Connected Touch || Shota Aizawa - DISCONTINUED.

Chapter Fourteen: The next day.

Last night I was incredibly happy.
I remember skipping around the living room all the way to my room. I can not believe that I made out with Shouta Aizawa. I made out with that quiet, but jack-ass of a man. He touched me, called me beautiful... I honestly never thought this would happen. Well, I never thought he was my soulmate either.

The last time I ever thought about kissing him was during high school. However, also the thought of me kissing him back then was disgusting. We had a love-hate relationship back then. We still have that type of relationship now.

I groan at the thought as I sit up in my bed. The sun burst through my window and straight to my face. "Oh! I can sleep in! It's Sunday!" I giggle, a smile on my face as I throw myself back into my pillows. As my eyes begin to close, my phone rings on my bedside table. My eyes shoot open, my mouth in a fine line. I reach my hand out and grab it.

"Pro hero Mirage, how may I help you today?" I mumble, my eyes fluttering close again.

"Mirage. It's Eraser Head." Aizawa mumbles into the phone. My eyes shoot open as I quickly sit up, almost stumbling off the bed. "H-Hey, what's up?" I stutter, my cheeks burning in a blush. Quick memories of last night flush into my brain when I hear his low, raspy voice over the phone. His surprisingly soft lips all over my body..

"Hello? Are you deaf? Do I have to repeat myself?"

Those sweet memories quickly disappeared. I roll my eyes. "I'm sorry, you just had to call at 6 in the morning. What do you want?"

"Well.. I figured that we should go over the plan for tomorrow's sports festival. Since it's going to be a big event with our students who are going to be broadcasted on live television."

I nod, rubbing my eyes. "Okay then... what's the plan?" He sighs with annoyance heavy in his voice. "Meet me at the school. My classroom. Be here in 20 minutes." Just like that, the line cuts off. I scoff tossing my phone at the end of my bed as my body falls back. "Ugh!!" I groan out loud, almost like a scream before getting up to get ready.

***
Once I get out of the shower, I wrap myself up in a towel. Humming to myself, I walk out back to my room. Just like that, I get a text.

Shouta Aizawa: It's been 40 minutes. Where are you?

Me: I'm not allowed to shower in the morning? Do you not shower once you wake up?

Shouta Aizawa: Don't be a smart ass.

I couldn't help but smirk. I walk over to my standing mirror, sitting down the floor. Once I look up, I notice the scattering amount of hickeys on my neck. Oh my god, we have work to attend to tomorrow. We are going to be around thousands of people.. and students!

Me: What are you going to do about it? Hmm?

I put my phone down feeling cocky. I stand up to search for casual clothes among my work uniforms. I sigh grabbing a oversized white tee and a random pair of jeans. My phone beeps on the floor by my mirror.

Shouta Aizawa: Nothing.

I roll my eyes leaving it at that. I bet he's going to act like nothing happened like he always does. I decide to get dress not worrying about him. As I'm slipping on my jeans, a knock appears at my door. I quickly walk down my stairs walking towards the door. That's when it hit me that I'm only wearing my bra and jeans with hickeys on my neck. "Damn it!" I curse at myself. "Um, who is it?" I call out before opening the door. "Guess!" Just by the tone of her voice, it's Midnight. I quickly open the door, grabbing her wrist pulling her in. I shut the door once she's in, locking it.

"Oh my god, are you okay? Did anything happen?" She flips me back around and scans me. "MISA, WHAT IS THAT?" She screams grabbing into me. She tilts my neck to the side, her face practically in my neck. That's when she decides to push on them. "OW! Watch it!" I yelp slapping her arm. "Oh my God, those are intense! Who did this to you?" A blush grows gradually on my cheeks as I turn on my heel walking upstairs.

"Holy shit.. GIRL, WAS IT AIZAWA? THAT QUIET ASSHOLE?" She races after me following me to my room. "Yes. It was. It was nothing. Just a little... kiss or two." I respond slipping on my shirt. She walks over to my bed, sitting herself down watching me while I get ready.

"Sure... You might want to use your concealer to cover that." I roll my eyes looking to her. "I don't wear make up. You know that." She smiles digging into her bag. "I knew you would say that. Here, use this for a couple of days. I have two more at home so you can keep this."
I smile, gently taking it from her. "Ah, thank you so much."

I turn back to my mirror. I open my hand to apply some on my palm.

"Did you guys have sex?"

My heart drops as my face immediately reddens. "Oh my God! Why would you say that?!" I freak out, wanting to cover my face with my hands but I'm too busy trying to cover up the marks. "Why are you freaking out? He's your soulmate. It's going to happen. It's written  in the stars for you guys to get. it. on!" I roll my eyes looking at the results. Wow, it actually worked.

"Okay sure. Well, I have to go meet him at work. So, I'll get going-

"Do you want a ride?"

"No. Not with you." I grab my purse dropping the concealer in. "Ugh, I was just kidding!" She groans playfully as I slip on my shoes. "Come on, please! I miss you!"

"I see you at work every single day."

"Yeah, but we don't get to hang out at work since we teach different classes."

That's true.. I only see her around the halls or in the gym with her students. I do miss having a friend around, a female friend to be exact.

"Sure. But hurry though, he's pissed that I'm late." She nods swinging her keys around her finger. "Let's go, sex addict." I scoff, my eyes widened. "S-Sex addict? Oh my God." We both start laughing walking downstairs.