𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓝𝓮𝓴𝓸 𝓜𝓪𝓲𝓭 ᴬ. ˢʰᵒᵘᵗᵃ

* 🎀 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓇𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓃 🎀 *

Author's Point of View

You stared at Aizawa's sleeping figure, your tail flickering behind you slowly. You both were supposed to go to the mall. Aizawa finally getting tired of you stealing his own clothes. Since you hadn't ever been inside a mall before you were excited. Which is how you woke up much earlier than you were supposed to. You poke Aizawa's right cheek softly. Aizawa looked so tranquil in his sleep.

You continue to examine Aizawa's figure, your eyes following his sharp jawline to his thick lashes. Your eyes catch sight of a loose strand of Aizawa's hair falling into his face. You make your way towards the hair but you are more than shocked to see Aizawa's eyes pop open. 

"What do you think you're doing?" Aizawa questions you, the sound of his voice rolling around the room. His voice was extremely deep in the morning.

"Ah, Sorry. I was just taking something away from your face." 

Aizawa hums at your response.

 "Sure you were." 

Your jaw drops at his accusation. 

"I really was!"

You squeak. Aizawa chuckles at this. 

"Don't worry I believe you." You nod softly.

You fidget with your fingers, you have a question. Although you should just say it. You couldn't help but hesitate for some reason. Aizawa's eyebrow raises at your silence. He calls your name which grabs your attention. 

"Are you ok?" He questions you. 

Your lips open before closing again. Aizawa patiently waits for your answer.

Finally, after waiting a little too long Aizawa slightly shakes you. A small squeak escaped your lips. 

"What's wrong?" Aizawa asks firmly. 

"Nothing, It's just. Aren't we going to the mall today?" 

Aizawa nods in acknowledgment. 

"Yes, I almost forgot. We can go now. Go get ready."

You hop to your feet and begin to rummage through Aizawa's closet. Aizawa couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of your excitement. 

Once you were done putting on Aizawa's clothes you proudly turned to him, who was still in the bed. "Come on you have to get ready too." Aizawa lets out a groan and flips away from you. You begin to brainstorm ways to get him and a bright idea pops in. A mischievous grin appeared on your lips as you pounced on top of Aizawa, earning a grunt from him.

  "Alright, Alright. I am getting up. You can get off of me now."

You cheerfully get up and begin to make your way to the door, where you put your shoes on. You excitedly tap your fingers on objects around you. As if you were a drummer. It took a few minutes but Aizawa was up and ready wearing all black and his usual tired expression on his face. 

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You both finally reached the mall. It was a nice car ride. Your eyes were shifting all over the place as you usually are stuck inside. Pointing out many things for Aizawa to identify for you. 

"Before we do anything, I am going to set some ground rules."

You nod quickly. Forget about the rules you want to explore. 

"Stay where I can see you. No running off. And don't touch anything without permission. Do you understand?"

You just nod along, your eyes off looking at the many people holding bags and having fun. The both of you make your way to clothing stores where you are able to get many outfits that you like. There was even a whole store dedicated to people with quirks like yours. 

After all the shopping, Aizawa needed to use the bathroom. 

"Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back. I have to use the bathroom." Aizawa states firmly. 

You nod your head joyfully. "I promise I won't move." Aizawa stands there for a bit, not really wanting to leave you alone. But after a while, he decided he really needed to go. You had obediently stood near the bathroom, swinging the bag of clothes you had in your hands. You bop your head to the music playing through the mall's loudspeaker.

"Well, aren't you adorable?" An unknown voice startled you, you quickly turned your head to meet eyes with a guy who had blonde hair golden eyes, and huge red wings. The ears upon your head flatten as you look around you anxiously. You weren't ready for this stranger to randomly walk up to you. "Aww, Did I scare you? I didn't mean to, cute little kitty." Your eyebrows furrowed at his words. "Can you please leave me alone? I don't know who you are."

"How could you not know me? I'm the infamous Hawks the Red Wing Hero. But you can call me whatever you want, cutie." That's when you began to look around for any sign of Aizawa. You felt Hawks' hand move your chin towards him. You tense at his forwardness, you try to move out of his grasp but Hawks has a tight grip on you. You let out a yelp as you struggle to get out of his grasp.

"What do you think you're doing, Hawks?" The familiar voice of Aizawa enters your ears. You perk up, pleased that he is finally here. "Hello there, Eraserhead. Shopping I see?" Hawks states, his lips forming into a smirk. "Yes, Can you please take your hands off of him?" Hawk's laughter was forceful as he took it down from around your shoulders. You quickly move behind Aizawa. 

"I never knew you had your own little kitty. I knew you liked cats. But I didn't know it was to this extent. A little obsessed I would say." Hawks states, Aizawa rolling his eyes at his statement. "What do you want Hawks? If you can't see we are a bit busy." Aizawa states firmly, the grip on your wrist tightens. "Ah, Yes, yes. There is nothing I have to say that is important. I just wanted to say hello to a fellow comrade."

Aizawa's stance was on high-end alert. He had always felt the 2nd pro-hero Hawks was a bit strange. From the way, he showcased himself to the public and the quirky words that left from his lips. Maybe it was jealousy. Aizawa was after all always in the shadows of other heroes. Aizawa clicks his tongue as he looks away from Hawks. "Come on, It's time for us to go." You nod your head quickly, happy to leave this man here and go to the safety of your home.

While Aizawa tugs you along, you turn your head around to Hawks. Just a final glance and you can see the way his eyes glow in a mischievous glint. This glint made you feel uneasy and sick to your stomach. You quickly look away and grab onto Aizawa's wrist tighter. "What a weirdo..." You mutter to yourself.

Hawks stands there and watches as the two of you leave. His eyes never leave your retreating form while he picks up his phone. "Yeah, He's with Eraserhead. And it seems like that's his little pet. Is that the one they lost? Yeah, I'll keep my eyes on 'em."