aizawa's stubble brushing against his chin. "I'm gay too, shigaraki." "Call me tomura." Shigaraki said, leaning in and kissing aizawa, eraser kissing back. They pulled away after about 10 seconds, but to tomura it felt like an eternity. "Shota" eraser said catching his breath, putting his other hand around shigaraki's thin waist and rolling him over on his bed. "I" "no talking" Aizawa said, lowering his head to kiss tomura again.

IM A MINOR I DONT WRITE NSFW SO UH THEY UH DID THE DIRTY IG? USE YOUR IMAGINATION

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