“Wow,” you said with surprise, raising one hand to shield your eyes as small sticks flew in through the open door and smacked you in the face.
The two of you stood there for a second then you stepped forward as if to go out the door but Aizawa grabbed your arm to stop you.
“Don’t go out there, it’s dangerous,” he said in a low voice, still looking out the door at the storm that was rapidly setting in.
“I can’t stay here, I have to go back to my cabin,” you said, pulling forward again. “No, please ignore what just came out of my mouth please Aizawa, I want to stay here. Please force me to stay!” your mind screamed.
Aizawa hesitantly let your arm go and you stepped out onto the porch.
“I’ll run. It’ll be fine, it’s not raining yet,” you said as you jumped off the veranda and sprinted for your cabin, “Aizawa, please throw your attack scarf thing around me and drag me back I don’t want to be alone in my cabin!!” you wailed to yourself as you ran.
No binds grabbed you.
No voice called you back.
You jumped up onto your verandah with a very dejected look on your face and reached for the door, opened it, then entered and closed it behind you.
“Y/N, you waterproof tea bag, were you dropped onyour head as a child? Why didn’t you just stay with him?!”
You sighed with frustration and reached for the lights to turn them on.
The room lit up and you relaxed a little bit, but not for long- as almost a second later a massive flash of lightening coursed to the ground just outside your cabin window, cutting the power off at the same time as an ear splitting clap of thunder detonated overhead.
There was another noise in amongst all of this but you didn’t have time to work out what is was as suddenly the tree beside your cabin was split in half by the lightening and fell straight across your roof- breaking the tiles and collapsing the ceiling.
You screamed and released your quirk, making a cover with your arms, inflating them up and over your head.
“Get up!” a voice called to you, two strong arms wrapping around your waist.
In a panic you spun as you turned and gabbed onto whoever it was who had just come to your rescue.
The person hoisted your body up against theirs and stepped backwards out of the cabin before placing you down on the ground again and grabbing your hand.
“Run!” They commanded- and you ran, wind and suddenly torrents of rain blinding you as you held onto their hand for dear life.
They took you back to their cabin, helping you up onto the verandah and ushering you inside the darkened room.
“Oh my god,” you panted, wiping rain from your face, “where… ??”
You looked around. The power was out but from the flashes of lightning you could see that you were back in Aizawa’s cabin
“Aizawa?” you asked, turning back to him.
“Stay here,” he commanded, his chest rising and falling rapidly, “I need to check my students.”
You nodded numbly and watched as he raced back out the door into the squall of rain- that paternal instinct in him running deep.
Nervously you waited at the door for him, watching out into the night as the violent storm threw shards of lightening everywhere.
“Are they all ok?” you called over the din of the storm as he ran for the cover of the cabin again, grabbing for him as he jumped back up onto the porch.
He nodded as he flicked water from his face and hair, one of his hands on your side as you gripped the front of his sopping wet shirt.
“I told them all to stay in their cabins.”
“Ok good, what the hell happened to my cabin?” you suddenly asked.
“The tree fell on it. I’m glad you’re ok, did you get hurt?” he asked, moving his hand from your wet side to your upper arm and running down it.
“N-No, I’m fine.”
Didn’t get hurt at all but please keep touching me…” your brain begged seductively.
He removed his hand and nodded.
“You’ll stay here tonight. Have the bedroom and I’ll stay out here. I don’t sleep much at night anyway due to doing a lot of night work.”
“I can’t come in here and kick you out of your own room!” you replied with honor, “that’s just rude. Listen, I’ll sleep in the bed and when you get tired just come in and sleep in there as well. We are both adults. It’s fine.”
Another clap of thunder and streak of lightening flashed from nearby, lighting up your faces in the dark as your eyes bore into his.
“I’ll see how I go,” he replied, turning and walking inside more and over to the desk, “Y/N,” he called back to you over his shoulder as he stood at the desk, “you got quite wet out there and I don’t want you to get sick. I packed one spare pair of clothes. Please change into them so you are dry”
“But what about you?”
“If you don’t mind, I will take my shirt off and hang it to dry. My pants aren’t too wet,’ he replied in his stoic voice.
Your face went super hot in the dark and you forced yourself to hide the smile as you replied him. “I don’t mind at all, I don’t want you to get sick either.”
He didn’t say anything else. The only noises were from outside- the rain and thunder making a racket as the lightening sporadically lit up the room.
You watched as Aizawa reached for the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up over his head in one swift movement, the lightening striking again and showing of his unbelievably muscular back.
“Oh shit. What does the front look like?” your thirsty thoughts asked.
Of course you were still looking at him when he turned to look at you and another course of lightening lit him up.
Needless to say his chiseled form made your knees go weak and you had to look away quickly to keep it all together.
“I’ve left the spare clothes in the bag in the room,” he stated, “I’ll stay here while you change.”
You put your head down and walked into the room, flustered and extremely turned on by the sight before you- wanting to run into his arms, and run away at the same time.
“I don’t even know what to do any more,” you moaned pitifully internally as you looked around in the dark for his bag.
As lightening struck again, you found it, and opened it to find a pair of pants and a shirt.
“I’m gonna be in his clothes… I’m gonna be in his clothes.. they’re gonna be big and baggy and ahhhhhhhh.”
You pulled out the top and held it up, it was the perfect bagginess so you put it down on the bed then pulled your drenched top up over your head.