only reason this chapter took so long was cuz i didn't know what to call his um- so i'm just saying dick. i do not care. if it autocorrects to duck don't laugh. maybe a little.
more than 4000 words.
we going fast.
seatbelts.
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As soon as you got into Aizawa's house you got to work taking off the damn heels while he took off his suit jacket.
"Never again" You said as you shook your head. "Never wearing Hana's shoes again."
"You did pretty good in them" Aizawa said as he locked the front door.
You huffed, finally free of the heels. "I agree, but they were so uncomfortable"
Aizawa chuckled at your agreement and then gestured towards the kitchen with a nod. "Would you like a drink?"
"Didn't I tell you I don't drink?" You asked, still following him into the kitchen when he walked towards it.
"You did" He said as he opened the fridge. "I wasn't talking about alcohol"
You smiled when you saw the inside of his fridge. "You have juice boxes and apple sauce pouches" You said, nudging him with your elbow.
"They're good" He said with a shrug. "Do you want anything?"
He had a few other drink choices, water bottles, iced teas, and more juice, but you already had set eyes on the juice boxes.
"I'll have a juice box" You said.
Aizawa reached into the fridge and grabbed two juice boxes, he handed one to you and closed the fridge.
You opened your juice box and started sipping it, Aizawa did the same.
"This is good" You said.
Aizawa nodded and smiled at you. "It is"
You leaned against the countertop behind you and smiled back at him. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" You asked.
"Like what?" He asked, doing it again, confirming that he was doing it on purpose.
Your cheeks were definitely heating up. His eyes looked over you as if they were undressing you, and shit at this point you wouldn't mind if he did undress you.
"Like you wanna undress me" You said without thinking, the words just spilled out of your mouth like a liquid.
"Do you want me to undress you?" Aizawa asked, taking you completely off guard. You weren't expecting a question to be thrown back at you so quickly.
You pulled your bottom lip into your mouth a bit and looked him up and down, the same way he had been looking at you all night.
"I wouldn't be against it" You said quietly.
Getting shy at your own flirting, you turned your head away, unable to look him in the eye any longer.
"A little louder?" Aizawa asked, taking a step towards you as if to hear better.
You shook your head. "Don't do that"
"Do what?" He asked.
You pouted. "I don't wanna say it again"
You knew that he heard you, he was just looking for a chance to move closer to you. And now he wanted you to repeat yourself just so he could watch you get embarrassed.
"How am I supposed to know what to do then?" He asked.
You huffed and closed your eyes, turning your head again. "Undress me damnit"
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Second Chance | Aizawaxreader
FanfictionShota Aizawa has been visiting this cafe for weeks, trying to gain the courage to ask one of the waitresses out. There's just one problem, there's a ring on her finger. TW: domestic abuse, substance abuse, sa, talk of rape
