Aizawa x reader Smut

Chapter 2

Your day repeated as well as the week. From home to work and from work to home. Occasionally Min would take you out to a mall or to get some coffee so that your day wasnt so predictable.

It was the end of your shift at the end of your week. You got lucky with the night shift because it was given to some unlucky person. Before your manager could change the schedule, you grabbed Min by the arm and dashed out the back door to his bike. He laughed at how quickly you wanted out of the place. There was still time before the race. So Min drove you out to a clearly soft serve ice cream to relax. Upon arrival, flocks of people surrounded the entrances of the shops. Phones swung in the yell, girls scream at the top of their lungs and even men were hollering. Taking off your helmet, you saw a small group of Pro heroes walking by, waving and smiling to those surrounded them.

Min nudged your elbow with their fist and smiled. "How often do you see that? Man, pro heroes!"

Mins smile was addictingand you couldn't help but do the same. With your arms crossed over your chest you watch as Pro hero Fatgum, Pro hero Hawks and another unrecognizable hero walking beside them. He was hunched over with his shoulder slumped forward and his face hidden behind a large white scarf. His yellow goggles hanging around his neck. He didnt seem to care about the people surrounding them, rather he looked annoyed and bothered.

"Come on Eraserhead," said Hawks as he posed for a photo with a women. His smile lit the room, even more so than Min. "Bring out a smile."

"I rather not."

''Eraserhead..''

It finally clicked in your mind. Eraserhead was one of the few heroes that prefer working in the shadows, not wanting to ever be favored by the public. He was your younger brothers favorite hero and somehow your brother manages to get more information about Eraserhead than the media. Sometimes it was impressive and often times it was weird. If you so much get a signature from Eraserhead, the award to best sister goes to you.

Grabbing your helmet you ran over into the crowd and fished for a pen in your bag. As you squeezed your way through to Eraserhead, your hands found a silver pen and pulled it out. 

"Eraser!"

The helmet and pen reaches into the air and sways violently to the side as you continue chanting Eraserhead's name. You started to hop and your face started to flusher up in pink. This was embarrassing but anything to make your little brother think you were somewhat of a hero. A row of fans stood between you and the hero, and with a shove from a stranger you were able to cut through the row of bodies to face the Pro hero Eraserhead. His eyes remained the exhausted look as it was for the last few minutes since the fans bombarded the heroes with cameras and pens. 

"Uhh," You smiled nervously and lifted the helmet and pen up to his view. "Could you sign this? My little brother is a huge fan! It'll make me seem like the cool sister!"

Eraserhead froze in his step when you had crossed his path. He looked down at the helmet and pen.

"Sure. Why not," His voice was deep and mellow, even monotoned. He spoke from deep within his throat, as if he was laying in bed and had just woken up. "What's your brothers name?"

"Aki," You rubbed your arm, feeling awkward that you had shoved your way into the Heroes path. "His name is Aki."

Eraserheads hand moved across the front of the black helmet when he signed his name followed by Aki. He directly hands you your helmet before the pen. Just when you were about to take your pen back, Eraserhead is taking up into the air by a large yellow pillow.  Fatgum had hooked his large arm around Eraserhead's entire torso and gave him a hug.