Gravity Calls - EraserJoke

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She sat back slowly. A finger rubbing the part of his hand close to the part where the needle was injected, then kissed it softly. "It hurts less now, Aizawa-kun?" She grinned.

...

"Yes actually, thanks," Aizawa muttered, fogging his mask-and even then Emi notice he was smirking. Emi startled, she sat up-pulling her hand off the bed. Her eyes widen, He'd been awake the whole time?!

"I...uh, sorry, Shota," she mumbled awkwardly. "No, I am," he replied immediately as his eyes turned serious.

"I'm only making things worse am I?" he muttered, looking down. A shot of regret beaming out of him as he sighed, "I'm a bad person."

Emi laid a hand on his shoulder as she squinted, "No you're not!"

He started, "I lied okay, Emi? I want you to be here, I always do...it's just..." Emi held his hand, squeezing it a little. "...you don't deserve to see me like this."

"Would you rather me go?" Emi asked-knowing exactly what she hoped out of it. Aizawa slightly shook his head causing Emi to smile. Aizawa squint his eyes suspiciously, "What are you smiling at?"

"You," Emi replied immediately, messing with Aizawa's hair causing him to roll his eyes. "I love you, Shota," she muttered, looking deep to his eyes-making sure he understands it just right. Aizawa's eyes widen, not in a pleasant way-in a doubtful way, he muttered, "I don't know about that."

"And I'll love you anyway," She uttered, turning a soft smile as he pushed back his stray hair off his forehead. He softened as he pulled Emi's hand, intertwining their fingers together as he stared at the ceiling, turning a weak smile, "You're so very stubborn, Fukukado."

"And you are so very Shota Aizawa," she replied, laying her chin close to his shoulder. Aizawa chuckled, "What is that supposed to mean?"

Emi poked his cheek with her index finger playfully, "You're so soft and baby and comfortable." Aizawa smiled, for the who knows how many times tonight. More than he'd like to admit, he's where he want to be-partly. Or just this one thing in particular.

By time his eyes got heavy. He's feeling so good he might actually sleep the night through-one thing he hadn't get in a week.

"Hey Emi?" He called, which sounds more like a whisper but is loud enough due to how close Emi was. She hummed looking at him questioning. "I love you too," he murmured before closing his eyes to sleep concealing a teasing smile. Emi squinted her eyes, "You evil, you shouldn't just say that and sleep!" she uttered with a yelling tone but kept her volume down to keep him comfortable. She grinned, Shota was fast asleep. She watched as his chest rise and fall with his breathing and thanked all the Gods for letting her be there for him.

Note:

There you go. Another short chapter, but for my sake-less depressing. I want them together forever wtf! Please all known scientist out there get working and find a cure for ILD!!

ALSO EXAM IS OVER I'M LIVING MY BEST LIFE RN