This isn't NSFW per say but it does have NSFW themes such as nudity. This is also for my friend storybook_by_k because I know you're having a hard time, I love you.
* Irish cream, Irish cream is a cream liqueur based on Irish whiskey, and is served on its own or in mixed drinks, most commonly Irish coffee.
Hhhhhhhh sorry for being off for so long but I'm not at my best
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Y/N pov:
I was waltzing down the halls, my heels clicking against the freshly mopped vinyl floor of the staff dorms. I took the last right turn before finally reached my destination.
"Shota Aizawa"
I was in the right place. I knocked on the door waiting for a response, I sighed playing with my nails. I knew it was early in the morning but class starts in an hour he should be up.... shouldn't he?
I gazed back down at my list of things I needed to do for the day: schedules, letter drafts and class plans. With haste I somewhat proof read what I had still waiting before giving up and turning around ready to leave.
"y/n?" I heard a so familiar yet unfamiliar voice ring out my name. I was puzzled. I turned around seeing Shota.
I was speechless. There he was, a half awake Mr Aizawa his sweatpants hung low on his hips. Dangerously low. Low enough to present his perfectly toned stomach and pelvis stopping right before his best assets. In the middle of pulling a tee-shirt over his head.
But he has class in an hour, why wasn't he dressed? I could feel the heat rush to my cheeks as my eyes widened.
"Sorry, I just woke up. Is there something you needed?" He croaked out throwing his hair up into a messy bun. He was so sleepy... but so hot.
"I- uh- I need to know what you need for class.. I'm assisting you today, and for the rest of the week in fact" my words flying around my head as my speech staggered to stunned and nervous to speak. He pondered for a second squinting seemingly at nothing.
"Move Bakugo to the front, I need to monitor his behaviour swap him with whoever you see fit and book two training sessions for anytime in the week." His voice gruff yet so attractive.
I nodded and bowed to show my respects before speaking. "I guess I'll be off then, I'll see you in class" I didn't even have time to spin on my and start to walk before he shook his head with a 'don't be silly' expression planted on his face.
"Don't worry come in and we'll go together, you have your tablet no?" He suggested as he stepped to the side letting me in. I nodded once again walking into his dorm.
He just woke up.
Why did it take him so long..
Does he..?
No he can't....
Does this man sleep naked....?
Thoughts swirled around my head as the a so familiar and comforting smell of camomile tea and lavender flooded my nostrils. I walked over to the couch sitting as I took out my work tablet starting to do classroom adjustments.
"Would you like a coffee y/n?" Once he had walked into the kitchen area he removed his shirt putting is toned back muscles on full display looking over his shoulder at me.
"Sure I don't see why not" I smiled warmly at him seeing him smile back.
See me and Shota have been long term friends before we both came to work here. We have lived most of our lives together as we met in our teenage years. Our relationship was far from professional normally goofing off on the job and just having silly banter in the break rooms.
"Irish cream*?" He said with a devilish smirk me immediately giggling and nodding. Being drunk on the job is definitely frowned upon but what if you don't get drunk? Hanging around with Sho had definitely boosted my alcohol tolerance and I could easily run through a few drinks without getting the slightest bit tipsy.
I finished up the adjustments and booking by the time the coffee was ready. He makes the best coffees as he swears by caffeine. I sighed putting the tablet down having been proud of my achievements as he placed the coffee in front of me.
"You look absolutely slumped, how much sleep did you get?" He inquired taking a sip of his drink. I laughed picking up my mug.
"I know you're not talking about looking tired Sho" I giggled shaking my head taking a sip "but yeah I haven't slept well in days-" he looked at me shaking his head.
"Finish your drink and take a nap"
"But class-"
"I'll wake you up, I'm not taking no as an answer" he glared at me genuinely concerned about my lack of sleep so I nodded and guzzled down my drink. He got up walking across the room coming back with his signature yellow sleeping bag gesturing it towards me.
I shook my head putting my cup down "that's yours sho I can't use it"
"Please? It's comfortable" he rebutdtaled. I sighed taking it and unzipping it. I eventually got myself into it before looking back up at him.
"Get dressed then wake me up okay?" I made it clear that I wanted to be woken before going to class.
Well that didn't happen-
"Y/n? Wake up- class starts in a few minutes" I heard Shota speak ever so softly. My eyes shot open before looking around and closing them again.
"Cmon you just opened your eyes I know you're awake~" his voice was just as smooth as honey and could ease me back into slumber.
"Tiredddd" I whine moving forward onto his shoulder.
"Stay awake, please? Just for me?" He said caressing the back of my head sighing lightly.
"Fineeee" I open my eyes once again still feeling just as tired as when I started the day.
He smiled letting me go And I remained in the sleeping bag enjoying the warmth as the class started to pile in.
As the class went on a few of the students were staring at me, Bakugo in particular. Maybe it was because I had moved his seat or maybe because I was enjoying comforts that belong to his teacher that I was awfully close with. Iida looked completely puzzled, to them Shota was a cold-heart emo teen heartthrob that wouldn't spare a second glance at anyone and seeing me in one of his most prized possessions would've been completely incomprehensible.
Suddenly one of Shoji's many hands flew up. Aizawa looked at him nodding acknowledging him.
"Yes Shoji?"
"Are you and miss y/n dating?" My face turned a bright red as my eyes darted towards Shota.
"No, even if we were it is none of your concern. We are simply old friends who share the same job." Hearing these words come from his mouth made my whole world slow.
It was true yet it hurt so bad.
I've always had love for him. Above a friendship level. But hearing him dismiss it so easily without an ounce of pity or even hesitation rubbed salt into the wound.
It stung.
I laughed it off dismissing it in my mind and stared blankly at the floor.
