The Hidden Stash

S. Aizawa | Mine

Contains: Bottom!Reader, teacher X student, possessiveness, kinda manipulation, taboo

Quirk: Shape shifting
Context: You're 18, Aizawa's 30 (gasp!)
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Jumping out the dorm window, you hide in the shadows and walks towards the school fence. You avoid the cameras and walks within the blind spots until finally jumping over the fence and escaping the wretched school of UA. It's a Friday so if you get too drunk, you won't have to worry much about getting caught.

As that thought passes your mind, you quickly check my pockets for your fake ID. Rubbing your hand over your jean bottoms, you feel the outline of a wallet and pull it out. After double checking the date of birth on the fake ID you shove it back in your pocket and continue on your way.

As you walk down the empty sidewalk toward the club, you shape shift into a male in his late 20s with [different h/c] hair - which is also the guy on the ID. You roll your shoulders and get used to the body before walking up to the entrance and showing them your ID. With little hesitation, you're allowed inside.

Music blasts throughout the room as you maneuver through the mounds of people and walk towards the bar. Not many people sit there, nearly everyone is dancing... but then you catch my eye on him. A tired yet handsome man with long black hair sitting at the bar with a drink in his hand. Immediately you recognize him as your homeroom teacher... Shouta Aizawa.

You've had a crush on this man since forever. Unfortunately because he's your teacher, any relationship between you two is strictly professional and anything more is very illegal. So you sat at your desk in sorrow, deciding to wait for graduation to finally make a move. But with this opportunity, you just couldn't pass it up. Shouta could be yours, and he wouldn't know it.

Sure it seems like a real douchey thing to do, tricking him and all... but... as long as it's just a one night stand, it shouldn't be too bad right? No strings attached, blow and go, you know?

You shake your head of its thoughts and put on your facade, moving to sit beside the handsome male and ordering a drink like you didn't just plan to take advantage of your teacher. He glances at you before looking back at his beer, his eye bags almost enhanced in the harsh lighting.

You turn towards him, your head on your hand as you look him over, "What's got you all stressed out, handsome?" You flirt boldly, the fact that this isn't your real body makes you way more confident.

Shouta takes a sip of his drink before looking at you with a bored expression, "Work." He says simply.

You smile and look into his eyes, playfulness evident on your face, "Mm yeah, I get that." A drink is set down in front of you and you thank the bartender. As you take a sip you see Shouta eyeing you, "So, you plan on drinking your stress away or have you got something else in mind, hm?" You say as you set the drink down and turn towards him again.

He moves his gaze towards your legs, your foot brushing his subtly, "Well, I guess that depends on if anyone catches my eye."

You lean forward and put your hand on his thigh, "No need to look to far, maybe they're right in front of you." You move back and gulp down the rest of your drink. The burning crawls down your throat and you set down the empty drink with a thud. You glance at Shouta whose watching you with slight interest, "Want a shot or two? It's on me." He nods.

The time passes quickly, after downing a few shots you both end up dancing on the dance floor. Your body's move together as you grind on one another, the music ringing in your ears. It feels as if you're the only ones there when his hands hold your waist. He moves his head down to kiss your neck while his hands squeeze your butt. You grab his hair and look at him with desire as your bring him into a deep kiss.