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

Our Encounter

As your walking through the empty streets some unwanted memories start to flow up in your mind. Your family, the middle school... him.. Ugh Y/n stop thinking about him. Its over. You can't show yourself. You would put both yourself and him in danger.

You finally get to the street.
You look around searching for a nice spot to spray at. Ooo that one will do!You take out your spray collection, plug in your headphones play *your favourite song/playlist* put on your mask and hoodie and start painting.

Around ten minutes later you are done and you step back to take a look. This is pretty amateur.. it looks like a child painting... ugh I didn't do too well this time...

You hear footsteps behind you so you quickly turn around

"Well well well. A nice picture we have hmm?"

"Who are you?"

"Oh that's not important, boss told me you'll be here so it gives me the opportunity to kill you right here right now and man! The amount of money he'll give me for this? Damn."

Oh sh!t that's not good... Wait- is that a gun?!

The villain quickly shoots towards you three times. Two of the bullets hit your leg as you jump out of the way in attempt to doge. You hit the ground hard. "F*ck. Ugh god damn it that hurts as hell..." Your trying to crawl away but he steps on your back with a smirk "Now now.. we don't want our little target to get away do we?" You try to wiggle out from below his foot but it's no use and it just makes your leg hurt even more. "LET ME GO YOU A$SHOLE!"

He points the gun at your head. You freeze in fear. The thoughts start rushing through your head. This is it. That's it. This is the end. I'm going to die here. There's no way out.

You close your eyes accepting your end and just waiting for the gunshot.
But instead you hear the villain yell and start swearing as the pressure on your back disappears. What the-

You turn around to see a man standing infront of you and just finishing tying up the villain who attacked you. You look more closely and realise that it's not a rope but rather a scarf.

Are you alright kid?"
Without turning around he asks. "Uhh Yea I'm fine- ugh ow!" You try to get up but your injured leg protests vert quickly.

He turnes to look at you and watches you as you struggle to move. "Don't get up, you'll make it worse."

Despite your annoyance of being told "what to do" you carefully sit back down. The man turns back around and knocks out the villain leaving him just lay there.

You could swear you saw the man's hair flow up for a second. Its really dark so you couldn't really see him too well. You think about how was that possible. It's not that windy today. Ugh Y/n stop being an idiot. Obviously it's possible he has a quirk.

The man turnes around, walks towards you and leans down to look at your leg. "That looks pretty bad, we should get you to the hospital kid." You take a while to realise what he just said. "Wait no no no! Absolutely not! I-Im fine!"

You start getting anxious about the situation you got yourself into. If you go to the hospital they will want to see your personal information but you are officially dead, which would blow up your cover for the past ten years.

"Uhh you sure your okay? Its fine if you don't want to look weak kid. I don't really care."

You try to get up again (successfully this time) and finally take a look good at him. "I said I am fi-"

In the middle of your sentence he takes off his glasses and that's when you finally recognise him. The shock completely paralyzes you because you thought you would never see this face again. The memories you thought you locked in you mind forever suddenly blow in your head all at once. The little kid you met in kindergarten. The boy who was one of the few who hang out with you in elementary school. The person who protected you from the bullies in middle shool. The one you fell so deeply in love with. The only person that ever really cared about you. The only one you were sad about when having to dissappear.

You can't believe it. The long black messy hair. The dark tired eyes. The black baggy clothes. The cold attitude.

There is no way.
There is NO way.

"Shota..?"

He looks surprised. "Uhh when did I told you my name kid?"

Oh god I said it out loud?! You once again froze from the anxiety you got in that moment. "Uhh I saw it on the Internet somewhere. Sorry"

He sight with obvious annoyance about this information. "It's fine... just call me Eraserhead"

"Right..." You look down and mumble response while trying to walk away but he stops you. "Hold on where do you think you're going?"
You turn around with annoyed look on your face.
"Uh.. home? Where else?"

He shakes his head in obvious disagreement. "Yea no that's not happening. You either go to the hospital or I will drag you there."

You start giggling, because you remember that he used this threat every time you would get injured, never actually meaning it. "What?" Clearly annoyed his response sounds even colder than usually. "I am not joking. I will literally tie you up and drag you to the hospital if you like it or not."

Now you are already cracking with laughter almost crying on the ground. You just can't help yourself.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"

You, still giggling simply respond with... "You'll never know" ...and then walk away (or limp away) like nothing happened leaving Eraserhead standing there confused. Last thing you hear is him mumble "kids these days" and then calling the police to pick up the villain.