𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 32 | Taken Care Of

    He pulled me up and put me back on the bed, I was too distracted by my useless legs to notice the name he called me.

"What the hell, I can't feel my legs." I said, slapping my thighs and calves.

"Yeah, that's an after effect of the short coma you were in." He said, rubbing his eye. "It was pretty hard to feed you."

"Wow, what an angel, thank you." I rolled my eyes and he stood back up. "I never asked you to."

That was bitchy, he kindly took care of me. I'm very annoyed with myself right now. I'm just too pumped up with so many emotions. I'm horny, hurting, frustrated, angry, sad, confused, cut me some slack here.

"Brat." He mumbled under his breath and turned around walking to the kitchen. Now I have to pretend that nickname doesn't turn me on. Why does this man have to be so hot, he's making it harder and easier to hate him.

I groaned and sat at the side of the bed, my feet limply hanging off. I sniffed myself and gagged, I mean how long was I in that coma for? I smelt like death, Aizawa just dealt with it? Whatever, I still don't forgive him, this doesn't mean the war has ended, this is just an intermission.

"Uh, hey?" I yelled out.

"What?" He answered.

"Um, I need to shower." I said a little quieter, embarrassed and nervous. Maybe that was a little hopeful, a little inviting? Someone help me I'm becoming delirious being in the man's place. What the hell is in the air?

There was no response, I waited. He walked out from the kitchen straight into the bathroom. I heard something turn and water came on, he leaned out of the bathroom. If he bathed me I might just pass out and never wake up. Those strong, veiny hands massaging me with body wash, I held back an anticipating moan.

"I can help you in but I'm not helping you shower, you're just going to have to take a bath." He said with annoyance.

I held back a sigh of disappointment. Was I really that irritating, I was annoyed with him too. I get I was a big burden and I have been, for who knows how long. I've been sleeping in his bed while he slept in another apartment, but hey that was his choice, no one asked him to. I could have done perfectly fine in the infirmary with Recovery Girl.

"Okay." I said and watched as he walked towards me. My breath hitched in my throat.

He really was beautiful, I could see why girls swooned over him, he had an amazingly shaped body and he had a beautiful face. He strode over, lazily, but with so much power I had to turn my gaze to the ground. I felt like I was staring too much.

"Oh, wait." He turned to the dresser and grabbed some clothes off the top, they were the same ones I wore the other day. "They should be clean."

That was very reassuring, he handed them to me, folded and I put them in my lap. I remembered that I didn't buy shorts yesterday for under the skirt and I started to turn red. I pushed that to the back of my head,

"You gonna drag me to the bathroom or what?"

Aizawa grinned.

He stepped over to me and dipped down, hooking his arm under my knees and the other arm behind my back. I could feel his muscles under my knees and his warm hand gripping my shoulder. It would be really easy right now to just spin into a straddle, if my legs actually worked. Why did I just think that?

He lifted me up and easily walked to the bathroom. I was absolutely boiling the whole 5 second trip, my heart was pounding as I could hear him easily breathing. I got angry, I was the only fool this whole time. I've been the one getting red and my heart racing or panting. I've been the one with the dirty thoughts, the fan-girling over his sexiness. He was calm and collected, like he's been through this before and I then turned furious. I was now boiling with anger.

"Set me on the floor, I can do the rest myself." I spat.

He glanced down at me then carefully set me on the ground. He stood for a second watching as I set my clothes on the closed toilet seat. I grabbed the edges of my tank top and was about to pull it up until I noticed Aizawa leaned up against the door frame. Was he waiting for me to strip in front of him? What the hell is wrong with this guy?

"Leave, perv." I reached over and slammed the door in his face. I lifted up to lock the door and then peeled off my clothes. I climbed into the tub, which took a bit longer than I thought it would take. I looked around, there was a men's body wash.

"Ooh, fancy." I grabbed the bottle and squeezed it into my hands and rubbed my body. It had a men's type of cologne scent to it, it smelled like Aizawa. Not saying that he smells good, but I'm not saying he smells bad. I washed off and looked around the sides for conditioner and shampoo. There was a simple bottle, I picked it up and read, 'Men's 4 In 1 Ultimate'.

"Ew-" In an instant I threw it and it disappeared, I guess I'm just going to have to use water.

I finished washing up and I lifted myself up, slipping over the side of the tub, falling on my side. A loud thump could be heard miles away.

"You good in there?" Aizawa asked, sounding smug, muffled through the door.

"Yeah." I answered loudly in a pained voice.

Getting on my clothes took what felt like an hour. I knocked on the door, unlocked it and waited. Aizawa opened it and peered in. He saw me sitting on the carpet ground and I looked up at him.

"Well? Help me." I said.