Afraid to love - Shota x Reader

FIVE

You wake up with your head pounding and your eyes burning. Looking up at the clock you see its 10:13am and sit up.

Ugh why did I drink so much last night, I havent felt this terrible in so long.

You get out of bed, do a large stretch and exhale and then make your way into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror you see your make up smeared down your face in the marks of tears and lipstick that rubbed onto your cheeks. Grabbing a makeup whip you rub off the reside and throw the wipe in the trash.

Walking out in the living room you see Shota still fast asleep on your couch. For some reason you feel all the emotions you were feeling last night about your past rush back. You choke down the feelings and take a deep breath and attempt gather your self.

I should probably let him sleep, ill take a quick shower then make some breakfast.

You turn around and walk back to the bathroom. Turning the water on you stare at yourself in the mirror and try to remind yourself that Voltage doesn't own you anymore. He will never come back for you again, you are safe. Stepping into the shower the hot water brings you comfort, starting to feel the hangover subside.

Once you were done showering you wrap yourself up in a towel, walk into your room and change into some leggings and a hoodie. Hearing your stomach growl you decide to make breakfast.

Walking back out into the living room you see Shota has awaken from his slumber and says

"I feel like death, why did we drink so much last night"

"Im not sure" you say "Maybe we were having too much fun" you say with a sly smile

He gives you and light ugh and slides back down into the couch looking like a cocoon.

"Im going to make some breakfast do you want anything in particular?" you ask grabbing ingredients out of the fridge.

"Anything is fine" Shota mumbles from the couch.

You start to make your comfort American breakfast, scrambled eggs with cheese, toast with extra butter and hash browns. One of the only things from home that reminds you of your family and not of Voltage. He always hated breakfast, saying that it was too greasy and unhealthy for a hero to eat.

With breakfast complete you set the two plates down at your table and say "Shota breakfast is done!" he surfaces from the couch and sits down at the table, looking down a the food.

"This looks great, I haven't had an American breakfast in a long time"

"Thanks Shota, its simple but really filling, the perfect hangover food" giving him a smile while taking a bite of your eggs.

"Sorry of passing out on your couch last night" with a small amount of blush rushing over his face he says "Next time I promise to stay up a bit longer"

Wait what does that mean?! Did he have the same idea when he came into my apartment?

You feel your self getting that same lustful feeling in your chest and try to swallow down a piece of toast. "Its not a big deal at all us heros need our rest, and we had a long day of teaching before" you say in a comforting voice, trying to reassure he didn't embarrass himself and he could sleep the couch... or in your bed any day of the week.

You both finish your meal in silence and wash the plates up in the sink. "Well I think Im going to head home now, Do you think I could get your phone number?" Shota says standing up from the table walking up to you in the kitchen.

"Sure, here grab your phone so I can add it" you say while putting the last plate in the drying rack.

Shota hands you his phone and you add your contact information. "All done!" you say while passing his phone back.

While Shota grabs it he accidentally drops his phone on the ground "Shit" he mumbles and you both go down to grab it. You feel your hands touch while trying to grab the phone and you pull your hand away looking up at him with redness filling your cheeks. Your eyes meet with his and see blush on his face also. You both stand up and can tell there was a tension that neither of you wanted to admit.

"Well I'll see you later F/N, talk to you soon" Shota says walking to the door to leave.

"Yeah, see you later!" mumbles out of your mouth as he walks out.

God I cant believe I dropped his phone, and his hands they were so soft. I hope he will text me soon.