𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 31 | Knight In Shining Armor

It was a man, he was walking out of the bathroom barefoot. He had grey sweatpants on and my throat started to close up. I quickly darted my eyes up to only see a glimpse of the mans happy trail before he fully pulled the shirt down over his head. It was Aizawa, could he not see me? He wrung out his hair and with his teeth pulled at his hair tie, tying it in a man bun.

"Oh shit." I panted out and banged my head against the back board of the bed, lifting my head up to stare at the ceiling. Lord have fucking mercy, I swear it's like Niagara Falls. Wait, I was not supposed to be like this to my enemy, I don't like him, but I couldn't look back to him. My heart was pounding and I could feel it in my throat and in my-

"Your awake, how are you feeling?" Aizawa asked. I could hear him walking over, the pitter patter of his feet getting closer.

I was still staring at the ceiling, I swung my hand out and held it out like a stop sign. "I'm feeling fine." I didn't need him to get close to me when he's looking like that. It was enough to just see him like that but up close? No.

"You sure?" The patting of his feet stopped when I put my hand out. "Need something to eat?"

Why was he being like this, who the fuck even is this? It's surely not Aizawa, I looked back down and it was. Aizawa was a lot closer now, his hair was tied tight back and little hairs struck out here and there. Beads of water fell from his hair line and his jaw line. He had a black shirt on, and his grey sweatpants were partly soaked. My eyes started to trail down as I could see his shirt was lifted up not even a few inches.

"Hello? You hungry, or not?" He asked me, and awaited my response.

"Yeah." I responded rather quickly and it even caught me off guard, as I was still staring where his shirt ended. I quickly darted my eyes around, pretending like I didn't just eye him. I wasn't even hungry, I don't know why I said that. Did he even notice where I was staring? He had to, I made it way too obvious. I'm such an idiot, I need to get a hold of myself. I absolutely have no attraction to him, but on the other hand he has a type of aura that I cant quite put my finger on.

"Alright, what do you want?" He asked, and I could feel him staring.

"Before any of that, why am I here?" I asked scooting a bit more back and pulling up the blanket.

"Recovery Girl helped with most of your injuries, she said that you were good to go back to your apartment, but not without someone." He went on. "She kept you in the private infirmary for a while, but I decided to take you here."

I eyed him and he was expressionless, and I raised an eyebrow.

"Don't worry, I slept in my friends apartment." He put both his hands up in surrender and stared.

Something pulled at my heart, it wasn't the fact that he didn't sleep in the bed with me. It was the fact that he said he was 'watching after me' but decided to, at night sleep in some other friends room. What if I had a stroke in my sleep or started dying? There's a nice couch right in front of us, actually it looked as comfy as this bed. He looked where I was looking and saw the couch.

"Decided not to." He said.

I nodded, "I'll have like a toaster strudel or something, anything easy."

He eyed me, "Sorry, I don't have unhealthy breakfast absents."

I groaned, "What do you have then?"

"Eggs." He answered walking to the kitchen.

"Fine, whatever." I answered and slumped back a bit.

He opened drawers and opened the fridge grabbing stuff out. I looked back under the cover to the boxers again, what? We're they backwards? I puzzled and kept staring.

"Yeah, that was me." Aizawa said with his back turned, he must have seen me staring. "I changed your clothes for you."

My cheeks grew boiling hot and I covered my face with my hands, I feel violated. Why were the boxers backwards?

"I wasn't looking as I changed you." He said, almost as if reading my mind.

I smiled at that, it made me feel better. I don't know who this Aizawa is, but wow. I was then reminded he was only treating me this way because I was injured. If he's been taking care of me could he have been the one to find me and help me from those girls? No, there's no way. He was the one talking to them both, I don't see why he would shoo them away or anything. He said I was with Recovery Girl maybe she helped me. Hopefully. What does it matter, I'm here now. For who knows why.

Aizawa had a plate in his hands, he walked over holding it with one hand and set it on my lap.

They were almost entirely burnt, could I even eat this? A laugh escaped my mouth and I clapped a hand over it.

Aizawa lifted an eyebrow and said, "Fine, you won't eat it, I will." He reached out for the plate and I swatted his hand away.

I actually was feeling a little hungry to be honest, "No, I'll eat it." I kept my face stone cold as I picked up the fork and started to eat. It had a crunch to it but it wasn't that bad.

"Alright, just give me the fucking plate." Aizawa said with a bit of annoyance.

"It wasn't terrible, but I loved that little crunch you gave it." I held back a laugh and decided to give it back to him, there was only a bit left. He walked over to the kitchen and threw it away. He strode over and stopped on the side of the bed.

"You think your able to go back to your apartment now?" Aizawa asked, putting his hands in his pockets.

"Yeah." I answered and pulled the blanket off, I put my feet to the ground and stood up. In an instant my knees buckled and I was headed for the floor.

"Shit, Y/N." Aizawa said as he caught me by my arm.