Aizawa x Reader (First Person POV/Lemon&Fluff)

Roommates (lemon)

You had moved in with Aizawa just a few days ago. In all honesty, you really didn't think Aizawa would let you bunk with him in his apartment because you were co-workers and all. Though... Thinking about it now, you did get fired close your house, and was at risk of being homeless. So... Maybe it was just a coincidence or out of the goodness of his heart that he let you stay with him?

You shrugged as you were unpacking your things. "Shouldn't over think it too much." You assured yourself. You had a bad habit of overthinking.

"Hey, y/n." Aizawa's voice called from the doorway.

You looked over to see him leaning on the doorframe with a 'no shits given' type face. It was kinda sad to you because... Well... You did like him. You liked him a lot.

"Yeah?" You asked with a tilt of your head.

"Do you want me to stay home tonight and help you unpack or...?" He raised an eyebrow as he asked his question.

You rubbed your neck and looked around. "Mmmmm... Not... Really... But... If you want to you can..." You smiled at him.

He looked around at your minimal progress and you were convinced her felt sorry for you or just thought you were lazy because he sighed after looking around and went over to you.

"I'll stay and help." He said with a plain face.

You nodded, because saying anything about his plain face or what you thought was his pity would've made you cry.

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You laid on the floor asleep, your bed hadn't arrived yet and after 2 and a half hours of working on your bedroom, you and Aizawa both were pooped.

Aizawa rested his head on your stomach, asleep, and you slept with a hand on his shoulder and another behind your head. You wanted to make sure Aizawa was okay, in the back of your head, but in the front you convinced yourself that it was just you being weird.

It hadn't been more than an hour since you fell asleep and you would've stayed asleep if it hadn't been for your stomach growling. You popped up and grabbed your stomach, Aizawa's head smacked the floor audibly and it was no time before he sat up and looked at you.

"What the hell was that for!?" He huffed as he held his head.

"S-Sorry!" You couldn't help but giggle under your breath as you faced him. "I... Uh... I'm just hungry and I forgot you were laying there."

Aizawa sighed and stood up. "I'll order a pizza." He stared at you for what seemed like ages and it was only after you noticed Aizawa's blush that you realized one of your breasts had escaped it's snug prison.

Your face got bright red and you quickly pushed it back into your shirt. You were a sputtery mess and you couldn't get any words out. Aizawa looked around frantically for something to talk about and soon landed on your caticorn brush.

"N-Nice brush." He said but quickly regretted it and left.

You mentally beat yourself for not realizing sooner and hiding your breast from sight before he looked at you. But, what's done is done. You stood up and walked to your door, hearing Aizawa ordering the pizza and soon hang up, you peeked out.