Insomnia [Shota Aizawa x Reader] (Rewritten Version)

Chapter 48

"[L/N]!" Nemuri cheered in tears.

You just barely avoided the hug tackle she and Hizashi were about to give. "I just got out, sheesh." You were still technically in the hospital.

You were discharged a day after the doctor did a quick check on you and, with a surprised look on his face, determined that you were fully recovered. Your legs were still slightly weak from the lack of usage for a week, but you'll soon get used to it. Right at the entrance, Nemuri and Hizashi were there to greet you excitedly, as they had only heard last night that you had woken up and wanted to talk to you.

"I'm so glad you're okay!" Nemuri exclaimed.

"We were so worried!" Hizashi added on. "The students and Shota especially."

"I'm sure they were. I'm fine now," you reassured, laughing lightly. You started walking to your house, the heroes following. "There was something off about... Shota."

"Oh?" Nemuri and Hizashi gave you a curious smile. It almost looked mischievous.

You didn't know how to put this. "I heard stuff while I was in a coma."

"Like a dream?" Hizashi asked. "Or like actual voices outside of your comatose state?"

"Voices outside. I... I heard Shota's voice."

The two looked at you expectantly, making you just a tad uncomfortable.

"I'm not sure if it was real or my brain made it up, but... he said he loved me."

"What if it was real?"

You glared uncertainly at the two, a blush on your face. They were having way too much fun with this. "I don't know."

Hizashi sighed. "Do you like him back?"

"...Yes."

The two high-fived each other.

"It was real. Go confess." Nemuri dragged you to another direction away from your house, to Shota's home. A short while later, you faced Shota's house. Hizashi rang the doorbell.

"How would you even know? Wha—?"

A little bit more calmly, Nemuri smiled at you. "It's been too long with you dense people. Thank me later."

They then ditched you as the door started opening.

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"Uh." You stared at Shota, who had a cat you recognized as Max in his hair and a cat in his arms. You suddenly noticed a difference in his face. "You shaved."

Did he look like this before at the hospital and you've only just now noticed?

"Yeah. You've been discharged already?" Shota asked, setting down the cat in his arms, who scurried to the kitchen, and not attempting to get Max out of his hair. He stepped to the side to let you in.

"Yeah. Apparently I healed quickly." You walked in anxiously, not knowing what to say. Well, you did, but how?

Shota slumped down at his couch, Max jumping off his head to head to the kitchen as well, possibly to look for food. "[L/N], what you heard—"

"[Y/N]," you quickly said, still embarrassed for some whatever reason. "Shota."

"—[Y/N], is true. And you don't have to return those feelings, of course." He looked away, cheeks reddening. Cute.

Fuck.

What.

You stared at him, then smiled. This man was different from what you remembered, but... in a good way. It wasn't that he was different from before—he's always been like this on the inside. It shocked you to see him show this side of him, but you knew it was always there.

Without a word, you leaned forward and kissed him.

There was a tiny jolt of surprise, before he relaxed and eased into it.

His lips were softer than you thought it'd be. Not dry like his eyes, not cold like his fake outer personality.

It was... nice. Soft, warm, loving.

You did have to thank Nemuri for this.

The two of you parted for air, an understanding silence between you two.

He forgave you despite what you did, despite your relationship with the villains. He trusted you despite everything. He and the students had helped you through so much, and changed you for the better.

"I love you too."

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A/N: Yes, I know, 48 chapters and finally confessions are made!

Next chapter is smut. Skip if you'd like.