Erasermic hanahaki "Only You"

The Walk

3rd Person POV:

Hizashi walked into the living room and sat on the couch. Shota ran to the bathroom, his hand covering his neck and the couch facing the other way. He quickly grabbed his scarf and ran back to his room. After a few minutes of changing into his hero suit, he dug through his drawer to find a small mirror. Using it, he carefully, but firmly, wrapped his scarf around his neck. The VERY light pressure on the flower still hurt like hell, but that was a sacrifice he was willing to make.

After making sure it looked okay, he grabbed a small bag containing some books that he would need, and walked out of his room. "Alright, dumbass. I'm done." Shota mumbled while walking towards the front door. Hizashi jumped up and headed towards the door as well. "Aye! Looking nice, Sho!" "Shut up. You sound like an announcer. I hate announcers. They're annoying."

Hizashi smiled, even though Shota seemed angry, he knew that he was just pretending. "Yeah? Well, that doesn't explain your love for me." Shota, who had the keys in the door to lock it, stopped what he was doing and started blushing. Hizashi quickly picked up on the hesitation, but not the blushing. "I mean like in a friendly way!" Shota coughed a bit and started turning the key again. "I know."

"So why did you stop?" Hizashi KNEW he was pushing it, but he was curious. "I didn't stop.... I was thinking about something... something I forgot." Shota was a good liar, but Hizashi was even better at identifying it. "If you forgot something, I can go back in and get it." Shota started walking down the hallway. "Nevermind, I have it." Hizashi followed him and smirked. "Yah know Sho, you ARE allowed to love. I'm your bestfriend, and getting along with people is a NORMAL human activity." Hizashi snickered and Shota glared at him.

"Fine. PLATONICALLY, yes, I lov- LIKE, you." Hizashi decided not to mention how flattered he was. "You can't just have platonic relationships with everyone for the rest of your life. Like NOT WITH ME, but like some day your gonna find yourself a guy, right?" Shota kept a straight face as he responded. "I'm not planning on it." They both seemed a bit more down, the topic seemed to haze the atmosphere with a gloomy coating.

"Pfft. You're gonna meet someone SOMEDAY." "Nope." "You're pretty hot. I'm sure you could get alot of guys." Shota blushed, but quickly hid his face in his scarf. "Hot? To WHO? I look like a hobo who lives on the street. Tch." "Sure." Hizashi rolled his eyes. They were now at the bus stop, waiting.

Word count *not including authors note*: 460

I'm SO sorry bout yesterday. I know I say that alot and this has been happening alot lately, but I PROMISE I will get my shit together and it won't happen as often. 😬😅 also, can we acknowledge the picture? Damn, aizawa be looking like a snack (per usual)