∆•|Aizawa X Reader|•∆

Ch∆pter 1

"You're lucky that I'm not taking you in right now."

"Yeah yeah ok I get it." I pulled up a stool and sat in front of him.

"Your imagination is growing."

"Its from all the reading I do. It fills up my head like bees filling up a hive. Its amazing", I couldn't help but smile.

Aizawa knew I had broken into the library countless times to read. When we were in our teens I've even snuck my way into school to listen and write down a couple of notes. At one point I did get caught, which lead to us getting a fine. My mom believed after the whole fine thing I would stop, but oh how I didn't. I kept going, this time more carefully. Aizawa would always catch me, since he went to that school, but he to did not have the liking of women unable to read or right. So he'd would look after me, making sure I wouldn't get caught.

When he became one of the newest heroes and had work to do far away he'd buy a book from that area and give it to me when he came back. At that point my mother had figured out. She wasn't angry, but happy herself I was being educated. At some point she to wanted to learn, so I guided her through the basics.

"If your mom finds out you've been busting into the library, she's not gonna like it."

"Well she doesn't have to know now does she", I crossed my arms frowning a bit.

He gives out a tired sigh and stands up stretching. "I won't tell her. But if she figures out I'm not going to help you."

I wave my hand,"Yeah yeah ok."

I didn't notice until now that Aizawa hand a bandage on his hand. When I looked closely, letting the fire's light hit him more, his clothes were a bit raggedy and dirty.

"Another fight?", I shifted my gaze towards the fire.

He turns to look at me then at his hand,"Yeah."

"What was it this time?"

"Bandits."

"Hm."

Like I said before, Shouta Aizawa, one of this town's heroes. I never really admitted it, but I really did worry a bit when I don't see him for a while. Ever since my father died when I was young, he's helped and watched over me and my mom.The thought of him getting seriously injured or even dying...pains me.

He walks towards the door and comes to a halt. "I'm fine don't worry."

"Pfft. Who said I was worried."

He smiles softly and opens the door. "See ya later bookworm."

I frowned at the nickname he gave me and with that he leaves. When I hear his footsteps fade a smile gazes onto my lips.

"See ya."

Standing up I straightened out my skirt and picked cup a small bucket of water. I poured the water onto the flickering flames and darkness consumed the room. I followed the small light of the candle in my room and cleared my bed for a good sleep.

"Well, goodnight", I hopped into bed and covered myself. Not to long afterwards I fall asleep.

"The sun again has sunk into the pits of darkness. The clouds no longer the color of snow. Birds stop their singing and the hearts of men sleep."

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Whoop I hope you liked the first chapter. Its a bit crappy I know. Its my first time XD.  Plus I might add my crappy cringy poetry in here :'). I hope you noticed the sorta Au I put in here. I wanted to go with a sort of medieval or old age years in this story. I hope it works out :D. In this story you and Aizawa are around your early twenties. So like 20-23. I wanted that to be clear just in case it was confusing *sweats*
Well hope you enjoyed it and I'll cya next chapter.

-Proud Weirdo