Aizawa x [SUICIDAL] female reader

20

It was finally a peaceful morning. 

My head was on Aizawa's chest and I continue listening to his breathing. 

The sunlight slowly shines through the window and I groan quietly and move my head out of the sunlight. 

Aizawa puts his hand on my shoulder and pulls me closer. 

He groans quietly and I nuzzle my head into the nape of his neck, still not opening my eyes. 

He sighs quietly, thankful it was a Saturday. 

The bedroom door suddenly slams open and we jolt awake and sit up. 

Only to see Present Mic at the door with a furious look.

'Shit-'

'You told me that you were done with her!'

My ears pin to my head and I get out of bed and stand up. Thank god I have clothes on, I must've done it late last night. 

'What?' I quietly say, looking at Shota. His eyes were switching between the two of us.

'Y/n.' He quietly says, his eyebrows furrowing together. 

I slowly shake my head, tears filling my eyes. 

'Y/n, that is not true.' Aizawa says, getting out of bed. Thank god he is wearing pants. 

'You told me that you had broken up with her weeks ago! Specifically right after our conversation!' Mic snaps, glaring at me. 

My tail starts to sway from side to side. 

I grab my phone and exit the room and I hear Aizawa speed walk after me. 

I was about to open the front door when Aizawa grabs my wrist which cause me to look at him. 

'Don't leave.' He says semi-desperately, he grips onto my wrist tighter. 

'I'm sorry Sho.' I whisper, I pull my wrist out of his grip and leave.