𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒕 | Aizawa x reader

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Aizawa's pov:

Watching her approach my office all I could do was stare. She had me captivated without even trying.

She looked beautiful. The way her outfit clung to the right areas of her figure could drive a man crazy. The confidence in her walk as well, she naturally demands attention when she walks.

The way her skirt moved as her hips swung was  enticing.

My pants grew tighter around my waist with every second I chose to not look away.

As she got closer I noticed a small look of shock on her face. Guess she wasn't expecting the guy she embarrassed to be in charge of whether she gets a job or not.

I wave her in to sit, and she does so without uttering a single word to me. I awaited her to greet me but we sat in silence.

I expected her to waver from direct eye contact, yet it seemed she was set on keeping it.

I realized she wasn't going to say anything anytime soon so I decided to get up and shut the door.

I went through her papers to check her name. "Ms.Y/l/n", I like the way her name sounds coming from my mouth. It simply rolls off the tongue.

She answered me with a bleak 'yes'. She sounded as uninterested as could be. Maybe I should address the situation earlier first. After that we should be able to ease into the interview and put this tense air to rest.

"Before we start this interview I'd like to say, that the behavior you displayed earlier, it was a bit... much" I did my best to explain as professionally as I could.

It must not have been effective though. Seeing as she found it annoying enough to roll her eyes at my statement. After rolling her eyes she opened her mouth to comment on how she felt.

I couldn't even form a sentence. I believe she does have a point, however she's already a bit much to handle as is, I couldn't deal with her snobbish attitude in a professional manner if she tried to get over on me about an apology.

I could just imagine her little complaints. 'You don't sound sincere, try again'. I'd lose my patience with her.

She has so much pride about herself, it could almost be seen as too much. Might I add that she has such a slick fucking mouth.

While thinking of what to say next I pretended to go through her paperwork.

As I asked her what position she'd like she muttered something under her breath, all I could make out from it was 'pig'.

"Care to Repeat that?" I asked her. She's beautiful yet the moment she opens her mouth she becomes exasperating.

"Leasing agent, sorry, sometimes I speak a little too low" She held a forced smile.

"Mhm" I marked down the department I wanted her to work in. "How did you hear about the position opening?" I looked up at her waiting for an answer. I watched her intently.

Slightly tuned in I asked "that so?" a

I was about to go back to getting lost in my thoughts until the next words fell from her lips. "Yes, but then I saw a website recommending Shotos group. She grinned like it was a clever statement. Rolling my eyes, I sat down my pen. Such a back handed comment.

"Ms.Y/l/n, would you like to continue this interview when you're feeling less impertinent?" I asked 

I'm doing my best to keep a professional manner with her.  My brain is saying be patient with her but damn she makes it hard.

"No, but you know what I would like? An apology for earlier" She said leaning forward.

Caressing my hair I leaned back in my seat just stared looking at her. I didn't really know how to react.I got up and sat on the desk in front of y/n.

I got close to make sure she could see my sincerity, but I don't think it was too much of an invasion of personal space.

If it was, I believe she'd be quick to call me on it. From what i can tell this woman can't keep her mouth shut.

I watched her body language to see if she was uncomfortable with me before continuing. She was looking at me, examining me.

She seems strong willed, she could be a good fit for the company. She has a great poker face too. Well honestly a great face in general, but that's besides the point. She could definitely bring in some more clients.

I want her to work here, the only problem I fear is how we'll clash.

"Listen, I apologize for causing you to make a fool of yourself in the lobby, but that doesn't give you the right to have such a curt attitude"
I said taking a moment to let it sink in for her.

Continuing the interview I asked for her work experience.

"Well I've watched a lot of real estate shows..."

I couldn't help but chuckle at her. Real estate shows, seriously. I made note to take her out with me when going to meet a client.

I think we've chatted enough by now. I concluded the conversation by getting up and walking towards the door.

She got the hint and got up as well, before she stepped foot out the door I grabbed her hand.

I could of just called her name but subconsciously I just wanted an excuse to feel her skin on mine.

I felt y/n's hand tense then relax in my grip. She turned to look up at me. I caught myself staring in her brown orbs for a second too long before I spoke.

"Well I believe this is it for now," she nodded in agreement. "but we'll be in touch" I said letting her go reluctantly.

She silently said thank you, as if it hurt her pride to say thank you to me. She walked out through to the hallway after our departure.

Watching her walk will be the highlight of my day.