Anime one shots

Aizawa x Reader 🍋

This oneshot is going to be lemon with some angst thrown in it. Aizawa was one of the first characters I became obsessed with immediately. I thought of this one shot when I was thinking if he ever dates anyone and has a life outside of UA. So enjoy, comment/like/vote and give me any ideas on who they want me to ship with, any scenario!

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The day had started as usual, Id wake up, make a small breakfast along with a pot of coffee, fed the cat, and get my boyfriends clothes together for work all by six in the morning. Humming quietly to myself as I flipped the eggs in the pan soft silk wrapped itself around my body, holding me firmly in place.
"Good morning, Shota," I smiled down at the food.
"Mmm, morning," he pressed himself against my behind, dropping his scarf to hang loosely around us.
"You're clothes are laid out, breakfast is almost done, a cup of coffee is sitting at the table along with your work satchel," I spoke my daily routine words.
"I'm sorry.." he mumbled, his hands tightening around me.
"Please don't do this today, don't ruin today over something that isn't there," I frowned at what I knew he would say next.
"(Y/N), I'm not stupid, i know you want more than this, I know you want to start a family and get married, we're older now, and I feel like such a failure in giving you that," his voice was monotone, but I knew his face was showing how sad he was.
"Shota, I knew exactly what I was getting myself into when I started dating a pro hero, I don't care how we end up spending our lives, I just care that we're spending it together, I love you," I turned to him and looked over his face, the dark circles under his eyes were from the constant work he put on himself. Being a teacher at the most prestigious hero school along with his nightly hero work and patrols really took a toll on him, so most of the time spent together was him just sleeping and me just watching him sleep. I won't lie, it did get lonely and feel one sided at times, but I knew he loved me and would do anything for me, so I never complained, but sometimes I did.
"Babe, you really do need a vacation though, this stress isn't doing you any good," I rubbed his stubbled cheek with my fingers, feeling his soft skin.
"I know, but I'm a hero, it's hard to take breaks from that, plus my students need me," he sighed.
"And I understand, but you can take one night off of patrols for the sake of your sleep and sanity," I chuckled, finally plating the food up and setting it on the table for us to eat.
"You're right," he sat across from me and the room filled with silence as we ate, the little moments I enjoyed.
"Alright I'm getting ready, thank you for breakfast, don't worry about packing me lunch today, I'll buy something from the school, get some sleep before work today," he smiled as we walked around the table to give me a quick kiss before making his way to the bathroom. I knew he was just being kind, but I knew he loved my lunches instead of the schools. I quickly washed the dishes and put together a quick ramen pack together for him to heat up, along with some apple sauce packets. Setting on the table next to his work bag I made my way back into the bedroom to get my clothes ready for work. My job wasn't anything fancy, I was just a receptionist for a small hero agency, it's where I had met Shota when five years ago when he was working on a underground villain operation with some other small time hero's. He told me I was the first person who had ever caught his eyes and he just couldn't go without asking me on a date, he reminds me of it constantly so I wouldn't forget. I heard the bathroom door open so I turned to see Shota walking in the bedroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. I took my time letting my eyes wander over his body as he strode to the other side of the bed to dress himself. His hair was still wet so it was slicked back to show off his sharp jawline, his eyes were cast downward to watch what he was doing. His chest and arms were still wet from the shower, so his muscles basically glowed in the dim lighting, then there was the bulge that imprinted itself on the other side of the towel.
"You're going to make it hard to go if you keep staring at me like that," his deep voice broke the silence as he pulled on a tank, looking up to meet my gaze as he dropped his towel to put on his boxers.
"I'm going to shower, your lunch is on the table," I cleared my throat as I made my way to the bathroom. By the time I was done my shower Shota was gone, the apartment already felt lonely without him in it. The rest of my morning was quiet as I readied for work, leaving as I locked the door and called down a taxi. Walking in to the office I noticed flowers sitting on my desk as I walked around and sat my bag down. Picking up the note card left on a stick it read: