Aizawa Oneshots and More

Day of Birth (NSFW)

HI GUYS so this uh is probably my first time officially writing something like this?? SO please bear with me <3 I know, the title is kinda silly, but my brain is fried after a whole day of writing, so this is what you're getting. 

Aizawa x M! Reader requested by Ravinnxia!

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The sun barely peeks over the horizon, casting a soft, golden glow through the curtains of your shared apartment. You slowly pull yourself out of bed, careful not to disturb Aizawa, who's still fast asleep, wrapped in the blankets with his usual disheveled look. It's rare to see him this peaceful, his usual stern expression softened by sleep. You pause for a moment, watching him, a small smile tugging at your lips.

Quietly slipping out of the room, you head towards the kitchen. It's his birthday, and while Aizawa doesn't like a fuss, you still want to do something special for him. Breakfast in bed seems like the perfect balance – thoughtful, but not over the top.

You start with something simple: eggs, toast, and a bit of miso soup – his favourites. The kitchen fills with the familiar aromas, and you feel a sense of calm knowing this is something Aizawa will actually appreciate. As you cook, you think back to how much he's done for you, always the strong, stoic presence in your life. This is your way of showing him you care, without pushing him out of his comfort zone.

Once everything is ready, you arrange it on a tray, adding a cup of his favourite coffee. With a careful hand, you make your way back to the bedroom. Aizawa is still asleep, but the soft creak of the door and the scent of food seems to stir him awake. He opens one eye, his brow furrowing as he sees you standing there.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty," you say softly, holding up the tray with a grin. "Happy birthday."

Aizawa blinks at you for a moment, still groggy from sleep, but there's a flicker of surprise in his eyes as he glances down at the tray. You place it gently on his lap before leaning in, pressing a soft kiss to his temple. "Happy birthday," you murmur again, pulling away just enough to catch the small, genuine smile he reserves for moments like this.

He doesn't say much – he never does – but his hand comes up to rest on your wrist, giving it a light squeeze before he starts eating. You watch him for a bit, sitting on the edge of the bed as he digs into the breakfast you made with such care. The two of you sit in comfortable silence, the morning light casting a warm glow across the room.

After he finishes, Aizawa leans back against the headboard, exhaling a long, contented sigh. He glances over at you, his dark eyes still soft with affection, though there's a hint of reluctance when he speaks. "Thanks for this," he says quietly. "But I've got some paperwork to finish before I can fully relax."

You frown a little, tilting your head as you watch him. "It's your birthday, Shota. Can't you let it wait until tomorrow?"

He runs a hand through his messy hair, clearly wishing he could. "If I don't get it done now, it'll pile up."

His voice is calm, but you can hear the exhaustion lingering beneath it. Aizawa is always putting work first, even on days meant for rest. It's one of the things you admire about him, but today, you can't help but feel a bit frustrated on his behalf. Still, you understand – it's just who he is.

Besides, his focus on working means you have time to... prepare yourself.

"Well, alright..." you say softly, leaning in to press another kiss to his temple. "Just don't overwork yourself today. I'll be watching you."