All I Have Is All You Gave To Me [Young!Aizawa x Reader]

64 Dumb - Nirvana

I'm not like them but I can pretend

The sun is gone but I have a light

Shouta was back later than usual today. The summer break had only just started and for me it would be the last week on the job, before my two-week vacation, but Shouta's work studies had only just started. Which meant that more often than not Oboro was staying over in our room as well.

Which made the room way smaller than it was before. It was insane how much of a difference it made to have Oboro sleeping on the floor of the apartment, since it was already so small. But well - it wasn't like we had a lot of money to spare, so living like this was a necessity.

We were also all way too paranoid to use the flimsy little heater in the apartment, because those things were incredibly prone to catching fire. So on particularly cold nights, Oboro, Shouta and I just shared the bed. The three of us. In a bed that was meant for one person. It was chaotic.

But we managed somehow. Usually Shouta and I would have some privacy over the weekend, when Oboro would go back to his own apartment, so I had been hoping that Shouta would be back early, since it was a Friday, so we could make the most of the time we had together.

But something must have happened, because I had gotten home and he was still not there and usually he'd be home way before me. So I got out some food and started making some dinner for the two of us, hoping he'd be home before I was done, so his food wouldn't get cold.

It was weird to be the one cooking now, before the summer break Shouta had always been cooking, since he was basically at home all day. But now, the cooking was up to whoever was home first.

I had almost finished making dinner when Shouta came home and he looked grumpier than ever. Something must have happened during work today or he wouldn't be this depressed about it. He walked into the room, without even saying anything, he just let himself fall down on the bed, face first.

"Shou? You okay?" I asked him, glancing back at him. I was a little worried, he usually wasn't this down about work. Usually he'd have Oboro around him to cheer him up as well, though.

"Yeah, I'm fine." he muttered into the mattress. I raised an eyebrow. He definitely didn't look fine.

"Are you sure? You seem kinda upset." I asked again. He sighed and turned around, stretching his arms out above his head and looking at me, as if he was thinking about something.

"Yeah, just... just a kinda rough day. Nothing to worry about." he mumbled and peeled his scarf off from around his neck with a drawn-out sigh. I put the noodles I made in two bowls and brought them over to the bed.

"Are you sure? What happened?" I wanted to know. If he thought I was going to leave him alone, he didn't know me.

"It's nothing, really. Villain attack, I messed up and he got away. It wasn't great." Shouta replied and took one of the bowls, starting to slurp the noodles. I sat down next to him and started eating, too.

"Sounds like a shitty day." I commented. Shouta nodded and gave me a tired smile, pointing at the noodles.

"These are nice, thank you." he said, before eating more of them. Despite the fact that I had only taken them out of their packaging and boiled them, I felt a little proud of myself and my cooking.

"So how did you mess up?" I wanted to know. He just shrugged and put his chopsticks down to slurp a little bit of the broth. I had almost finished my noodles at that point and realized that I was still in my old sweaty clothes. I had to get out of those once I finished eating dinner.

"I dunno. I was acting too slow, was way too hesitant and then this guy used his Quirk before I could cancel it and I got blinded by some smoke and almost got hit by a safe. Boss got it away from me." he replied and finished up his noodles. Well, that did sound like a shitty day. But I mean - it happened. It had happened to me a few times that I had messed up. But poor Shouta was a perfectionist.

"It'll be fine, won't it? I mean I don't really think you can actually get in trouble for any of that." I replied.

"Yeah, no, it was fine, and that wasn't the thing our boss was upset about." Shouta muttered and brought the empty bowl to the sink. I followed him, putting my own bowl there, as well. We'd clean the dishes in the morning or something. After we got some well-deserved sleep after this week.

"What was he upset about?" I asked, running some water, so we could let the bowls sit overnight.

"He was upset that I wasn't smiling enough." he grumbled. I looked at him and couldn't help myself but to burst out laughing. I mean, after all, wasn't that the most Shouta thing to get in trouble for? Being too grumpy? But then again, I knew he wasn't someone who'd just smile when he knew he fucked up.

"Sorry, I just... I mean... that's your face." I chuckled. Shouta snickered a little as well and nodded.

"Yeah, that's... that's what I told him. I mean, I knew exactly all the ways I fucked up, how am I supposed to pretend everything is fine and dandy after that? It makes no sense to me. But I mean, Oboro said something about it being more about confidence or whatever. Which is like... not me. I'm not confident." he replied, running his hand through his hair and sighing again.

"You're usually pretty confident around me." I said with a grin. He glanced over at me and smiled.

"I'm a good actor then, because honestly... anytime I see you, I don't understand why you're still my girlfriend. It makes no sense. You could really do so much better than me." Shouta told me.

"Oh, stop it!" I shouted, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. He chuckled and pulled me closer to him, so he could hug me.

"Thanks." he muttered against my hair.

"I didn't even do anything."

"You kept asking me what was up and you made me dinner and you're still here with me and... thanks. I love you. I love you so much." Shouta replied, kissing my forehead and then my lips.

"Shou..." I muttered.

"What is it?"

"Love you so much, too. But... let me get out of those clothes, they're all sweaty and gross and disgusting." I said to him. Shouta smirked and let go of me almost immediately, keeping his eyes on me.

"I'm not going to stop you from taking your clothes off." he replied. I just smirked at him, pulling the pullover over my head and slowly shimmying out of the sweatpants I had been wearing for two weeks straight. He kept looking at me, as if I was the hottest thing he had ever laid his eyes upon.

"Should I get out of these, too... ? I don't know..." I mumbled, fidgeting with my bra and the waistband of my panties. He cocked an eyebrow at me and quickly shook his head, pulling me closer.

"Keep them on." he said, before lifting me up and carrying me over his shoulder. I let out a loud yelp as I felt myself being lifted up into the air. I tried to hold onto him somehow, but I was just left to hang over his shoulder as he carried me over to the bed. I gave up trying to get out of his hold.

"Why do you want me to keep them on, huh?" I just wanted to know, just before I was thrown onto the mattress, Shouta mounting on top of me and straddling my hips, taking off his shirt quickly. I looked down at his abs that had gotten way more defined ever since we started second year.

"Because I want to take them off." he finally replied, a playful smirk on his lips as he leaned down to kiss me hungrily.