BNHA - Random Shots

Aizawa | Poisonous Love pt.1

Being a teacher at UA wasn't nice in the black haired man's opinion, it was annoying, stressing, disturbing but he loved those problematic children though he would have to either punch someone to let out all those emotions mentioned or drink a cup of black and bitter coffee, which is what he would be doing right now as he sat on his regular seat in the cafe he always visited.

It was around four in the evening therefore the streets of the city wasn't that crowded as the orange-pink rays of sun bathed the city, it's a calming and beautiful sight to watch specially with the quiteness and coziness the cafe provided, one of the other reasons the older loves to visit this place.

He rests he chin on his palm as he keeps to stare at the other side of the window, it has only been a couple of seconds since he entered the building and he wasn't ready to order just yet, he wanted to keep the quiteness as how it was at that moment.

"Aizawa-sensei," that was until he heard a voice next to him, a voice that was a smooth cotton blanket that always wrapped around him. He turned his head towards the person, his chin still on his palm and his face bored and expressionless as he watched the young woman serve his cup of coffee.

"You are early, Y/N." he commented, still observing your every movement.

"Mm, it was supposed to be my day off." you gently slide the beverage towards him, careful not to spill anything. "But I got bored," your voice was indeed smooth his ears as well as your presence, it's just that when you are in a bad mood it's where things take another turn.

Specially, because of your quirk.

He exhale in delight as he took the first sip of his hot drink, closing his eyes in the process. "It's good as always."

You nodded your head slightly, "Thanks." you took his chin between your fingers, you body leaning slightly over the table to examine his face better. You gaze was one of the things he hated from you, it was venomous because of your quirk in short you are like a snake; you hipnotize with your beautiful eyes that can change color, you have fangs and when you want to attack you nails grow long which are also poisonous to the slight touch. Right now, your nails grew an your eyes shined of anger this is the gaze that the older hated. "But you look more horrible than before," you said low your voice coming out rusty.

You don't want to eat him, nor that you eat people alive, you are just mad that he doesn't take the necessary rest that he needs. He looks older than what he is supposed to be, but as much as you want to rip his head of for not listening to you, you can't. He is, obviously, stronger in every single aspect.

He held your wrist firmly, "I already know that you old hag," he pushed you away gently.

You sighed, it was no use arguing with him, you learned that a while ago. "You have been eating at least?" you asked worried, said expression did not show on your face or voice but the older knew you were.

"Yeah, but might as well drop some of your curry at my work once in a while would you?" he raised an eyebrow looking at you while drinking some of his coffee again, you rolled your eyes.

"I will see what I can do," you said whilst picking up the tray. "Call me if you need anything," you said and went back to work, not waiting for the other to reply nor that he would verbally do so either.

Aizawa never liked that cafe because of how they served and prepared the coffee, that was until a rainy day he waited inside the cafe and he was soking wet when you offered him a blanket and a cup of coffee, that's where a connection grew between the two of you plus he loved the taste of your coffee, that's a bonus. You are slightly opposite poles and you are both able to understand each other without looking or talking to one another, he could read you like an open book and so could you that's why he only asks you to prepare and serve his coffee, he doesn't trust anyone else and we all know that Shota Aizawa, doesn't trust everyone in the world.

He was lost in his thoughts, moving in circles the cup on the table as he stared outside again, dark clouds were starting to rule upon the skies as he heard the bell of the local place ring.

His attention was drawn towards the door, where he saw your figure exiting the place. He took his wallet out, placing the bills on the table and stood up while he putted on his coat.

There was no reason for him to be there anymore.

The bell rang once again over his head s he stepped out of te local place, a humid breeze hitting his nose that he inhale to make his eyes even more tired. He should have take a leave or something, he needs some vacations.

A yawn scapes his lips, taking his first step he heard a crunch under his shoe, looking at what it was it was a shining object. Confused he kneeled down to grab said object, it was a bracelet which was made out of a strange black material, luckily, it wasn't broken.

"It's nice," he spoke to himself standing up and started walking towards his house, the bracelet still in his hands as he examine it. "And it looks really cheap to be so shinny," he said again, some who heard that and passed next to him snorted. "But to who it belongs?" he wondered.

It wouldn't be hard to figure out that though, just take it to the police and let them search for the owner or take it to a pawn shop where he could know of what the hell this thing was made of.

"Hm," he slightly smiled shoving the bracelet inside his pocket, he could do that later, right now, he is trying to get home and collapse into either his couch or his bed.

| Dadzawa and a beautiful snake
what a good combination in my opinion
Tee-hee |