𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬 - 𝐬.𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚

007 - 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭

*short chapter*

- 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲 , 𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 2𝐧𝐝 , 3:30𝐩𝐦

now, it's about a month after the club situation . you and aizawa had grown closer . no more kisses had been exchanged , but you both do like to spend nights doing work together . it's way more efficient for you both that way . shota's an amazing co-worker , and is always there if you need help — even if he does complain about everything .

shota had gained feelings for you already , but he wasn't sure what to call these feelings . his over thinking made him unsure as to if he had romantic feelings towards you , or if it was just because you were grinding on him at the club and he wanted that to happen a few more times . you , on the other hand , knew you had feelings for him and knew it was a romantic feeling . you being yourself , though , you wanted him to say it first . you were too scared that it might ruin something if you told him first .

currently , you were in the classroom , trying to complete some lesson plans for the next week so you wouldn't have to do it last minute . as the teacher assistant , that was a part of your job . you were also trying to send out emails to students about some important information for next week , but you needed help .

you asked mic when he came in looking for shota , but he didn't know what to do so you texted shota .

                              𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗮 𝗮𝗶𝘇𝗮𝘄𝗮

𝘆/𝗻 𝗹/𝗻: 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗮 , 𝗶 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂

𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗮 𝗮𝗶𝘇𝗮𝘄𝗮: 𝗼𝗵 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆😏?

𝘆/𝗻 𝗹/𝗻: 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 , 𝘄𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗱𝗼 . 𝗶 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 . 𝗶'𝗺 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺 .

𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗮 𝗮𝗶𝘇𝗮𝘄𝗮: 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵 , 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝗶'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 .

after a few minutes your co-worker walks in . he walks over to you , seeing you looking deep in thought .

"so what did you need help with?" he asked , almost startling you .

you explained the problem to him and he listened . shota then leaned down , his head beside yours looking at the computer. you tried your best to focus . he fixed the problem and explained how to do it , but you were too worried about how good he smelled , how his breath was running across your cheek , and how his voice was like a melody in your ears .

"am i really catching feelings for my co-worker?" you thought , surprised . "did you hear anything i just said?" shota asks , still looking at the computer screen .

"yeah , i heard everything." i just made it completely obvious that i'm lying .

"mhm . i wanted to ask you something , though ," he says before he looks at you . your eyes were trained on the computer as you answered .

"yeah ? what's up?"

shota wanted to stare and admire your face , but he knew you'd catch him this time . "look at me, y/n."

you looked his way , straight into his eyes . "would you like to go on a date with me?" he asks staring into your eyes .

your eyes widened , surprised he'd ask you that . you couldn't turn the opportunity down . you couldn't process what was going on , though , so you basically crashed .

"y/n , are you good?" he asks , slightly chuckling .

"y-yeah , and i'll go on a date with you , shota. i'd love to."

"alright, what about tomorrow at 5:30pm? is that good ?"

"yeah . it's perfect ." you stared at him , going into a daydream . it was about you and him . you were in a house on a couch with two kids . just as  you were about to see shota , you were shook out of your dream .

"i'll see you tomorrow, y/n . text me when you make it home." he walks out , closing the door behind him. you sighed to yourself . i'm such a fucking weirdo . you packed up and left, anticipating tomorrow.