AizawaXreader (yandere y/n)

The Plan

After about an hour of just filling out paperwork your stomach growls. "S-sorry. Usually I eat something closer to the end of my shift but...well you know." Aizawa doesn't say anything at first the only sound is his pen scratching against the paper until finally it stops. He held his hand out toward you immediately a freeze response takes over you. 'Does he want me or the clipboard? Am I in trouble?' He sees the panic rising in you and looks around before squatting down in front of you so that his eyes can lock onto yours.

"I'll take the papers for you and then we will get something to eat. I definitely need something in my stomach too." You nod and hand him the clipboard with shaky hands that don't go unnoticed. He hates that he can not hold you close. As he walks away, for the first time he feels what he believes has to be love and actually wishes he'd chosen to be something or someone else. 'I just want to make it all go away for you.' He thinks to himself with a sigh. 

You sit in the waiting room your tails swishing nervously but still present with him near. You begin to wonder if this makes him hate you. You think of all the ways you're probably inconveniencing him. You feel your shoulders slump even further than before almost as if you're trying to force yourself smaller and smaller when suddenly a villain gets pushed through a door and you shift straight into fox form tangled in your clothing you panic and hide under the chair you were previously sitting in. 

The villain is loud and unruly at first but than suddenly he morphs into a different creature one with red eyes and dinosaur like wings if you were human you'd likely scream but Kitsune's cunning has your back. Aizawa runs from the room he had been in discussing things with the chief. Panic gripped his heart and sent his feet flying without thought. 'Where is she?!' His mind screams and upon seeing the villain he freezes the man's quirk so that the lizard thing turns right back into a human. His quirk seems similar to yours in that he's left naked like you are after a transformation.

Aizawa wants to look away. He wants to find you and hold you and while he fights his urges you find yourself fighting Kistune's. Your fox instincts tell you to stay hidden in safety so that your beloved can rescue you on his own but your emotional brain only wants to run to him now in fact the two sides are so strong you feel as if you could be ripped in half by longing alone.

"Thanks eraser. That came out of nowhere!" A cop exclaims before putting the guy in cuffs and dragging him down a hallway. "I'll get you some uh clothes." You hear the cop say who you realize is really young and probably a newbie. "Bet that freaked him out." You hear a woman say and at that moment you rush toward your beloved sitting at his feet. "He should probably try to understand who he has in custody enough to handle them next time." Is all Aizawa says before looking down at you. "Let's go." 

He grabs your clothes from the chair you'd been sitting in lets you into his car and stands with his back against your door in an effort to block anyone from catching a glimpse of you. He thinks about the situation you're both in and sighs deeply his shoulders and head slumping forward against the weight of decisions he has to make and make fast. Decisions he wishes didn't exist at all. Deep in thought he barely hears your little tap on the window acknowledging to him that you're ready. 

He hops in the car and drives off without saying a word You see him driving more into the city when suddenly he makes a U-Turn and stomps on the gas. You gasp and look over at him. "Where are you taking me?!" You demand to know as his speedometer nears 90 mph. "Do you trust me?" He asks glancing over at you to which you nod biting your lip. "Of course I do." You say with absolute conviction. 

He pulls into the driveway of a huge house and puts the car in park. "Fox up and get in this bag." He instructs. Though you feel unsure of what's going on you truly meant that you trust him and so you do as he tells you. The bag is cramped and a bit painful but you can tell he is handling you with as much care as possible. Your tails stick out but due to him already feeling bad about what he's asked you to do he doesn't mention it only proceeds to carry you into the house. 

 He lets you out and stands back you morph back into a human and slam your naked body into him without thought. He pulls you into a tight embrace your quivering frame tells him how upset you are and it breaks his heart. "I'm sorry." He says just like at the police station but at the moment it's simply all that he can think to say. You look up at him and press your lips to his desperate to feel like you're still his after all that's happened. 

He kisses you back grabbing your hair in his hand while the other rests on your hip. You pull away to catch your breath and he looks deeply into your eyes. "I am so glad you are safe." He whispers against your mouth as he leans in for yet another passionate kiss. You guys stand like this for a minute your lips locked and your hearts on fire for one another. You wish this moment could last forever. You wish this could've been how it always was...but reality just isn't that kind.

"Let me make us dinner Y/N." He says stroking your cheek. Giving a small nod you look around for your clothes but instead he removes his shirt and hands it to you. "You'll look so cute in this." He says with a smirk before grabbing your hand and leading you a few rooms away into the kitchen. You pull his shirt over your head blushing madly and standing exactly where he left you unsure of what to do. 

Anxiety circles around your mind and coils up in your stomach as you assess  the six different seating options; three at his island and three at a small table off to the side. He looks over at you giving a gentle smile that melts your heart. "You can sit where you'd like. Oh and if he asks we couldn't find many places open and got caught up in line at a ramen shop." You nod giving a half hearted smile. "Sounds like a pretty solid lie." He nods and turns to his fridge. "Ever had italian food?" You look up eyes shining with excitement. "No! But I've always wanted to try! There was a place I saw once but I got nervous and went home instead." He smiles liking that he gets to show you a new experience as he gets out some cheeses and thawed chicken. 

"I never pegged you as a cooking guy." He smiles at the comment pulling his hair back to keep it out of his eyes while he works. "Oh? So what did you think I eat?" Amusement peppers the question and you blush realizing how silly it was to assume such a thing about someone. "I guess I just assumed microwave meals and takeout, like most dudes I've met." Your laugh makes his heart soar in a way he knows only you are capable. "I hope you like this old man's cooking." He says with a hearty laugh while you stare at him with dreamy eyes. "If you fed me dirt I'd probably say thank you." You both laugh at the joke while he pushes some onion from his cutting board into the huge pot.