Erasermic (In Progress)

Foods here

Aizawa p.o.v.

   Knock, knock, knock. That must be the food he ordered, I thought to myself. I went to the door, looking through the peephole. 'As I thought' I sighed, opening the door.
  
   I paid the delivery guy, then closed the door. Walking over to the kitchen counter, I set the food down. Ugh. I guess I should go get  him.
   Knock,knock,knock. "Yamada? Foods here. Get your ass up." I pause. "Uhh." I open the door to find him passed out on the bed. I stare at him for a moment, then i realize has holding something in his hands
I move closer and slowly pull it out of his hands.
   Its a picture A old picture. It's a little faded but I could make it out. It was me and him with oboro in the back, giving me bunny ears. Hizashi had his arm wrapped around my shoulder, a big goofy grin plastered on his face.
   I have the same photo. Although I havent look at it much i I know it isnt this faded. He must have worn it out.
   I smile, but then quickly straighten my face. I leave the room, coming back with a blanket. I took off his glasses, stopping to look at his beautiful features. He still he little freckles on the bridge of his nose. I place his glasses on the nightstand, proceeding to remove his belt and jacket. I also undo his hair, which was  in a messy bun, before covering him with the blanket I took from the couch.
   I may be mad at him for leaving, but I cant deny that I still care about him. I walk back to the kitchen, closing the door softly behind me.
    I go back to the food on the counter.   It was still warm, so I start the microwave for 30 seconds. When it finishes I put Hizashis food in it. 'Now it will stay warm.' I thought to myself. I take my portion and sit on the couch. I flip throught the channels on the tv until I came across a sad movie about a dog. (It was A dogs purpose)

                       *Time skip*
3rd person p.o.v.

   Shota had fallen asleep. The movie was long over and now the screen was flickering black and white.
   Hizashi stumbled out of the room and into the kitchen. He noticed a note on the counter. I picked it up and read it.

Your foods in the microwave. Dont worry, I held back the temptation to posion it.

    The blonde chucked. It may seem like a threat to most people, but to him it was so adorable.
   He set the note back on the counter and reached up to open the microwave. 'Aww he did the heat trick to keep my food warm.' Je thought to himself, flattered by the thought of the ravenette still caring for him.
   Just as he was puting the food on the counter he heard a thud. He quickly ran to the source of the strange noise, realizing it was Shota. He fell off the couch. He was now rubbing his head, groaning.
   "Shota! Are you okay?" I reach down to help him up, only to be pushed away. "Shota you cant be so stubborn all the time. I just wanna to help you." I sigh. "And I just want you out of my life Yamada!" He screams. I stand there, shocked. I try not to take it to heart. I know hes mad, but I'm not going to leave. He may want me dead, but im always going to protect him, because I love him. Ive never stopped loving him the entire time I was in America.
   "Sho..." "Aghh!! Stop call me that! I hate that nickname! I hate you, damn it! Why dont you take the hint! I dont love you! Just GO AWAY!!!"
   Hizashi was shocked by Shotas sudden outburst. His arms fell to his sides. 'Its okay. He doesnt have to still love you. You knew this was gonna happen. It's okay' Was all Hizashi could think to himself.
   Shota curled into a ball on the ground, clutching his head. He was getting overwhelmed. Hizashi begin to reach out to the ravenette, but then remembered the outburst, causing him to quickly pull his hands back. 'I dont want to make this situation worse' he thought to himself. "What can I do Sho.. Shota? Please let me help you." The blonde asked, worried about the ravanette.
   "Get away from me." Shota mumbled. "But Shota, your-" "You wanna help me right? Go away!" Shota interupted Hizashi.
   Shota pushed himself back onto the couch as Hizashi slowly walked back to the kitchen.
    Hizashi pulled out his phone and texted Nemuri.

( Nemuri is bold, Hizashi is underlined )

Hey

Hey lover boy. Hows it going with Shota?

Uhh thats what I'm texting for. What does Shota like to do now?

I dont know, He likes to go to the bar. Ooo I know he likes karaoke.

Okay thanks. Ttyl

Bye Songbird

(End of texting)

   Hizashi looked over at Shota, who was sitting on the couch. He was rubbing his head, an irritated expression on his face.
     'Hopefully this works' he sighed.
"Shota?" He asked hesitantly. "What!" He growled. "Okay so I know your mad, but hear me out." Hizashi sat down next to Shota. "Give me one last chance. Let me treat you to dinner. Dinner and a show. Please?" Hizashi begged.
   Shota sighed, rolling his eyes. "Fine, Whatever... But!..but if after this, you leave me alone?" The dark haired male questioned.
   "Okay"Hizashi gave the upset male his biggest goofy smile. "Stop that." Shota grumbled. "Make me..." The blonde smirked.
   Shota elbowed him in the stomach, causing Hizashi to bemd over. "Okay, you win. I'll shut up." Hizashi said, still smiling.

Word Count: 992

Sorry I haven't updated recently. School is starting soon and im preparing for absolute hell.