While Aizawa discusses the situation with the police to pick up the villain who attacked you, you are hidden behind the corner, leaning against the wall.
Your mind is flooded with thoughts and memories about the times before you ran away.
You remember how you met Aizawa in kindergarten.
You were sitting in the corner drawing something. People always said you were talented but at that time you didn't even know what it ment.
Your dropped one of your crayons and it started rolling away. Then a little boy with black hair picked it up and brought it back to you. "Is this yours?" You nodded and he placed it next to your hand.
Then he sat down next to you and looket at the picture. "It's pretty." You nodded in acknowledgement and contied drawing.
This went on for every day. He came to you, sat down, chatted a bit and then watched you draw.
You both went to the same elementary school and middle school.
In elementary school he usually hang out with you after school and you became incredibly close with each other.
Middle school was like a nightmare for you because you were getting injuries left and right from your dad, bullies, your own clumsiness and so on. Shota was the only one who always protected you and then patched you up.
You smile at the memory of his common fake threat.
"If you get injured one more time I will drag you to the hospital whether you like it or not!"
He never actually did it but you still aren't sure if he was joking or not.
"Are you okay?" You look up to see Aizawa standing in the corner with a slightly concerned look on his face.
"Oh? I'm fine u was just lost in thoughts"
You smile at him and take a step closer. Suddenly you fell incredibly awkward about the situation. "Umm should we go or..?" Aizawa has an empty look on his face. He doesn't look like he heard you.
"Shota?"
He quickly blinks and looks back k at you. "Yes? Did you say something?" "I asked if we should go."
For a second you see flash of sadness in his eyes but it dissapears immediately. "Right. That cut on your neck doesn't look very good so we have to get you treated. Do you remember Hizashi?"
You think back for a second, then you remember a blonde boy from middle school.
"The guy from your class?"
"Yes. He has an apartment very close from here. It's much closer than mine or yours so we should go there for today."You become a little sceptical about going to someone's house without telling them. Also the person could blow your cover and send you to the police. Aizawa notices your hesitation and places hand on your shoulder.
"Don't worry about him exposing you. He might be a loud idiot but he is an understanding person. If we explain the situation to him he will help us."
Even tho this helps you to claim down a little, you still have some doubts. But you try to put them aside for now.
You smile and quickly nod which you immediately regret as you feel pain coming from the injury. "Ow." Aizawa shakes his head. "This is what I was talking about. Come on. Let's get moving."
He gently grabs you hand and start heading to the direction of Hizashi's apartment. You feel your face blush, but you don't let go of his hands and follow him.
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As you two are standing infront of the building you look around.
It's already dark and the street lights are way too far from each other to cover the whole street. You shiver as you have a feeling someone is watching you. You look around but you don't see anything. You turn back to see Hizashi standing in the door with a very confused expression. "Aizawa? What are you doing here? And who is that?"
You quickly think about a response but Aizawa answer for you. "I will explain it to you but we don't have time for that now. She's injured." It's obvious that Mic is curious but he let's you both in and goes to grab the medical supplies. "Sit down I'll take care of it."
You and Aizawa sit on the couch in awkward silence. He turns around and leans closer to you. "Umm S-Shota?" You blush really hard surprised at the action. "I'm checking the injury, could you move you head?" You turn your head a bit to let him see. "It's not deep but you shouldn't move too much or you will injure yourself even more."
Mic walks into the room and gives the stuff to Aizawa. "Thanks."
While he is cleaning your neck, Aizawa explains the situation, how he met you, how he found out that its you, and then how he saved you today again. With every word Mic's face is more and more surprised.
"So that's kind of how we ended up here." He finishes putting the bandages on and stands up. Mic just stands there processing all of it.
Suddenly you feel so tired you almost fall asleep sitting. "You look really tired. Don't worry you can sleep." Aizawa's smile is so warm that you just can't protest. Mic puts his hand on his shoulder. "You should sleep too, it's getting...." but you don't hear the rest of the conversation as you fall asleep.
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I'll Spray My Love For You | Aizawa X Reader |
Fanfiction- This is Aizawa x quirkless street artist reader - My first story -Will take long to finish (definitely) - Expect: Cringe Bad grammar (English is my 2nd language) Bad/boring plot twist? Y/n uses pronounces She/Her (I do this because its easier for...