Dimension

Chapter 14

How the fuck did it get to that again?

Lost in her thoughts she couldn't concentrate. The pillow wall obviously didn't hold up much and this time it was her subconcious doing. Her leg had draped over the pillows onto him. The pillows around their head had been scattered and his arms had held her head protectively. It was twisted when they laid there before her phone had rang.

Much like her phone, a familiar name rung in the distance as her mind deepened. A sudden smack on her shoulder ripped her out of her train of thought. It was the calling of her name that had played in the distance.

"What's with you today?", her friend stared at her, waiting for an explanation of her doings.

(Y/n) twisted her thumb underneath the strap of her backpack, "Thinking about my poor decisions in life."

Her best friend laughed out, (Y/n) in tow, "Same!"

The laughter soon died down and concern came back, "Something happened at home?"

Yes, but it's a secret she can't tell you, "Nope!...Just had a dream. A sad one."

Without even asking for it she spoke, "Dreamt that I cuddled someone and now I'm afraid that he dislikes me."

"He?", she expectantly looked at her saddened friend, "Who's he?"

Now that it's been labeled as a dream, she can be pretty much honest now. A light blush came in tow with a sheepish smile, "...Aizawa..."

"You stupid!", she smacked her dreamy friends arm as she laughed, "Why are you so worried and sad about it? He's fictional and it was just a dream!"

If only she knew.

"I don't know!", (Y/n) answered with irritation, "I just care too much..."

She paused, "...and I'm lonely."

"Bro, fuck off with that shit!", she smacked her friend again as she rolled her eyes back, "You're only eightteen!"

"When you feel like you're going to die in the next five to ten years, you obviously have a midlife crisis, bruh!", (Y/n) desperately added.

Her friends mouth was glued shut after her statement either due to it being relatable or plain stupid.

"(BFF/N)?", she asked with hope in her tone, "I doubt he'd like someone like me! Especially because of the age difference..."

"Aizawa?"

~

Light pierced through his eyelids, squinting with shut eyes. He had sprawled across the pillow scattered bed, savoring the peace and quiet of using the comfort all by himself. Getting up for nothing would be irrational, but not being able to sleep while doing nothing is even more irrational.

His boney fingers snaked over to the borrowed phone. With a flick of his wrist he had faced the phone and looked for any notification he might've received by (y/n).

...(Y/n)...

He groaned before his eyes landed up to the poster with his face. It's like an out of body experience. It just feels weird to see himself hanging there against a wall. Staring at it made him somewhat uneasy so he rolled over to avoid his own gaze he used to give to villains.

A swift of her scent crawled into his nose and pulled at his face deeper into her covers. Stop! He lowered his head deeper into the cussions, air restricted in his nose. You're being a pervert! It's so addicting....it feels like... it's calming. Her smell is like an antidote to mental pain. SHE'S TOO YOUNG FOR YOU!