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5• Dirty dishes

How could he possibly tell her that the water still dripping from her hair was now creating a soaked spot on the front of the t-shirt, making it see through enough for him to see her nipples in perfect detail.

Aizawa nearly choked on the food when he realized that, harshly clearing his throat and briefly punching his chest while his pale features turned a bright shade of dark pink as he tried to remain as calm-looking as possible.

On top of the fact that he tried to ignore the tightness in his stomach when he saw her wearing his clothes and with her hair messy and wet, now it was impossible to ignore the feeling in his chest and stomach now that he saw that wet t-shirt become a second skin on her chest, perfectly drawing the shape of her breasts.

Faith seemed to be against him because of the amount of time he spent single was now weighing on him like a whale on his back, impossible to ignore.

Should he tell her ? Perhaps it was the most ethical thing to do but he didn't know exactly how to and she seemed to be enjoying her food like today was her last day alive and if he told her now, she would perhaps be too embarrassed to continue eating.

For now his plan was to try and avoid staring at her, which seemed like an impossible task at this point and now aside from staring at her chest he couldn't ignore the way her lips got redder and shiny from the hot broth and his mind was desperately trying to imagine scenarios where he could pounce on her like a hungry animal.

Fuck, this is wrong, this is so wrong. He didn't want to come off as a pervert but she was undeniably pretty, her face was hypnotizing to look at and his stomach tightened whenever she stared up at him like silently begging for something... Argh, it was perhaps just his imagination.

On the other hand, she was trying to eat now in a much calmer way to avoid her stomach from getting sick again but at the same time she couldn't stop sending casual glances at him here and there just to catch him staring back at her a couple of times.

With the kitchen light she was able to detail him better, his scruffy facial hair, his tired eyes, subtle dark circles and his messy wavy hair falling on his face on a few stray strands while the rest was held in a low ponytail. He was... He was so stupidly attractive and she couldn't deny that.

Now that her basic needs were temporarily covered, she had space in her mind to think about other kinds of needs... Involuntarily.

But how weird would it be for her to try and have something with her neighbor while she was on the run and she was supposed to hide from everyone ?

But it was an itch she couldn't scratch, it felt warm in her tummy to stare at him and whenever he stared back her heart would skip a beat and increase her nervousness.

" Please allow me to wash the dishes for you. " She was polite and tried her best to not seem like she was taking advantage of his generosity.

" Fine. Sounds fair. "

Soon she was in front of the kitchen sink working on her own plate but as he approached to leave his bowl there, he might have gotten too close behind her to accidentally cause their faces to be too close when she glanced back at him.

His needs were clawing at the back of his mind, drawing him closer to her when he noticed the female not moving an inch and just staring at him with that doe-eyed expression he was secretly attracted to.

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Author's note: here we go, are u ready for the smutty smut ?