Stuck To Me || Aizawa Shouta x Student Reader

Chapter eight

I'm Moving today; YN said I could live with her. Hopefully, not for long; I will try and get a job and save for an apartment. And this time, I won't have to get fired for missing my shifts .

I've had many jobs but not for long. Mainly because of having to take care of my mother. 'Good, she's not here; if she found out I was leaving, I think she'd kill me.' I chuckled at my thought. My phone started ringing, answering I heard YN.

"Hay cuz, I'm coming to help pack; I'll be there in five," my cousin shouted into the phone, putting a smile on my face.

"yes, I'll be waiting; bye," I said quietly and hung up.

After waiting by the window for ten minutes, I finally saw a black car pull up.

Running to the door and opening it. jumping at the sight of a hairy black-haired man.

"Hello, I'm Shouta Aizawa," He said dully, walking into the house.

'What the hell is happening right now,' I thought. Looking behind the trespassers, I saw my H/C-haired cousin. With a huge smile plastered to her face, she quickly hugged me.

"YN, help me. There's a homeless man in the house." I said in all seriousness.

"Are you serious right now? That's grandfather to you; respect your elders." The girl laughed.

"I heard that... I'm not an elder." The man responded to the accusation.

"Ahh, whatever to him you are." The two bickered as they left the doorway and walked to my room.
We were all almost done packing when curiosity hit me.

"Hay grandpa are you the person that's taking care of YN," the other two heads in the room peeked up.

The man seemed to think for a second.

"Yes, I am, I suppose. Why," Aizawa replied.

"What classes do you teach?" I questioned, remembering YN mentioning something about that.

"I'm the homeroom teacher for class 1-A," the man said as I hummed in response, freaking out inside.

'if I can make him like me, maybe I could get into the hero cores. But I just called him Grandpa. Oh my god, I'm so screwed. I'm never going to be let in now.'
My line of thought broke as I heard the front door unlock.

Aizawa's POV || TW cringe

Looking around Shinso's room, I couldn't help but notice how clean it was compared to the rest of the home. 'At least he is somewhat clean', I thought; I don't think I could live with a slob. But then again, I live with YN, and she's pretty messy.' I thought but snapped out of it when I heard keys jingling.

Looking around, I saw YN and Shinso panic. Shinso rushed to the door, and YN pulled me into Shinso's now empty closet.

'The closet it's so tiny I can barely fit myself; how is she going to?' I thought, with her trying to close the door, I felt her body pressed on mine.

Looking over her body, I had never realised, how good it looked and it felt good too.

The door creaked from how packed the closet was, making her squirm around to make room. The door clicked shut.

"Stop that, hm..." i said my voice coming out breathy as I squeezed her waist tightly, as one of my legs between hers.

"Sorry..." she whispered, wincing and looking away, red.

"Why are we in here," I asked.

"My aunt is back; she's bad," YN said.

"How ?" I questioned the obvious.