Aizawa Shouta x Reader {One Shots}

#4 Let Me Hold It

Summary: Shouta takes you out on a date! And the end of the evening just warms your heart ❤

Words: 1200+

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You and your husband had busy lives, both overloaded with hero work and additional responsibilities. So it was quite a pleasant surprise when Shouta had offered to take you out on a date, calling of his hero duties for the evening so he could spend his time with you. He took you out to a small, secluded restaurant close-by, which held up to both your standards to spend a quiet and romantic evening together.

Upon your arrival, you two decided to take a corner in the back, which was dimly lit by small lights and candle light. You two had spend the evening just relishing each other's presence; talking about your day, making fun with and of each other. A few teasing comments may or may not have made their way into your conversation as well. You two hadn’t had this much fun together for quite a while, both constantly running from morning till night, working, always so very busy.

But not this time. You two were so focused on what passed the other’s lips that everything else seemed to be out of relevance. It was only when an employee told you two it was closing time, that you both realized how late it already was. While dawn was still settling on your way in, compositoning the sky in beautiful hues, had now turned into a starry night.

You two put on your warm coat and a fluffy scarf. As you stepped outside, you noticed your breaths turn into small clouds. It hadn’t been exactly warm that day, but the small temperature drop was definitely more noticeable by night. You two walked down the sidewalk, making your way home when you passed the city’s park.

“Hey, Shouta?” You tugged his sleeve, earning a quiet hum from the ravenette. “Can we walk around the park for a bit before we go home?”

Even if he took a night off from his hero responsibilities, in the morning another 20 would be waiting for him. He knew going home and finally getting one night of decent sleep would be the most rational choice, but he also knew that It’s been a while since you two had the chance to spend an evening away like this. So for tonight rationality can wait, he’ll save that for tomorrow.

He took in your questionable expression, finding it cute how you stare up at him in full anticipation. He already knew how you’d react the moment he agreed. He hid in his scarf, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips, as he agreed to your request. “Alright.”

“Yes!” You beamed happily, dragged your love to the peaceful setting this little bit of nature had to offer, in the overcrowded city. Though the streets had proven themselves to be unexpectedly quiet and abandoned at night.

The dim street and moonlight illuminated the path you and your husband ambulated over. The soft crunching of small twigs and dried out leaves beneath your steps, was filling the already comfortable silence between you two, leaving you both consumed in your own thoughts.

You missed this. Your usual routine consists of having quick breakfast together, both running out the door after a goodbye kiss, you getting back home before your husband and cooking dinner, having dinner together, him doing dishes. Then you two have about an hour or so to spend together before Shouta heads upstairs, taking a small nap and doing some paperwork till his hero shift starts. Its hectic. Sometimes you miss how things were before your husband became a teacher, when you two had more time to spend together.

You miss these moments, you miss him, but it’s alright. You respect his decision to be a pro hero and a teacher. Sometimes he comes home and tells you all about his students, mostly complaining, as he tells you what kind of stupid shit they pulled this time. But you never miss that glinster in his eyes, when he tells you about their progress, although never admitting his proudness as he insists that there’s always room for improvement. He doesn’t have to. After many years of friendship and marriage, you know better than to only glance at the surface of things, and not the underlying message he hides beneath.

You notice everyday how much he actually cares, how hard he’s willing to work to give that care to others. It shines through the hard work he puts in as a hero and as a teacher. So you know that these kids will be perfectly fine, having your husband looking after them, knowing he will protect them with his very life, if necessary.

He’s devoted, hard-working, caring and has a golden hart.
And you love him for that.

You turn your attention back to your love, seeing him still being caught up in his thoughts. He’s walking closely beside you with his hands in his pockets. “Hey, Shouta?”

He hums, letting you know he’s listening. You tug on his sleeve, to which he removes his hands from the warm shelter his coat provided. “If its cold then let me hold it.”

“Hold what?”

You grinned, letting your hand move down his sleeve. You slide your fingertips into his hold, wrapping them around his hand softly. “Hold this.”

He looks a bit surprised, a light shade of red covering his cheeks, almost unnoticeable in the subtle lightning. “Did you really just-?”

You bury your face into the sleeve of his comfy coat, wrapping your other arm around it tightly as you manage out some embarrassed noises and giggles, “I'm sorry, I just wanted to hold your hand. It's cold."

Shouta laughs softly. “Then let's just help each other warm up, okay?” He gently placing his fingers between yours, intertwining them together.

You answer with a quiet ‘Okay’, removing your face from his sleeve, exposing the beet-red hue covering it to your lover.

You hear a low chuckle from the man, making you look back up at him. You notice that a darker tint of red, then before, covered his face. A soft smile gracing his lips as nothing less then love and adoration filled his gaze.

And it was as if you fell in love with him all over again.

“You okay?” He asks, as another  chuckle rolled from his lips.

“Yeah, yea- Why?” You stumbled over you’re words a bit, trying to hide the sudden rush of warmth that had your body and brain malfunction.

His soft smile turned into a teasing smirk, “You’re staring. That’s why.”

“No, I’m not!”

“Yes, you are.”

“O, shut up.” You covered your face with the hand that wasn’t holding his. Your face couldn’t possibly get redder than that. “Let’s just go home.”

He laughs softly, “Alright.” then brings your hand up to his lips and places a small kiss on the back.

Moments like these are rare between you two…

You remove your hand from your face and giggled softly as you lay it on his cheek, bringing him to the perfect height to place a loving kiss on his lips.
“I love you.”

…but the wait is definitely worth it…

Your husband smiled as he kissed back. Only leaving your lips again to tell you in a quiet whisper,
"I love you too."

…for this man can make every date, kiss and touch feel like a first

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Hey buttercups,
I thought 'Hey I'm busy with a request that's gonna be pretty long, but I haven't updated for a whole week so let me write a short one shot'....... This took me 2 evenings a morning and half my afternoon😂 I edited this so much. I give up, I'm tired 😂😂

My grammar and spelling is so bad that it takes me a whole evening just to write 500 words. Sometimes I just get rid of everything I've written and start all over again, then I check it over like 25(!?) times before I do the last edits which also takes hours. I'm such a perfectionist, Why aM I LikE tHiS!?!! 😂😂