Unspoken Bonds | S. Aizawa x Reader

ix. Harboring Thoughts

That night when everyone left, Aizawa felt much more knowledgeable about the situation at hand, or at least the person who was most likely behind the situation at hand. He was one of the last to leave the manor itself, but he had to stand outside and wait for [L/n]. Walker had decided to escort Aizawa out, and he gladly obliged.

"It was nice to meet you, Sir Aizawa. I believe we'll make great business soon." The man spoke, the black haired male nodding in agreement. Their conversation was short lived as Walker made his way back inside, leaving Aizawa to merely wait for his partner to come on out. His mind was busy, and even slightly chaotic. Quirk Altering, the idea itself didn't surprise him, but the fact there was an entire underground operation going on where people were actually altering their Quirks, it made him feel uneasy.

After waiting for more than just a few minutes, he began to grow worried. [L/n] was still yet to come out, and after the whole scene that occurred between her and Dawson, it made Aizawa even more uneasy than he already was. Of course, he was still completely composed and held that same tired, emotionless face that he always had, so no matter who would pass by him they'd have no clue that his mind was going in far too many directions at once.

"My Lord." [L/n] spoke apologetically as she walked out of the manor and bowed. ¨Sorry to keep you waiting for so long, please forgive me." The male didn't say a word as he locked eyes with the woman, searching for some sort of fault, something that would prove to him if she had been changed, if something had happened within her mind. "No need to apologize [L/n], let's head home." With those words, the two got in their wagon of sorts and were taken home.

The ride back to the Aizawa Manor was dead quiet, Aizawa continuously glancing at partner, his temporary maid, and while it didn't seem as if anything was wrong, nothing felt right.

I don't like this.

Once the two arrived back to the Aizawa Manor, [L/n] got out first, holding the door open for Aizawa as well as closing it behind him, and the two quietly made their way into the manor. Neither had realized just how long they were gone until they truly looked up at the sky, seeing it as dark as ever, no stars seemingly visible.

No stars aside [L/n], that is. Aizawa's mind was in too many places, and his beloved partner in heroism appeared to notice that as she swiftly illuminated her body, if only for a second while she was at least a few feet away from him, becoming a star on Earth.

"Tell me, what exactly happened [L/n]?" Aizawa questioned as the two walked into the manor.

"Are you referring to what Dawson and I were talking about, My Lord?" [L/n] asked, and for some reason, her answer seemed to cause Aizawa problems. They were undercover, and they couldn't even really risk breaking character, not even at their own manor. The temptation to break character and get every answer out of her was tempting, but he couldn't, he shouldn't.

But he wanted to.

"Yes, that's what I'm referring to [L/n]." He replied calmly as they arrived in his bedroom and she began to undress him to prepare him for his bath.

"Well My Lord, we talked about how strong our bonds are to our beloved Masters." His jaw clenched, if only for a moment, because he knew that wasn't the whole truth. While Aizawa did believe that was a part of their conversation, he knew it wasn't all of it, especially for how long their talk lasted, and especially with the positioning they had been in.

The [h/c] haired woman had fully undressed him and guided him to his bath and helped him bathe, while he was perfectly capable of bathing himself on his own, this was customary, and she refused to break character, meanwhile, Aizawa was tempted to do just the opposite.