"I know that you're unstable."
The wind blew his luscious black locks back, revealing his black orbs that were locked to my lips.
"But I just can't help myself..."
He gently tilted my chin up and leaned in, sealing our lips together.
"I love you...
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(Aizawa's POV)
I was woken up, stirring around. Trying to find [Y/N] on the bed. Soon I realized that she was gone, missing. As if her warmth had disappeared into his air. I groaned, rubbing my eyes. Blinking blurriness and sleepiness out of my system. I furrowed my brows as I groggily looked around. Engaged under a blanket, I pushed it off and climbed off the bed.
Sleepily, I grabbed a hair tie that was on the nightstand. Combing my hair back neatly, tying it up into a man bun. I yawned as I grabbed my capture weapon. Warping the grey scarf-like gear around my neck. Burying my chin into the material. As I made my way to the door.
I perked up as my eyes landed on the charger. That was still plugged into the wall. I hummed, guessing that [Y/N] had taken her phone with her. Probably getting dinner for us. Sighing, I closed the door behind me. I walked down the hallway. The wooden boards creaked as I stepped on them. Sometimes I wonder why she had a better house in Japan than in Europe. She basically lived here for ten years. I yawned again, walking down the set of the stair. Stuffing my hands into my pocket.
I was about to go to the kitchen to get myself a cup of coffee. Until I heard concern chatter coming from the living room. I raised a brow, opening the fridge to get an iced coffee. And made my way to the living room to see what was going on. It sounded like someone made a fiasco. I stepped into the room, standing just by the doorway as I listened.
"I want to go too!" Shinsou exclaimed as he stood in front of Hizashi. Seemed like their arguing about something. I turned around, thinking that they were arguing about something stupid like they always do. "She's my sister! So I'm allowed to go and save her."
My eyes widened as I turned around. A word fell out of my mouth, "What?"
Their eyes fell on me. But no one dared to talk. All lost in their little word. Worrying about [Y/N], I assumed. The only one was looked like they were out of the trance was Hizashi. That's when I took notice of the tuxedo he had up as he struggled with his tie. I sighed, placing the drink down on the nearby table. Looping the end of one side through, I slid it up. Adjusting the black-tie, tucking the smaller end into the larger one.
"Thanks, Shota." He cleared his throat as I glanced at him. He fidgeted around with his hands. Considering if he should tell me this now. "[Y/N] has been kidnapped by the hero commission." He paced around, "Well. Not kidnapped. More like chased down. So we have to jump in and save her."
I pointed at the attire he was wearing, "Then why are you wearing tuxedos?"
Nerumi came spinning over to me in the same red dress I have seen her in days ago. Where she supposedly borrowed from [Y/N]. She smiled at me as she twirled in place, showing the dress off. I just directed my gaze to Hizashi. Demanding him for an answer. He chuckled nervously. He played with the button on the suit. But he looped his arms around me, ignoring the glare.
