Thanks to the Elevator

Chapter 4

CW: Cursing. NSFW. Suggestive talk, heterosexual sex. 

Don't read if you're a minor.

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For several minutes, neither of you said anything else. Shouta kept a steady pace as he concentrated on the traffic. Now and then, however, you would catch him glancing at you through the corner of his eye, a smirk playing around his lips as he observed your features, watching as you pursed your lips, trying to fight back the smile forming on them.

He would then turn his attention back to the road as though nothing had happened, and you kept silent as well, staring ahead of you, though you were rather excited.

And that feeling lasted until you finally reached the place he was supposed to surprise you at;

"Here we are." He said, parking the car and getting out to open the door for you. And with his hand extended towards you, he waited for you to climb out and follow suit. The two of you headed to the entrance of an elegant restaurant. You could tell by his choice of place that it had a reputation in the area, not too shabby for a high-class restaurant, which was a good surprise, though.

"Shall we?" He asked softly, holding out his arm for you. You nodded and placed your hand gently on his biceps. "Yeah," you agreed, walking beside him.

The restaurant was significantly quiet, aside from some people's chattering. But your companion didn't seem too bothered by that. Instead, he seemed pleased. Maybe he was enjoying himself, after all.

After entering the establishment, you headed toward the front counter. The hostess greeted you politely before leading you through the ornamented halls to a secluded table by the window. And the view was stunning: pruned trees and pretty flowers covered the exterior area of the restaurant. Strings of soft light covered most of the bushes, and the flowers covered even the hollowed-out wooden ceiling.

You were brought back from your appeal as Shouta pulled out a chair for you, offering you a seat. You thanked him as you sat down. Then, the ravenette sat across from you, resting against the chairback, his eyes scanning you as if analyzing what you might want him to say.

His gaze was intense, and you felt shyness wash over you, forcing you to look away with your cheeks tinted pink. That action caused a subtle smirk to shine on Shouta's face, which went unnoticed as you tried to distract yourself from your nervousness by taking in the place's beauty.

The inside was just as breathtaking as the outside. The light there was dim, and a yellowish hint provided just the right amount of warmth to the ambiance. The ceiling was high, made of spaces interspersed between wood and glass. The romantic aura filled the air.

Aizawa was about to comment when a waitress came by to set a menu in front of each of you, giving a polite greeting and a nod before leaving. You glanced at the man and graced him with a half smile; before lowering your gaze back to the menu.

After a couple of minutes, you finally lifted your gaze again, looking over at Shouta, who had been reading the menu silently for a while now, and a smirk formed on your lips as a new idea entered your mind. You leaned forward, placing your elbows on the table and resting your chin on your hands. And he lifted his gaze, locking eyes with you.

"Yes?" He asked, raising an eyebrow in what you assumed was suspicion.

"Is this how you usually behave around women?" You teased. You could've sworn you heard him snicker a little, but you couldn't be sure.

After a short moment, he answered your question, averting your gaze as he looked back at his menu.

"No."