The Quirkless At U.A. (Student Reader x Aizawa)

Chapter 31.

Entering our home, I was met with the welcoming, familiar sight of Kuro. I scratched his chin and let my eyes wander the apartment, relieved that I was safe and at home.

"Do you want to talk about it or go to bed?" He asked, turning on the kettle.

"Let's talk. I think we have a lot to talk about. Let me just put my things away." I said, a calmness in my tone.

Stepping into the bedroom, my luggage from the trip sat folded on top of the bed. My birthday presents were next to it; laid out for me to decide what to do with. I took the phone, and put it in my drawer. I could set that up tomorrow. My fingers traced over the faces in our photograph, a sleek black frame encasing it. Smiling to myself, I stood it up on my nightstand. I quickly got out some more comfortable clothes, my current ones dirtied and covered in ash.

Aizawa was sitting with a cup of coffee in his hand, his hair tied back.

"You know what? I'll have a quick shower first." I made my way to the shower, realising I hadn't even had time to think about the events myself, let alone talk about it.

The hot water ran down my face, cleansing my skin of what it had just been through. I caught a glimpse of my wrists; bruised by the restraints I had struggled so much against. I stared at the wet tiles blankly, images repeating in my mind of being trapped.

Finally feeling refreshed, I wrapped my wet locks into a towel and dressed into a clean pair of pyjamas.

"Alright then." I relaxed onto the couch, a cup of tea in hand.

"Would you like to start?" He said gently, not wanting to force me into anything.

"I-I- I let them take him. I couldn't protect him. He's a child, and I couldn't protect him from them. And I even got caught up in it too." I hung my head.

"You were a target from the start. You weren't 'caught up'. He wasn't your responsibility to look after, he was ours." He reasoned, sipping his coffee.

"I guess. But it still felt shit. And that damn Shigaraki... He offered me a quirk? He said he could give me any one I wanted, and even multiple. I don't even think that's possible. Then again, if they had a way of killing All Might, then anything's possible." He paused for a moment, deep in thought.

"Offered you a quirk?" He repeated me. I nodded my head, confused by the whole situation myself.

"I don't understand any of it, but I'm glad you got out of that in one piece. I don't know what I'd do without you." He trailed off towards the end.

"And what happened at the training camp." He mumbled, turning a slight shade of red.

"I meant all of it, Aizawa. Do you feel the same or was it- was it a one-thing-"

"No. I meant it too. I wouldn't take any of it back." He got up and sat down next to me, putting a strong arm around my waist.

"So... What does this mean, then, for us? I mean, how do you feel about me?" I asked, hoping for the obvious.

"I feel good around you. You make me feel good. Happy. And- I love the way you look, and the way you talk, and- everything about you. I get bored and feel like something's missing when we're apart. I think I always wanted something more. But I didn't do anything, since you're my student. Shit- you're my fucking student." He put his face in his hands, clearly distressed. I blushed at all the things he said.

"Then we won't tell anyone. Apart from Mic, because he's your best friend."

His face perked up.