You sigh again, if there was ever one alpha in this whole wide world, it would be him. He smells delicious and it was most likely his scent that jump started your cycles to begin to be regular. You were pretty sure he would never pick you in a million years. The world is cruel to you, so you didn't need an alpha to validate your place. You didn't need to make kits (pups) with some alpha that would probably never love you.
Love is love and an unbearable heat is an unbearable heat which meant getting fucked was all you want and that wasn't love to you.
"Afternoon Miss (L/N) you have been gone a few days." Aizawa comments with half closed tired eyes.
"Mmm, I was sick. Sorry for the inconvenience Mr. Aizawa. I will pay for your latte today." You reply with a nervous smile and look away. He is an alpha after all and the protocol between alphas and omegas..
"Not necessary... call me Shouta."
"Hi Shouta, I'm (Y/N). Is there anything else I can get for you?"
"Help correct papers from students with terrible handwriting?" he asks with a straight face.
You weren't sure if he was serious or just making a joke. Your eyes dart to his face then your hands cleaning a mug. "I don't think so...I need to get some other work done. Call me over for anything else Mr. Aiz...Shouta."
Your cousin, Eito, approaches you. "Would you brush some of the cats and feed them? Some of your customers have asked. They enjoy the interaction between you and our cats."
"Of course cousin Eito!" you smile.
You grab a grooming basket and Eito places a dark chocolate hot cocoa in your hand. The kittens bat at your tail and the adults meow as they trot along behind you. Your ears flick forward and back as you call them by name. A shiver runs down your back as if eyes are staring at you intensely and you look up to see Shouta's half lidded eyes settle on you.
Is he checking me out?
Nay couldn't be?
He has been coming to the Shoken for years and now twice a week, this year, since he didn't expel any of his class 1-A students.. He could have the choice of any omega if he was a pro hero too.
Yet what was his hero name?
You hadn't seen him on tv like All Might. Was he an underground hero?
That was not such good news for you. You have a side income on the down and low. You are a small time thief and fence. Some of your 'friends' would swing by and leave an item that needed to be transferred to another 'friend'.
Once or twice you had picked locks and entered a couple of houses uninvited. If Mr. Aizawa is a pro hero or worse, an underground hero, then you were not wanting to be on an alpha hero radar, at all.
He most likely patrolled nights. You would have to surrender if he demanded it. Now your mind begins to wonder if he is looking for your 'dishonest' friends who show on Fridays for weekend plans?
"Hi (Y/N)! Plans for the weekend hot fox?" says your friend Kasui (Spike).
You look up and wave "No, I may need to work an extra shift."
"What a shame...such a hot fox and a party this Saturday in need of said hot fox. You would be all decked out and have your nails done up right."
(Y/N) laughs. That was code for breaking into a house and partying. You're nails were the front keys, as in picking the lock, to the expensive home. You flick your thick and bushy fox tail while shrugging your shoulders.
"Sorry Kasui not this Saturday."
"Who is the tired man leering at you?" your friend asks.
"He's a regular here on Thursdays and Fridays. That's Mr. Aizawa, a teacher from UA High."
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•Eraser Tales•(Aizawa)
Fanfiction(mha🍋) (🔖Wattys 2022 nomination) A collection of short stories and one shots featuring Shouta Aizawa aka Eraserhead, ranging from lemons to angst, yandere and romance to sudden loss and everything in between. This is a writing project to create...
Slip Knot p.1 (1)
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