Don't Tell A Soul (Shouta Aizawa X Reader)

5. Hey You (Lemon)

We were talking. We were actually talking. He wasn't giving me any one word answers. We took our turns exchanging questions. Sometimes it felt like the only question left to ask was his name.

"Let's go get another drink. What do you want? I'll pay this time." The lean man stood up giving me a look I hadn't expected.

"You sure? I'll just have a Cruiser. Thank you." I was unsure of whether or not to ask for something. But yknow, it's a free drink.

"Oh so you're a beer type of girl?" He asked walking off before you could even answer his question.

He looked really familiar. I just couldn't put my finger on why though. Maybe I've seen him in public before. Or maybe it's just because of how often I'd think of his face.

I got pulled from my thoughts as two Cruiseds clashed on the table infront of me and one in the perfect hands of this man.

"Why'd you hand me two? You didn't have to get me two." The awkward expression probably showed on my face as thoughs words came from my mouth.

"I just felt like it, that's all, you don't have to say anything about it" his cool expression never faltering.

"Hey I just realized I have no idea what your name is." The words left me as I tried to not act embarrassed.

"Oh yea, I guess you don't. My names Shouta Aizawa. You can call me Shouta. What about you? Surely you have a name I can use."

Even his name was attractive.

"Oh nice to meet you Shouta. I'm (Y/N) Kyoi-Teki. You can call me (Y/N)" my smile seemed to catch Shouta off guard a little.

"Well (Y/N), now that you know my name, I'm forced to kill you" Shouta said playfully. His voice saying my name gave me butterflies. It fit so well in his tone of voice.

"Oh no! Please don't kill me! I have so much to live for!" I sarcastically responded.

I let out a small giggle.

Shouta looked me directly in the eye. He extended his hand out to me. "Shall we dance?" His head pointed to the open space where not many people stood.

I hesitantly took his hand. His hands were rough. But somehow soft. He pulled me up towards him. I fell into his chest. He was so warm. I could smell him now. He smelt husky, in the good way though. He smelt like old books and good coffee, mixed in with a fresh earthy soil smell. It made me melt.

We danced on the dance floor to different rock bands and rock stars like Guns And Roses and Def Leppard. All sorts of different rock artists.

Pink Floyd came on, the song was Hey You I think. We danced to this song at a matching pace. Elegantly together. Until we looked at eachother. We looked at each other with fire in our eyes. We both leaned in at the same time causing our lips to make close contact.

Our kiss intensifying and deepening. He grabbed my waist, the grip he had making my legs shake.

He broke away from the kiss causing a dissappointed expression to make its way onto my face.

"How bout we head over to my place?" His voice deepening with his words.

I nodded with a very red faced look.

***

We had finally made our way to Shoutas apartment. It was kind of empty. There was a couch, TV, a coffee table and two lamps in his lounge. The kitchen connected to his living space. The kitchen consisted of an island bench with two stools and a basket of random bits and bobs on the side of the counter. The knives were kept neatly away in a knife block and the paper towels were hidden behind the toaster and jug. It was actually kind of cozy.