Long Nights - Fluff

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Hizashi Yamada was laying in his bed, tossing and turning, hoping sleep would overtake him soon. He couldn't stop thinking, his mind was almost as loud as his voice. The echos of his thoughts bounced around his brain, and they wouldn't seem to slow themselves, nor lose momentum. He opened his eyes to stare at his window, the curtains were almost pulled shut, but not quite all the way. The light from the streetlights and the city that was under him shined through ever so slightly. He pulled the covers over his eyes.

He started to shut his eyes again as he heard a knock at his door.

"Shōta?" Hizashi sleepily called out.

"Yeah, can I come in?" The man responded, sounding awake and alert as ever.

"Uh, sure!" Hizashi scrambled to sit up as Aizawa opened the door. He combed his hand through his hair to make himself look half presentable. As it became more common for Shōta to come in his room, Hizashi stopped caring as much, but he still wanted to look good.

Aizawa walked in the door, closing it gently behind himself. He looked nervous, sleep deprived, and gorgeous. Hizashi couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat as he thought this.

"Can I sit?" He motioned to Hizashi's bed. The blonde man nodded and made some room for Shōta to lay next to him.

"What's up?" Hizashi asked, facing Aizawa. His roommate looked back to him, and before Aizawa knew it, he had put his hand on Hizashi's face. And just as he started to say "Shō-" he was cut off by a kiss.

At first, Hizashi wanted to pull away. At least, that's what Aizawa assumed. But then he started to lean in, migrating his hands to the other man's chest. Hizashi ran his hands under Shōta's clothes before he pulled away, holding Hizashi's face still.

"Sorry, I- I don't know what came over me." Aizawa sputtered. This was the first time he felt unsure around Zashi. Ever since they met, Aizawa always felt so sure around the other man.

They were a team, best friends, classmates. But Aizawa wanted more. He had wanted to kiss him for months now.

"Why are you sorry? Shō, I'm in love with you. I thought you would've noticed by now-" Hizashi laughed. The other man was visibly shocked.

"I- I never knew. I've been in love with you, too, Zashi." Hizashi smiled as Aizawa said this. He has never seen any sign that this was coming at all, let alone tonight.

"Can I?" Hizashi began to lay on Shōta's chest. Aizawa nodded and wrapped his arm around him.

They both fell asleep much easier after that, with Aizawa playing with Hizashi's hair.

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