♡ coffee beans- aizawa shouta x reader (bnha- one shot)

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You let out a sigh and placed your fingertips on your temples in frustration. You were desperate for affection, but not THIS kind of affection.

You were recently feeling lonely, and although you didn't really want to resort to it, you decided to fool around and download a dating app to hopefully find a good match. The majority o your matches only wanted to hook up with you, some wanted dates but weren't really your type, and very few times would you actually plan and meet up with someone for a date. However, these dates never sparked anything within you. You weren't getting a feeling of joy or love looking at them. However, this dating app was a little fun to try out, so you kept trying your luck over and over again, but to no avail. Like an avid gambler wasting away their cash on rigged slot machines, praying desperately to whatever gods they believed in for some cash to come pouring out.

"No, no, maybe, no, sure," You said to yourself as you quickly examined people's self-made profiles and swiped left or right on the app to decide if you were interested or not. After a couple minutes of scrolling through various guys, you ran out of potential candidates and were left to wait and see which men out of the small pool you were interested in would be interested back. It wasn't long before a notification on your phone told you you had a couple matches. You decided to message the first one to pop up on your screen and examine his profile.

He was a somewhat shaggy man with long, jet-black hair with only one picture on his profile, a poorly-taken mirror selfie of him standing completely still with no posing at all. He wore a black jumper with torn sleeves and a belt around his waist, accompanied by a group of bandages wrapping around his neck like a scarf, effectively covering the bottom half of his face. His biography wasn't much either, it said he was a teacher who lived 3 kilometers away, so he was a good walking distance away. It also said he was a fan of cats. You honestly don't know what crossed your mind when you thought he would be a potential suitor, but from his one image he seemed cute enough for your somewhat low standards. He also had a nice name, Aizawa. You decided to just wait and see what he was like in conversation.

As you made some small talk with him over text, he seemed nice enough. He seemed a little cold over text, but he was also oddly interesting to talk to. He gave you blunt answers to questions and was straight to the point about everything. His aura of mystery and bluntness only dragged you into his allure further, you wanted to know more about this mysterious man. Soon the time came in your conversation where you decided to ask if he wanted to go to a coffee place that was near the both of you and meet up to get some coffee and talk. He agreed and found a time where he wasn't busy to make sure the two of you could meet up.

'Sweet!' You thought, 'Another win in my book!'

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A few days later, you walked to the coffee shop where you promised to meet up with this man. You awkwardly looked down at your phone and looked around the general vicinity of the coffee shop to see if you could match up any faces there with the vague photo Aizawa had on his dating profile. As you awkwardly looked around, comparing everyone to the picture, you felt a tap on your shoulder.

"Hey, you're (Y/N), correct?" A deep voice asked.

You felt your heart jump in your chest a bit and turned around to see a taller man, probably around 6 feet tall, looming over you. He had messy black hair that was put up into a somewhat-neat bun behind his head, as well as a shaggy stubble on his chin and around his lips. He wore a plain black shirt with long sleeves that were baggy around his arms with a comfortable-looking pair of sweatpants to match the shirt. He was a very casual-looking man, but he also kind of looked like he had just crawled out of bed as well, but he seemed nice enough to approach.