𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑 | 𝐬. 𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 [completed]

46 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑔..?

A/n: Again, thanks for waiting for me. I'm back. I love you <3

I have more ideas, more experiences. I'm ready to finish this book and make more.

I'm having a spiritual awakening. Gimme a while to feel it out. I feel like my writing style is gonna change again. Which sucks for a book that's near the end but is great for my books that are just beginning like slime and bokuto-San. Anyways... bare with me.
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"You know... you never did tell me where that hand mark came from on your cheek... I didn't do that did I?" You asked Aizawa who quirked his brow in confusion. He didn't look away from the road but watching his side profile you could tell when some realization dawned on him.

Still very distant from the incident just the night before, he blinked a few times, tilted his head slightly, felt his stumbled jaw then cupped said cheek as if recalling the happening.

"Oh that... wasn't you" then as if realizing the truth itself would cause more of an issue when he saw your expression , aizawa returned his gloved hand to the steering wheel and leant back "well I can't really remember. If I said I could remember everything from last night I would be lying"

"Yeah sure. As if it wasn't unforgettable enough." You tried to joke but instead of it being met by laughter it was met by and uncanny and awkward silence that made you squirm uncomfortably.

"Oye. That was a joke you kno-"

"Right right" he awkwardly cut you off and went as far as to fake an airy laugh that died down in coughs.

Silent and tense, seeking to fill the emptiness you both reached for stereo only to simultaneously draw back. At this he stopped abruptly at the stoplight and gave you his full attention.

"I'm sorry did I hurt your fingers. I wasn't lookin so it's my faul... what?" Once again your facial expressions gave you away because for the life away, you couldn't help but to be appalled by how careful aizawa was around you. As if breathing too hard would make you shatter to pieces.

As if driving too fast would make you dissipate in the air.

The excessive care almost made you feel nauseous.

"Shota' you said with a humorous tone, brows raised and a smile pulling your cheeks high as you stared at the older man incredulously, "I've stapled my palm numerous times... for fun... calm down"

His brown eyes flickered between yours before discreetly glancing to your palms as if searching for evidence of this. Looking away though, aizawa drove off as the green light came on with a low mumble of "I am calm"

"'I am calm'" you mocked his low voice then 'ha'ed.

"You're not fucking calm. You're shitting balls right now. I can handle myself. Trust"

"I'm just being cautious..." was his only rebuttal because even though aizawa promised not to make things go awry, he was doing his best to stay normal.

No one could blame the man either since he had every right to be.

You couldn't see what he saw for as animated as you felt you were, your reactions were at most 40% of what was normal for you.

Around your eyes still showed signs of crying and you were wrapped in a blanket on the front seat since your skin was covered with goosebumps. Signs of your body reacting to something that simply shouldn't have happened.

Seeing some one break down from his own mistake was not something aizawa was used to.

And having someone treat you with that much care when you built your whole persona in a way that would show that you could take care of yourself  was not something you were used to either.