NIGHTMARES [Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead x Reader]

44

"[name], its me!"

As soon as the unfamiliar figure called out her name, the evening breeze lifted the curtains and briefly illuminated the room. It was Aizawa. The man was wearing a loose black v-neck shirt with his long messy hair tied up in a bun. He still held [name]'s wrist with a bit of force which gradually loosened. Shock being visible on both of their faces.

"... zawa... san... "

Knowing that it was Aizawa, her tensed body began to relax. The adrenaline rush that came over her receded until she went back to her former sobered state. For some reason both of them were at a loss of words and just gazed at each other for a long while, the moonlight in a constant flux.

The longer they stared at each other the more the silence grew into something uncomfortable that both of them couldn't bare anymore. It was then that Aizawa finally let go of [name]'s wrists. Even if years had passed, there was one thing that the young lady still couldn't grasp.

The uncomfortable feeling of the pro had turned into embarrassment. It was a good thing that the room was already dark to begin with so his flushed appearance wasn't that obvious. Aizawa was also the first to break eye contact due to this.

"Will you get off of me now?"

"Oh... I'm sorry..."

[name] quickly moved away from Aizawa and took a seat beside him. The pro was still at a loss of words now that he was face to face with the young lady. For that day, he planned on indulging himself with work and patrol but all of that was unexpectedly cancelled at the last minute, making him return back home earlier than he anticipated.

Once the man got home, he found the extra set of keys of [name]'s room inside his doorstep. He assumed that it was Shinsou who left it but there was no notice from the young man. He contemplated on whether to check up on her or not and it took him almost an hour te get up and go visit the female. And here they were, meeting up again face to face as awkwardly as possible.

"I'm sorry. I thought you were an intruder"

The female apologized as she helped up the pro to his feet. She immediately hurried to open the lights but Aizawa grabbed her by the wrist and shook his head no, telling her that she didn't need to.

"It's fine. I didn't expect you to be awake. I should have knocked first. I'm sorry to disturb you at such a late hour" The man made a quick apologetic bow and went ahead to the door to leave but he stopped when he felt a tug on his shirt.

"I... I umm... Thank you for watching over me last night. Shinsou-kun told me... And umm..." [name] wanted to add something else but something was stopping her. It didn't feel like the right time to do so but she didn't know if there were going to be more opportunities in the future.

"If you have nothing else to say then I think we should both call it a night"

The female had then realized that it was Monday the next day and Aizawa was still working in UA as a teacher. He really couldn't afford to be late because he stayed up dealing with trivial matters such as herself.

"Well umm... Can I come with you to school tomorrow?"

The anxiety that bubbled in her chest was spat out into random words that showed her desire to be with her former guardian. When she got her thought process back, [name] was taken aback. This was a careless move even for her yet it provided an opportunity. If Aizawa agrees, she'd be filled with delight but if not then... there was no point forcing herself up on him.

"... "

The young lady took the silence as a negative answer. She was ready to see the man out the door when he finally got the guts to respond. He did is usual habit of scratching his nape when he felt embarrassed or undecided.

"Sure... but I can't entertain you once we're there... I still have work--"

"It's fine... It's fine really..."

After years of living in a liberated country such as America and interacting with so many people in hospitals and charity events, [name] had learned all the know-hows to socialization. One of the most useful things she picked up was keeping a straight face.

[name] had released her grip on the man's shirt and got herself back to that calm, composed facade that she usually put on. The two had agreed to meet up the next morning at the apartment building's entrance and head to school together somehow for old time's sake but it would be the first and last they'd go with each other... hopefully not.

The [hair colored] female got into a proper attire, mobility and comfort put in as priority. There was no guarantee that they may run into trouble along the way so she had to be on guard. Immediately responding to crisis was one of the most important things she had learned from Aizawa and she always stuck to it.

Instead of having to wait for the other outside, it just so happened that both of them went out the same time. Aizawa was happy to see that [name] still remained to be punctual. He was glad she didn't pick up that habit of making idle annoying, pointless chatter that most foreigners - and Hizashi - do. The two just walked side by side, admiring each others' presence just like they used to as if years hadn't passed by.

"[name]!!!"

The moment the young lady had entered the teachers' lounge she was practically pounced on by Nemuri with her face buried on the pro's chest. Meanwhile Hizashi was almost going to burst into tears after he saw how much their little girl has grown. Even though they had contact with her, being up close and personal just brought the joy even more

"It's been a while Mic-san and Midnight-san"

"No need to call us by our aliases. Our names will do", the female hero wrapped an arm over her shoulder, still smothering the young lady with adoration. On the other hand...

"You must be ecstatic huh?", the loudmouthed male whispered to his apathetic looking friend while giving him a teasing look. "Heard you were neighbours. How was the night? Did anything escalate?"

With Mic reminding Aizawa of the night before, his face showed more displeasure and the slight twitch of his brow told the latter that he hit a spot.

"OH MY! SOMETHING DID!!"

The blonde practically screamed catching everyone's attention. [name] looked rather puzzled by Mic's reaction and it infuriated Eraser to the point that his eyes went bloody red and hair rose up along with his binding cloth.

The last thing heard that morning was a blood curdling scream followed by a loud slam of the door.

A/N: Sorry took so long... I didn't want a half-hearted update...

POOR HIZASHI 😥