His golden locks~ [All Might x reader]

Chapter one

⚠️TW: SWEARING AND MONEY TROUBLE THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE SERIES⚠️

"You're fired," the tall wavy-haired brunette said bluntly, rolling up his sleeves to his dress shirt that rested under the apron he wore.

    "But all I did was come in late, chef!" you grabbed his arm, holding him back from walking away. You felt the tears prick the corners of your eyes. 'This shit is not happening again'

    "Yeah, late for the fifth time this week. Plus the weekend!" he growled pushing you off of him. He held out his hand. You stood blankly with your sore eyes till you realized what he meant. You took off the apron, handing it to him.

    "Chef please!" you went to grab him again. He slapped your hand away. 'Fuck ass'

    "Get out of my restaurant. Now," he sternly said without making eye contact. You said nothing. You only nod and walk out with your head down, making sure you don't make eye contact with the customers. You push open the door to hear the loud rain droplets hit the ground. The pouring rain made you groan in anger.

    You look back at the pizza parlor you once worked at then took out your phone. The time read 7:48 pm. You push your phone back in your pocket and start walking home. You shiver, feeling the cold breeze on your arms and face. You hold yourself hoping to at least feel a little warmth. 'The apartment is only three miles away. You got this'.

    You walk for at least ten minutes. The thought of your house still being at least thirty more minutes away made your teeth grind. Even though three miles is a forty-five-minute walk you were speed walking so you might even get there a little before that.

    Your heart boomed with the sound of loud music playing from a car coming down the same street you were walking on. 'Damn lucky ass bastards'. You grin turning to look at the car. Your smile soon faded noticing them slow down. You whipped your head back around, starting to speed walking. The car soon stopped beside you but you kept going.

    "No fucking shit,' a familiar loud ass voice yelled towards you. Your smile came back to you, whipping your head back to the car, making you stop in your tracks.

    "Hizashi fucking Yamada." you grinned devilishly at the blonde. "What's good?"

    "Everything is a-okayyy... but you, you look like shit," he pointed towards you letting his sunglasses slide down the bridge of his nose. 'Why the fuck is he wearing sunglasses in the rain?'

    "Well, my car got towed a week ago and I just lost my job," you wave and try to laugh it off. His face sterned, "You poor thing. Why don't you come back to me and Shota's place? He and I are having a guest over and I'm sure there's room for one more,"

    "Sure a sleepover doesn't sound too bad right now," You wiped some droplets off your nose, "could I get some clothes though?" he nods.

    Walking to the car you flung open the door. A tall man sat on the car seat. His hair was ruffled with two lanky stiff bangs covering his face. He looked up from his phone, brushing a bang away from his face to look at you. His sharp features struck you by surprise. His eyes sunk into darkness. It was like staring into a dark pool with shiny blue marbles glowing. Then it hit you. How could you be so stupid to not realize? It was All Might.

    Slamming the door you run to the other side of the car and to Aizawa's window. You knocked on the glass carefully but loud enough to wake him up from his sleep. Looking up at you he rolled down his window down slightly to not get water in the car.

    "Yes?" he grumbled.

    "Yes? Yes! That's what you have to say?" you yelled in a whisper tone, "All Might is in your back seat and that's all you have to say? No warning?"