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You looked down and frowned at the messy table that a group of young teenagers had just left for you to clean up with no tip.
You scratched the top of your head and then started dumping all the garbage onto one plate and stacking the plates. You brought those to the sink behind the counter and then started walking back over, looking down at the ground and muttering to yourself.
When you looked back up you saw Aizawa leaning against the table that you were just cleaning.
You smiled at him. "When'd you get there?"
"When I saw them leave you with this mess I came over" He said. "I hate kids"
You laughed. "You're a teacher"
He shrugged. "Still hate kids"
You pouted. "And you're so good with Haru"
"Haru doesn't count, he's my friend. I still hate kids." He said.
You laughed again and covered your hand with your mouth. "I don't like other people's kids usually." You said quietly, like it was a secret. "I only like my kid"
Aizawa grinned at you. "Makes sense." He nodded towards the table and went to pick up most of the garbage that was left on the table. "Let me help you with this"
"No! No!" You waved his hands away. "I'll do it, you're a customer, go sit in your booth"
"You're the only waitress here, I can help you" He said, picking up the garbage anyway.
You sighed. "Aizawaa"
"Don't whine at me" He said.
You poked him as he walked past you again and grabbed more garbage from a different table. "Sit down"
"Go help your tables" He said. "They're waiting"
You looked over and saw that he was right. "Please sit down"
He didn't even look at you. "You know I won't"
You smiled and rolled your eyes as you walked away, going to tend to your tables.
When you came back Aizawa had a nice stack of plates with a piles of cutlery at the top. There was no more garbage on the tables, they just had to be wiped down- he didn't have the supplies to wipe them down.
"Am I allowed to go behind the counter?" He asked curiously. "Because I was gonna go put the dishes in the sink but I don't wanna get you in trouble"
You stuck your tongue out at him. "No, you're not allowed behind the counter"
"Now is that true or am I gonna have to ask Hana?" He asked.
You gave him a look and put your hand on your hip. "You don't believe me?"
Aizawa shook his head. "You just don't want me to wash the dishes"
You also shook your head. "Go sit down in your booth"
"See?" He asked as he went over to his booth, sinking down into the seat with a disappointed look on his face. "I'm gonna have to ask Hana, I think you're a little liar"
You laughed when you heard that. "A little liar?!"
Aizawa smirked at you. "Yeah, you're a little liar. I'm gonna ask Hana and then I'm gonna help you when you need help around here"
You carried the stack of plates he made over to the sink and dropped them in. Then you grabbed the stuff to wipe down the tables from behind the counter and walked back over.
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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