BNHA x Reader (Oneshots)

《Shota Aizawa》

A/n:I've had this story in my drafts for a while and have been iffy on publishing it, but I figured why not. This is A little NSFW..Hope you enjoy!♡

AU where UA is a highschool revolved around fighting, quirks dont exist.

Training session

You ran through the hall of UA with your book bag clutched over your shoulder and your loud footsteps echoing in the empty hallway.

"Shit, Shit, I'm late." You panted busting out the front doors of the school heading to the training area.

You were actually studying for a change and lost track of time. The training sessions you had with your best friend Hitoshi was today and you were really looking forward to it.

"Another reason for Aizawa Sensei to be disappointed." You groaned seeing the training building right up ahead. "Almost there!" You breathed.

You and Hitoshi have been friends since you first met in your first year at UA. You both exceeded every ones expectations making yourselves known as the schools underdogs. Of course Aizawa helped. He was one of your teachers at the school and highly trained in combat. You all have been through your trials over the past few years. Now you and Hitoshi are shining brightly as Highly experienced third years, but you both want to grow more.

You got to the door and took a few deep breaths before opening it up slowly and entering the gym like room. The first place you looked was to the ring in the middle of the big room. It was covered with blue pads so the slams wouldn't be so harsh on the body. In the middle was the Lavender haired Hitoshi and your Ravenette teacher duking it out with eachother.

You walked over to the bench and took a seat to watch them. Hitoshi swung but Aizawa would block almost every shot. It's amazing how he can keep up with a 18 year old. Hitoshi wore a grave sleeveless under armor shirt with blue shorts. They were both bare footed and drenched in sweat showing you they've been going for a while not.

Looking to Aizawa you saw him in a white wife beater type tank top. His muscles glistened from the sweat beading on his skin. His Dark hair was up in a messy bun with his bangs hanging loosely around is face and the scruffiness on his jaw made you bite your lip. You can't deny the crush you have on your teacher. He is a fascinating man, his looks and stoic attitude only added to the burning behind it all.

You watched his movements, so swift and smooth. each impact had a destination in mind. He never hit aimlessly at a opponent. You wish you could someday have a man like him. Someone who could take almost anyone out.

"Thats enough." You heard him speak, yet another thing you loved about him. What you wouldn't give to hear his voice next to your ear.

"Y/n, Why haven't you changed into your training clothes.? He crossed his arms and looked at you with his dark eyes. Rumor has it when he's in a heated fight his eyes turn a red crimson rendering his opponent helpless, but those are just rumors of course.

"Uh." You looked at your school bag wanting to smack yourself. You left all your equipment in your locker because you were in such a rush. "Sorry sir. I was running behind an-."

"Don't give me excuses, just get up here." He interrupted.

"Sensei, shes in her school uniform." Hitoshi stated looking at Aizawa then to your shocked face.

"You think when a fight breaks out on the streets they say they will wait on you to put on better clothes for the occasion?" Aizawa raised a brow at his Purple haired student. "I said get up here Y/n." He spoke again.

You nodded and took off your shoes to go stand beside Hitoshi Awkwardly. He looked down at your school skirt and button up dress shirt rubbing the back of his neck nervously. He knew this was going to be difficult for you. "Well, I'll be heading out now."