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

We Have To Stop Meeting Like This (Chp. 19)

A/N: I just wanted everyone to know that I see every single notification that I get and I'm so thankful for all of your support. I understand if for some reason you aren't able to interact but still enjoy the story so thank you for reading :)

As always any and all constructive criticism is appreciated and let me know if there are any future stories/oneshots you want me to write. I plan on doing a Dabi x reader book soon but I need to finish this one first. Sorry this is so long, I'll let you get back to reading :)

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Y/N woke up before the sun even arose. Carefully removing Aizawa's arm from their waist, they crept to Aizawa's dresser and searched for some sweats and a hoodie. It was always cold at Aizawa's house in the mornings, so Y/N shivered as they frantically kept searching. In the second drawer they found some baggy grey sweatpants and slid them on. They were barely hanging onto their hips so they tied the strings tighter. Approaching the last drawer, they figured the hoodie's had to be in there. Wrong-o. Y/N yanked on the metal handle, bringing the drawer out. And to their surprise, they found THE drawer. The drawer that had hundreds of toys that Aizawa used to please Y/N. They gasped and stumbled back, their cheeks began to grow warm and red. Turning their head to the open closet is where they saw 16 different hoodies on hangers. Of course he hangs them, Y/N thought to themself. Tip-toeing to the kitchen, Y/N pulled out a pan, butter, eggs, pepper and salt. Y/N started on their 'apology breakfast' and pulled out some bacon, oil and orange juice. Placing the strips of bacon in a different pan with oil, Y/N grabbed 2 plates and 2 glasses from the cupboard. Walking over to their phone, it was left on the countertop from last night. Y/N winced at the thought of last night. Their little sub mind felt guilty for being bad. They felt as if they had to apologize, hence why they were making breakfast. Opening to Spotify, they clicked on (whatever song) and hit play. They began to bop their head to the beat and walked back over the eggs and bacon. Sliding the cooked eggs onto their specific plates they grabbed some fruit, bread and an avocado. Sliding the bread into the toaster, they chopped up the fruit and placed it in a bowl. Placing the bacon on a plate with a paper towel, they felt arms grab their waist.

"We have to stop meeting like this" Aizawa huffed.

Y/N giggled as Aizawa rested his head on their shoulders.

"Why'd you leave bed?" He whined, eyes half-lidded.

"I-I wanted to make you an apology breakfast." They added innocently.

Aizawa stood up and looked in Y/N's eyes.

"Why would you do that sweetie? You have no reason to apologize." Aizawa questioned.

"Yes I do!" Y/N argued. "I should've obeyed you and been a good girl." They pouted.

"Aw baby," Aizawa pulled them in for a hug, placing his hand on the back of their head pulling it in and closing his eyes. He began to sway back and forth as Chances Are came on Y/N's playlist. "That's not how punishments work. I punish you when you do something bad and then if you learn your lesson, you get rewarded. I was supposed to wake up early and make you breakfast but you beat me to it" Aizawa kissed Y/N's head.

"Speaking of breakfast, do you smell something burning?" Y/N said as they sniffed the air.

"Yeah I d- OH SHIT!" Aizawa opened his eyes to find the bacon on fire, oil sizzling and popping every few seconds.

Y/N screamed and and filled up the nearest cup with water, dumping it on the fire. This caused the fire to get bigger and spread. Aizawa ran to the closet near the front door and grabbed a fire extinguisher, spraying it everywhere on the fire. The fire died down and ceased. Y/N and Aizawa were left with a lot of smoke, burnt bacon and white dust everywhere. Y/N felt their eyes water and started crying.

"I'm so sorry, I can't do anything right!" They sobbed.

"Angel this is not your fault. I distracted you from cooking, I'll call someone to clean this up and we can go out for breakfast okay?"

Y/N wiped their eyes and nodded, slowly making their way over to their shoes, sliding them on carefully. They grabbed their phone and stopped the music. Aizawa dialed a cleaning crew to take care of his kitchen and grabbed his keys. Aizawa opened the door for Y/N watching them walk out. They winced as they sat down, remembering last nights event. Aizawa noticed this and grabbed their hand, rubbing circles with is thumb.

"I'm sorry for going so hard last night kitten. I should've known. Tonight when we get home we can discuss what the limits and rules are. Okay?"

Y/N just nodded and turned to the window, watching all the cars fly past.