It will always be you (Shouta Aizawa x OC)

Too sweet

I started to wake up and I can feel my body being completely sore.

What did I do last night? What time is it? Since when did I switch out my curtains black?

I sat up immediately remembering this wasn't my room. This was Shota's room. I looked to my side and found it empty.

Oh no! Did he... regret what happened last night?

I got out of bed, but quickly found myself grabbing onto the nightstand to keep me balanced. I stopped at the mirror he had hung by the door. I had some crazy bed hair that I was trying to tame with my fingers. I noticed a red mark peeking out from my long shirt. I pulled it down and it revealed what was not just one, but multiple love bites.

Maybe.. he didn't regret it?

I make my way down the hall, looking at the trail of clothes we left behind last night. Trailing from the kitchen table where he proved to me he missed me, the couch where I showed him how I missed him, up to the bedroom where we satisfied the tension between us.

"You shouldn't be walking yet. Go back to bed, I'll be there soon."

My fingers ghosted on top of my lips as my eyes widened from what I was seeing. Shota had his back facing me, but it wasn't his exposed toned back that had me speechless. It was the multiple scratch marks he had - from me.

"Here, I made you some tea. Extra honey. I figure you'll need it."

I take the mug in question. "Why-" I immediately stopped, catching myself in surprise. My voice was very raspy.

"You did scream quite a lot last night." He added as he took a sip from his coffee. He was so casual just leaning against the kitchen counter. I chugged down the tea, trying to hide my pink face from him.

We both stare at each other, awkwardly. Not knowing what to say like if we just met last night and had a one night stand. I look around the floor, and I spot my underwear under the table. I go to grab them, only to find them torn apart. I turn to face Shota while holding up what is just a string of fabric as I point at them, waiting for a reaction. He just looked at me through the corner of his eyes taking another sip of his coffee.

"They were in the way." He shrugs it off like it was nothing. "Don't worry, come with me." He sets his empty mug with mine in the sink and I follow him back to his room. Shota pulls out my yellow thong from his nightstand. MY YELLOW THONG.

I clear my throat out. "Why do you have MY underwear?"

"You left them behind the day you came over and showered. I figured you'll want it back of course."

"Ok, but why were they inside your nightstand drawer?" His face started to tint pink. I took them away from his hand as I started observing them.

"Well..I um..", he clears his throat. "It doesn't matter does it? You have them back." He looked away trying to hide his face, yet his ears were red.

How fucking cute

They were washed, but I wasn't going to let him off the hook easily.

"Shota Aizawa," I looked up to him through my eyelashes, trying to avoid my face. My fingertips landed on the bottom of his collarbones, tracing them from one side to the other. I can feel him twitching underneath my touch.

"By any chance, did you happen to masturbate with it?" I can feel his heartbeat pound louder. His enlarged pupils locked with mine. Feeling like a prey under his look, got me so excited. My fingers started to trace down to his abs.

"What if I did?" he said through his teeth, as he closed up the space between us. His hand on my nape making sure I wouldn't escape from underneath him. I started to rub my thighs together, trying to control the tingling sensation that was building up between them.

I lick my lips, "Tell me what you thought of."

"I'll show you exactly what I thought of instead." His lips landed on mine and our tongues quickly tangled with each other. His coffee taste clashing with my honey tea, was such an addictive taste I never thought I wanted more. He picked me up and laid me on his bed, turning his masturbation thoughts into reality with me.

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After going two more rounds, and a nap later, we were finally able to clean up and get dressed. I wanted to cook us a delicious late lunch/ early dinner, but Shota had nothing in his fridge other than some leftovers, vitamin jellies, and a bottle of beer that looked like it had been sitting there for months.

We decided to pick up some cold noodles and head back to my house. My phone has been dead since last night, and I'm sure my brother is freaking out about why I'm not answering.

"Do you really think he will accept your apology with a bowl of noodles?" We pulled up to the driveway, and I can see he's home.

"I see why not?" I shrugged my shoulders as I got out of his car. I grab one of the to-go bags from the trunk and a backpack he let me borrow to put in my dress. Luckily he had some old high school clothes that fit me, so I wasn't walking in with an oversize hoodie and oversize shorts that were falling off from me.

"Hii! I brought your favorite!" I say walking in slowly, hopefully my brother wasn't too mad. "Ah just in time!" David greets me as he takes the bag of food from me. "He's a bit calmer now, you're welcome." He whispers before he disappears into the living room.

"So the rumors were true." Toshi walks up to me. I can tell he was mad all day and for some reason I'm starting to feel guilty. "I see. You did leave with him." He signals with his head behind me.

"Yea, just bringing her back home safely." Shota places his hand on my shoulder, starting back at him.

"Well let's go eat." He sighs out. "They're about to announce the new pro-heroes rankings, let's go watch it." He gives us a smile, but it's weak. I bit my inner cheek, trying to hold back this negative feeling that was developing inside my heart.

"I'm going to drop off my stuff. I'll meet you in the living room with them." Shota gives me a small kiss on the head, and I quickly go into my room to do so.

"Mims! Can you get me a cup of water please!" David yells at us.

"Sure!" I pass by the living room and I see all three of them doing small talk.

Well at least, they're getting along right now.

I quickly make my way to the kitchen and I grab myself water as well. Suddenly the chattering dies.

"What happened to all the talking?" I say as I come around the corner. They were all staring at me as I walked in. "What? Are the rankings that -" I stood still as my attention turned to the tv. As my eyes widened in surprise, I gasped and the cups slipped from my grip. Glass shattering all over the floor.

The tv showed the top 5 pro-heros and my eyes landed on a specific pro-hero. Not Endeavor being number one, but who was underneath him.

Pro-hero number 2 - Volten.