{Blinded By Love} Shouta Aizawa X Reader

Its Wrong... But Feels So Right

*Your POV*

It's been about a week from that fire incident, and Shouta has been taking good care of me. He spoils me a lot actually. Since he is a pro hero, he's pretty good on money so anything I look at and he even Thinks I want... He buys it for me... It's very kind but... I'm not materialistic, these little gifts and everything will one day all wither away... But love could never.

"Hey, pipsqueak... You doing alright?"
He questions, I apparently got lost in thought and started looking off in the distance, zoning out.

"Yeah... I'm fine I just... Wanna ask something if that's alright" Shouta has become a lot softer with me, he isn't his usual brutally honest self... He holds that back and instead he seems to coat his words with care and worry.

"Go ahead, I'm not getting any younger" he chuckles and I sigh with a slight smile at his retort.

"Why do you always buy me things?" He seemed taken back by my question, getting a little flustered himself.

"Look.. I'm not very good at uh... Affection? Or... Displaying affection so... I use gifts as a way of saying I care" he explains rather timidly which I thought was... Honestly adorable.

"Oh it's not that I don't appreciate them, I really do, but...it would be nice to have a hug or something..." I say a little softer.

Silence filled the room for what felt like an eternity... After a little while, he sighed and motioned me over to him

"Skooch over here... Get closer" his voice got a bit deeper at the end there, making me a little flustered. I obliged and moved myself closer.

"Really? That's all the closer you're gonna get?...help me out here a little kid" he chuckled and put his arm around me, pulling me into him, my head laying on his chest as he lay back against his couch.

"Heh... You know, this isn't as bad as I thought it would be..." He says quietly as he strokes his hand gently through me hair. God that felt amazing, his slightly calloused hands move intricately through my hair as though each movement was an expression of love. It made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, putting a smile on my face.

"Enjoying this are you?~" his teasing remarks couldn't break my concentration on his hand movements. He just chuckles and continues...

Our breathing soon becomes matched, our heat beats seemingly as one, and our comfort was mutual... This was one thing I had always wanted, love...

"Is... Is this okay?" He suddenly interrupts the silence and comfort

"Is what okay?"

"...us?" What did he mean? He seemed to notice my  puzzled look, and elaborated

"I'm... Much older than you, are you sure you haven't... Ya know... Found someone better to be interested in?"
Was he being shy? How cute...

"Shouta... Just because you're older than me doesn't mean anything" I reassure but he doesn't seem to fully understand

"I want you to be happy... You don't need to be dragged down by and old man such as myself... Yes I have the rouge-ish good looks and the rouge-ish charm" he teased with a chuckle

"-but... I feel like I'm... Taking advantage of you in a way, and I would never... Ever... Want to do that..." His genuine concern makes me incredibly happy.

"I know you're older than me, but you're more mature, you make better decisions and can handle yourself better than a boy could... You aren't a boy anymore, you're a man... And that's a part of your allure"  I smile whilst finishing my reassurance.

"You..." He starts to laugh a little, but I notice him get emotional as a tear goes down his face

"You're to good to me you know?" I wipe it away and kiss where it was.

"I was so... Rude to you on your first day yet you still followed me around like a little lost puppy...." He sighed

"It's because I admire you..." He glanced at me a bit.

"What do you mean?"

"...Well... I've always been a fan of you... You where an inspiration to me because... You became so well known with such a mental quirk... It gave me hope, ya know?" He smiled a bit

"This is wrong... Our age difference..." He sighs once again

"But it feels so right... Doesn't it?" I finish, and he rests his hand on my back, my face against his chest

"If this is wrong then I don't want to be right..." He smirked and kissed the top of my head... He started humming softly and lowly, making me get sleepy and fall asleep on top of him... He truly is the man of my dreams...

((Hey everyone, it's 5 in the morning, I'm tired, and need sleep... Sorry if this sucked... Just wanted a part to be complete and utter fluffy time with the caterpillar man 😍 hope you enjoyed this shorter chapter, and I'll see you lovely potato's in the next one!))