Deception || Aizawa x OC Fanfic

Ch. 11 - Broken Skin

A whole month had passed and everything was different. Shouta and I had gone back to just roommates and co-workers. After that one night he started putting distance between us. He no longer kept the door half open at night and instead shut it all the way. I got the message and never tried to bother him. 

At home we barely spoke to each other. After shifts he would just go to his room for the night until the next day and take the silent car ride to work. During the week I was there alone and we didn't text at all. I'd send cute pictures of his cat, he would say something along the lines of 'cute' and that would be it. 

At work we talked, but only about work. We never had casual conversation or joked around anymore. It was all business. We had apprehended a few criminals together on patrol but we never went out to celebrate like we used to. 

This was how it was supposed to be between us. He's my boss, my co worker, my partner, my landlord, and my roommate. He was never supposed to be anything else. Yet here I was. Wishing we were more, even if that just meant we were friends again. 

It was my day off and I found myself in a dark place. I had cut open my finger opening the cat food and I found myself staring at the blood a bit too long. When I washed the dishes I sharpened the knives and played with them longer than I should have. I had scared Kumo and got scratched. The slices in my skin made me want more.

Quietly I sat in my room feeling alone. A small razor blade sat on the bed in front of me and I stared at it. My body was screaming at me to pick up. To feel the metal slide across my skin and watch the blood drip, just until I lost enough blood to feel light headed. It was a reminder of my past. The blade wanted to humble me and remind me where I came from. 

"I need to make content." I whispered to myself. Shouta was still on my onlyfans being that I unblocked him. I didn't know if he looked at my content anymore, but on the off chance he did, I didn't want him to see french cuts.

Maybe afterwards. 

I took out various toys, trying to decide what kind of content to make. There was nothing that seemed fun anymore and everything felt like it had been done already. I needed something new, both for the attention of my subscribers and something thrilling to distract myself. 

I had an idea. 

Feeling excited about this idea, adrenaline bubbled inside of me. I texted Shouta. 'Can I use your car?'

'You don't have to ask?'

'But, this isn't for work purposes… Like can I drive somewhere and record content in your car…?'

He started typing but then stopped. It took a few minutes for him to answer. 'I don't care, just don't get caught.'

I don't know why I even asked him, I knew what his answer would be, but I still wanted to check. 

Excitedly I changed into a short, floral button up dress and kept on nothing underneath. It was flowy and comfortable while still being cute and low cut enough to make my cleavage look nice even without a bra. I pulled on a pair of tan thigh high socks and a pair of over the knee black boots. I did my hair in two half buns, leaving the rest to fall over my shoulders and did a cute little pink eyeshadow look. Then I grabbed my camera, my purse, pepper spray and a couple of my work weapons just in case, as well as a pack of condoms. 

As I was about to leave, I felt naked without the little black collar that I knew Shouta liked. It had quickly become part of my hero uniform, as well as my everyday wear. I decided to put it on too.

Shouta's car made me feel like a badass. The car was absolutely too big for me, but something about driving it made me feel unstoppable. 

The sky had reached golden hour when I decided on a cute park to stop at. I set the camera up on the dashboard and leaned the seat back a bit. Shouta's windows were tinted pretty dark so I had no fears about unbuttoning my dress and flashing my boobs at the camera, or hiking up my skirt and playing with myself.