I'll Spray My Love For You | Aizawa X Reader |

The Offer

Hi this is the author
I hope this will make sense at least a bit it's my first story after all...
Well hope you enjoy reading!

Y/n - your name
Y/L/n - your last name
Example - thoughts

A little background info:

Y/n is officially pronounced dead. Despite Aizawa calling her "kid" in the beginning of the story she is only 2 years younger than him. (So she is an adult!!) This story is placed BEFORE the storyline of mha, so the class 1a hasn't appeared in UA yet. Also in this Au Shota met Y/n in kindergarden and they two met Mic in middle school so they know each other.

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Alright just finish the last touches aaannnd....done.

It was a nice Sunday night and you were finishing one of your best projects so far. You were pretty glad because you didn't sleep last night.

Geez I need a coffee...

You signed the art, took a picture, grabbed your stuff and started walking towards the nearest open caffe.

You texted the person who gave you this offer and send him the picture. Around two minutes later you were send twenty bucks in your account.

He couldn't rise the price just a little? This took me goddamn 6 hours!

Annoyed you walk in the caffe and take a seat at the back. I can't really complain tho... its not like I have a choice anyways.

You let out a sigh and start reading the coffee menu. Ugh... if the prices won't stop rising soon I won't be able to get a decent coffee.

A waitress walks towards you as she notices you are a new customer.

"Good night may I take your order?"

"I'll get an Espresso"

"Alright thank you."

You stop paying attention to the waitress as your phone starts buzzing again but this time its not a message, rather a phone call.
Huh? Who could this be?
You hang up, block the number and remind yourself to call them back later.

Another waiter brings you your coffee and you only nod as "thanks".
You take a sip of your coffee and cautiously look around. You are sitting in the corner of the store where barely anyone notices you, but you can see practically the whole store. Even tho the shop is almost empty you still check. When you make sure no-one is watching you, you take out your phone and open your Instagram.

Your last post, which was posted a week ago already has 1.5 million likes, but you weren't really surprised. You know you have a lot of fans but you never bother to read the comments or react to any feedback.

You post your latest creation once again with no information. It's a picture of skull with red glowing eyes.

You put your phone back into your backpack, finish your coffee and walk out of the store.

I should get some sleep tonight.

You decide to go into the same building as always. Unnoticed.

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You walk around the apartment building and get to the fire escape stairs. You know that the alarm here is constantly turned off so you don't have to worry about it.

As your walking through the empty halls you notice that someone lost the apartment keys. I guess it's my lucky day.

You go to the third floor and search for the door 38. Cautiously and as quietly as possible you go inside of the apartment.

As you close the door, you look around in case anyone is here. The person who lives here either already left or is somewhere out probably on some party. You put your bag on the ground and make sure the sprays don't leak. Then you sit down, take out your phone and call the unknown number.

While its ringing you put your mask on to at least change your voice a little bit.

"Hello?"

"This is black sprayer. Who are you?"

"Oh so it really is your number."

"I'm not here for chit-chat, if you want an art, state the art, place and price."

"I want a simple flower in #### street."

"And the price?"

"A thousand dollars"

You slightly gasp in shock.
A thousand dollars?! That's minimally ten times more then I get equally in a month!

"Well?"

"I am taking the offer."

You hang up and lay down on the ground. I should get to work as soon as possible.

You get up, go to the bathroom and take a warm shower. After your done you go back and put on your 2nd spraying clothing, grab your notebook and start sketching a simple flower.

Around thirty minutes later you are quite satisfied with something like a simple flower. This should do it. But the more I think about it, the more it seems suspicious...

You check your clock and realise that it's 2am. Not that it matters that much. You set your timer to 2 hours and lay down on the bed and fall asleep almost instantly.

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Two hours later...

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As you hear your alarm you jump out of bed and turn it off before it can wake up anyone else. Welp that was at least some sleep. But I can't slack off. I have some work to do.

You grab your stuff and leave the apartment as quietly as possible. You decide to keep the keys of the apartment. They will be useful. At least I won't have to pick the lock every time I get here.

You run down the fire escape stairs and take the path to the #### street.