•Eraser Tales•(Aizawa)

Touch of swirl (3)

•Fluffy-Gender Neutral

•Using the word Fanthem instead of general fan girl/boy. Not sure a word but I like it so maybe it works for others too.

• No warnings unless you don't like fluff.

"(Y/n)! There's your type of hero!" your co-worker points out.

"And what would that be...?" You scoff. "You know I don't like flashy..."

"(Y/n), you'll like him! It's Eraserhead and you're cute," you get an elbow to the ribs.

"The man is not here on a social call and certainly not a date from a Barist(a)," you growl. "The poor man needs like twenty four hours of sleep to catch up on it! I'm not harassing him and that's final."

"Okay but I think you're his type he just doesn't know it..."

"I am not his 'type' and he needs sleep..." you scowl.

A deep, tired voice clears his throat. Your head whips around, to see obsidian black eyes, with a hint of a golden ring around the black.

"Oh! So sorry, co-workers and their, go date a customer b-s" you say embarrassed.

"Mmm...I have a few of those too," his voice so deep that penetrates your mind and you will never forget the sound of Eraserhead's voice. You have never been drawn to voices.

~Eraser is now the exception.

"What can I create for you?" You now ask him.

"Create? Interesting...just a Chai Latte."

"Done and on it!" You say back with a friendly smile.

Aizawa tries not to tap his fingers on the counter. He sees you doing some kind of design then puts the lid on. You bring him, his drink, to go. He immediately opens the lid to look.

~A lotus blossom design floats on top.

He makes a "Huh..thanks," then a faint smirk. The underground hero leaves, with the hot beverage, in hand.

(Y/n) was hoping he wouldn't lift the lid and if Eraser did, not get a 'huh'. Well he won't be back you figure, he's one of those picky types. Then again, why did you care?

You thought heroes deserved their privacy and one less overbearing Fanthem could help.

"(Y/n)! Not even an autograph?" your bouncy, annoying coworker hums loudly.

"No...he needs his healthy space too..."

About a week later, you took on an earlier shift for the day. You mostly worked at night then did the bakery goods. Sometimes you helped out very early hours before going home. This is an easy one, of those covering shifts, kind of deals. You are standing in the back, looking over your baked treats, when you get a nudge to the ribs.

"He's here!"

"Who's here? Tomura, the creepy leader of the League of Villains?'" you say with sarcasm.

"No, someone so much better and is a pro hero..." the coworker giggles.

"Don't you dare harass him! Or you will get sick with my lemon bars!" (Y/n) half laughs.

People think it's a joke but her quirk is to create or destroy with her hands. You can truly make someone sick, to death, if you choose to use your quirk for such.

Your friendly co-worker has a secret of her own. She can see the future of relationships. If she can ever get you to even talk to Shouta Aizawa, you will be going down the road, to relationship happiness. So she literally pushes you, out of the back and up to the counter.