[Aiko Fukuda's POV]
"Listen up Shota!" I announced "I'm only calling you by your first name because it feels natural and because it might help me remember some things!"
Shota's laughs sounded like music to my ears.
"Sure Aiko" he chuckled "Wanna cuddle too? We'd cuddle while watching action movies on our days off. Maybe it'll jog your memory back."
I looked at his offered arms as he signaled for a hug.
How irritating.
Must I act so affectionate with someone whom I the current me barely knows?
"Remember you tart, I'm doing this purely for my own selfish goals, don't try to butter up to me just because my body is familiar with your crude behavior" I scoffed with undying confidence.
"You're all bark, no bite" Shota said with a smile as I awkwardly tripped onto him.
"How about you try hugging a woman you've just met?!" I countered.
He countered my counter, saying that we've known each other for at least 2 years.
Like a doll, he grabbed my body and layed it on top of his torso with my head nearing his neck as he turned on the T.V.
"How vulgar" I mumbled.
"You seem like you're enjoying it though, must be pretty hard to suppress that blushing smile like always" he teased.
I buried my face in his neck.
Was I smiling?
That wasn't me, that was this absurd body.
Now I believe it more than ever; I must've been drugged with some sort of hypersexual pill that he melted in my drink or food.
I shouldn't have trusted him with the cooking.
"Whatchu wanna watch Aiko?" Shota asked as he turned his face to me while patting my head.
I can't continue being flustered just because of some past relationship, I'll show him how strong my mental fortitude really is.
I lifted my head from his neck to face him back with confidence.
I saw his tired eyes up close.
Those eyes that looked tired, sharp, yet caring and loving towards me.
His subtle facial hair that gave him an air of maturity.
His ruffled hair from waking up and not properly brushing it because it's a weekday.
I could feel his firm body even while he wore clothes.
I was laying down on top of him in such a vulgar, yet comforting cuddling position.
I felt protected all around in this position.
I felt warmth rush to my cheeks as I continued my inner thought.
I felt the toned muscles under his crumpled shirt.
I felt something firm and rigid near my thigh—
"Hold on mister!" I sat up with a frantic, blushing voice "W-what do you think you're doing?! Think I wouldn't notice you foul horndog!"
This was the first time I saw him with such a reddened face since I woke up from the hospital bed.
"It's not my fault, we used to do it everyday but I can't just force you" he muttered.
I became a crimson red.
"What sort of i-indicent thoughts do you have about me?!" I exclaimed "You won't do something to me in my sleep will you? Have you already done something?!"
"Aiko calm down, I'm not a wild animal!"
I held a pillow like a shield as I was in a defensive position at the end of the couch.
"I'd ask you before I'd do anything of the sort." He reassured "Just how little do you think of me?"
I took a moment before answering.
"You're a homeless-looking man who took me to your house, fed me food that could be drugged, and is currently sitting on the couch next to me with an obvious bo—"
"Okay okay I get it" He covered my mouth with a face redder than before "What am I supposed to do? Live in a different house?"
He has a point...
"Isn't it only logical to stimulate one's self to alleviate such phallus?" I tilted my head, stating pure facts, before realizing the meaning of my words.
Even so, he still answered honestly.
"I already—" I interrupted him this time.
"D... don't reveal such o-obscene propensities so eagerly!" I hid my face with the pillow in my hand.
"Then why ask?" He laughed with a reddened face.
"H-how lewd." I stuttered as I blushed even more.
My mind began running in its own, visualizing such an impure imagery.
He lifted the pillow to reveal my flustered expression.
"Have you fallen for me yet? You've only been here a week" he seductively spoke as I stared into his loose shirt that revealed parts of his firm muscles.
"N-no!! I'm just reactive how any other defenseless girl would act!" I defended "I refuse to fall for a l human with such lecherous cravings!"
"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm not as forceful as you think" he smiled as he got up "I'll whip us up some dinner since it's gotten a little late"
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Aiko's Fun Facts Corner!
- As a child, she was raised to have a high intellect and would be punished if she used a description word less than 5 letters or if she used the same adjective in the same day! She tries to use more casual language now and the, but old habits die hard, especially when Aizawa would always tell her the way she talks is just fine!...

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