My Hero Academia x Reader One-shots

Better Love (Aizawa Shouta x Reader)

A/N: It's probably impossible not to love Aizawa. As always, I don't own My Hero Academia, any of its characters, or the song "Better Love" by Hozier. Enjoy!

italics-flashback

regular text-present day

(y/n)-your name

(e/c)-eye color

A sliver of moonlight peaked through the slight gap in the curtains, dimly illuminating the couple embracing sweetly on the bed. Wrapped in the safety of your lover's arms, you slept peacefully, your figure still and serene. Shouta, on the other hand, lay awake, watching his lover's chest rise and fall with the soft breaths of sleep. His fingers reached out and brushed a few stray hairs from your cheek, careful not to disturb you. Fingertips lingered on your skin for a moment, soft and worshiping. 

He confessed, there was a time when he had dreamed of a love deeper than this, a better love, but that had been the foolish musings of a man who hadn't truly known love before. In the deepest blackness of the night, his arms wrapped around you with no intention of ever letting go, he felt a greater certainty than he had ever known before. There was no better love than this. 

A gentle sigh escaped his lips as memories spun lazily through his sleepy mind. Even when he had been blind to the true meaning of your presence in his life, you had been his. 

A tired sigh left his mouth as he collapsed at his desk."It's too early in the morning to think," he muttered under his breath, immediately regretting it when Hizashi's loud voice sounded over his shoulder. 

"What's wrong, Shouta? Not get enough sleep again?" The black-haired boy in question only groaned and buried his face in his arms, hoping Hizashi would go away if he ignored him. Naturally, with Hizashi being Hizashi, it didn't work, and the chatty blonde continued to ramble away about who knew what. 

"Hizashi, class is going to start soon. You should probably sit down." Shouta sighed in relief as your calm voice brought Hizashi's to a halt.

"Oh, your right. Seriously! That's our (y/n)-chan!" You responded with a small giggle and a sweet smile, winking at Shouta when Hizashi wasn't looking. 

Shouta didn't really have an opinion of you. You were kind and friendly, your sweet personality  making you a popular student and a promising future hero, but he wasn't particularly close to you despite your many attempts to reach out to him. He didn't have any great interest in you so he didn't see the point in reaching back. He was content with his life separate from yours.

A small smile appeared on Shouta's face as he reflected on his past foolishness. He had spent so long apart from you, when he could have been by your side the entire time. Another recollection entered his mind, a memory of when he had first experienced your hidden darkness.

Everyone holds a degree of darkness within them, Shouta knew that, so why didn't he think that rule applied to you? Was it because you were always so happy and cheerful at school? Because your quirk was connected to light?

Or because he simply didn't wish to believe you had any darkness? 

It was supposed to be a simple patrol, nothing much. The streets of this city were relatively peaceful and the hero agency you and Shouta worked for had thought nothing of sending two newbies out for a late night patrol before going home. 

It had happened so quickly. Shouta hadn't even seen it coming. One moment, you and he had been walking along, alert but not overly aware, and the next he'd been impaled in the shoulder by a spear made of bone, pinning him to the brick wall of a nearby building. It wasn't long before the shock wore off and pain seared through his body, ripping grunts and shouts of pain from his throat. He tried to activate his quirk, but the villain who'd just attacked was clever, and remained out of sight, cloaked in shadows.