𝓑𝓲𝓷𝓭 S. Aizawa

Chapter 126 | Criminal

       
  I snatch my chin out of his grasp and glare at him.

"Stop touching me."

He sighs, brushing me off as he lets his forearms rest on his thighs while his hands rest between them.

"Listen to me." Aizawa says sternly which compels me to really look up at him and listen. "I see you."

I burst out a laugh at that and see that his face is completely blank, but full of seriousness. I quit laughing and shrink into myself, confused. "What?"

"You are brave, nervous, paranoid, an overthinker, and very determined." My eyes pop out of my skull as he continues to speak, staring at my face. "You do things that show just how confident you are, and can push through even the worst of things."

I look away, hating how red my face is getting, I'm not sure I like him talking about me like this. Nobody has ever talked about me like this before, to my face at least.

"Look at me." He says, so softly that it surprises me and I instinctively snap my head back to him. "I don't deserve anything you could give me romantically."

I scoff, rolling my eyes. "I could have told you that one."

"Rude." He says, folding a piece of his hair behind his ear.

I watch him, not being able to help myself with how I admire him. His hair is messy, not being put up in a bun or tied back, and it lays in small curls in front of his shirt. He wears a white tank top and black sweat pants, along with, I hold in a laugh, only socks. He's in a squatting position and I can't look away from his strong shoulders and arms as he speaks to me.

"But I want to." Aizawa admits, almost catching me off guard but I reign in my reaction. "I want to be what you deserve, and I want us to create something together."

"Like a baby?" I tilt my head, trying to lighten the weird tension because I can't handle what he's making me feel.

"No-" He scoffs, which is followed by a chuckle as he brushes that off with an annoyed wave. "What do you want from me?"

He holds out his hands in a questioning gesture and all of a sudden I want to disappear. "And this matters to you now, finally?"

He briefly closes his eyes at that. "It always has you brat, I just never wanted to see it."

"Whew, what made you open your eyes so soon?" I lean forward, mocking him, realizing I still feel like hurting his feelings somehow. "Never been yelled at by a woman before?"

"I have been yelled at by many women, Elektra."

"I bet." I mutter, wishing I could cross my arms, I'm already getting annoyed by this conversation.

"I think I needed YOU to yell at me to open my eyes." He claims, his hands curling into themselves as he rests them on his thighs. "You are the change I needed, but what you ask of me is a whole lot of changes in a small amount of time."

"Hard to break old habits, huh?" I glance at him, hating how good he looks at this angle.

"Yes, actually." He runs his fingers through his hair momentarily and my eye catches on his bicep. "And you are doing the impossible for me, so I want to break these habits, but I need time."

I decide not to smack him in the face with another comeback, and instead let him speak.

"We need to work together, this cannot go only your way, what happens between us needs to be a team effort." Aizawa looks as if he had gotten closer to me but I couldn't tell, there isn't much light in here.

"Lot of talk for someone who hasn't committed to a damn thing in his life." I spat, wishing I regretted saying that but I was so angry with him I couldn't care.

His face remained cold and serious, but he sighed. "Better to start now than later."

And I couldn't disagree with that so I just stared at the hard planes of his rugged, terribly handsome face.

"I want to be real with you, and I will." He looks as if he wants to reach out and touch me but he clenches his fist.
"When I told you everything would be real that night, I truly believed in that moment what I said, was the truth."

"Oh I'm sure." I say back, nodding my head in mockery.

"But then when I woke up the next morning, everything wrong with me finally came back to the surface and reminded me what a piece of shit I was." He brushes off my comment and doesn't look at me as he speaks. "I was reminded of why something so simple would be so hard for me, and I don't want to hurt you."

He looks up at me again and our eyes meet, making me breathless for a moment.

"Hurting you-" His eyes search mine. "is the last thing I want."