Aizawa x reader | Drabble Book

Detangled

Unexpectedly, Aizawa finds it really pleasing and intimate for y/n to wash his hair. And maybe even a bit sensual.

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Shota stood in front of the bathroom mirror frustratedly trying to get a brush through the long layers of hair on his head. He'd let it go for too long and it was now it was a terribly tangled frizzy mess. Shota brought the brush to the end of a section of his hair, holding the hair above it so it didn't pull on his head and pulled. He heard a sharp snap as the knot broke and came loose from the rest of the hair. "Damnit," he muttered picking the hair from the brush.

Y/n sat up and stretched. She was used to Shota being up much before her, although usually, it was different on the weekends. She got up, walked to the bathroom, and knocked on the door. Shota turned and answered. "Come in." You opened the door and walked in. "Good morning," you said smiling at him and grabbing your toothbrush. He moved over standing idly to give you access to the sink. "Good morning." You noticed the state of his hair and tried to keep from chuckling while you put toothpaste on your brush. "Are you having trouble?" You said putting the brush in your mouth. "I need to wash and condition before I'll be able to get any of these knots out." He said bringing a lock of hair in front of his face to look at. He patiently waited for you to finish, spit in the sink, and reply. "Can I wash it?" You asked.

He looked at you for a second, almost puzzled, then answered. "Sure, I don't see why not." You walked over to the tub and turned on the water checking the temperature with your hand before walking over to the under-sink cabinet to grab Shota's unscented shampoo and conditioner. You motioned at Shota and he sat down next to the tub one knee up as he fiddled with a knot by his ear. You sat down next to him and shut the water off.

You tapped his shoulder and he straightened his legs and leaned back, staring up at the ceiling, the water soaking into his hair slowly. You squirted a small amount of shampoo on your hand and used your other to fully wet his hair you rubbed the shampoo between both your hands and leaned over him slightly to over his body to begin to work the lather through his hair. You scrunched your hands starting at the ends and working upwards. As you reached the base of his hair, Shota's breath hitched. "Sorry," you said assuming you'd pulled on a knot. Shota just sighed and closed his eyes, relaxing his body and leaning back a bit farther.

You finished getting it all through his thick locks and grabbed a small cup from the bathroom counter. You started to rinse the shampoo out of his hair. He groaned as the warm water ran over his scalp forming goosebumps on his neck and back he opened his eyes and looked at you sideways. On your knees now working on combing through his hair with conditioner he marveled at just how calm and focused you looked.
He felt his chest tighten as you glanced at his face. You smiled slightly continuing to glide the comb through his now mostly detangled hair. You set the comb down and used your hands to hold his hair near the roots and scrunch the conditioner out. You ran your hands through his now silky smooth hair washing out the last bits of the white mixture. Shota grabbed your wrist gently. "Hmn...?" You said looking at him.

You pulled your hands back as he sat up tilting his head over the tub he twisted his hair, the sound of the excess water splashing echoing softly. He then wrapped his arms around your sides and buried his face in your collarbone. You put your hand on the back of his head feeling his still-damp hair, you ran your hand through it once worried you upset him then placed it on his back. He put his hand over yours and looked you in the eyes.

"Can you do that again?" He asked simply. "Yeah," you said quietly bringing your hand back to his hair. He leaned into you loosely wrapping his arms around your back as you continued stroking his hair calmly. He kissed just under your ear and felt his hands up your sides gently grasping your ribcage making your heart skip a beat. He kissed down your neck till he got to the soft area just under your chin. He kissed there a bit more roughly making you tilt your head to the side and groan as you without thinking gripped his hair tightly. After a few seconds, he returned to just hugging you loosely, but now every so often moving his hands to your hips and waist.

"It's been way too long since we've just been together," he said after several minutes had passed, pulling away from your neck. "It really has." You replied as he sat up stretching his neck. He looked at yours and frowned. "Sorry about that," He touched gently where he'd left a bright pink mark. "It's fine," you said. "I kinda like it." He stood up and offered his hand to you. "Would you mind if I left more?"
"Not at all," you said taking it.