You were quietly proud of how you had conducted yourself in the staff room just then, you hadn’t shown even a skerrick of pain that you felt when Aizawa treated you so casually.
“I’m going to tell him to dial it right back to being professional. I can’t handle this constant state of ‘are we work colleagues or part time lovers’.”
Setting your jaw, you walked into the classroom and over to the black board, picking up a piece of chalk so that you could write your name and the topic that you would be discussing with the class.
No sooner had you started writing your name, Aizawa’s bind had caught your wrist.
You looked over at him and grabbed for the bind to pull it off but the way he was looking at you made you stop.
“Y/N,” Aizawa said in his mellow bland voice.
“No… Aizawa…” you started, “I don’t like feeling like this. I’m just a toy on a shelf for you.”
“I am truly sorry,” he said in monotone regret, “please. Let’s talk tonight after class.”
You sighed, your head and your heart at war with each other.
“Give him a chance. Give the goddamn jawline a chance!” your heart screamed, “he wants to do the right thing, you have plenty of room to give him some time to come around.”
“No!” your brain screamed, “you are better than this! All he is going to do is make you feel wanted and loved for 0.03 seconds then fuck you and then withdraw again. Don’t be stupid, it’s always like this.”
“But maybe this time will be different?” your heart cried, “this is the third time you have confronted like this. Third time is always a charmer.”
You sighed again, allowing your heart to open you mouth for the reply.
“Ok. We can talk,” you said, not completely happy with your decision to let him try again, but also not wanting to lose an opportunity with him.
He nodded, his facial expressions showing that he was, at least, slightly relieved that you had agreed to talk with him.
His bind slipped off your wrist and you went back to writing, trying to not be fazed by the fact that he was still standing there looking at you.
Just then the bell rang and students started to file in, your girl squad coming to the front to talk to you excitedly before finding their seats.
As they departed from you, Yaoyorozu walked over to Aizawa.
“Mr Aizawa, sir,” Yaoyorozu addressed Aizawa as he sat down at his desk. “This weekend, our class is having a get together at my residence and I would love for you and Miss L/N to be in attendance as well. She has already responded her interest,” she added quickly.
“I will discuss it with Miss L/N,” Aizawa stated, his eyes falling on your side and back as you kept writing and ignored their conversation.
Yaoyorozu nodded and bowed before heading to her seat but not before replying- with an outstretched hand- to Mina’s sneaky high five.
“Good morning class,” you greeted them brightly once you had finished writing on the board.
“Good morning, Miss L/N,” they chorused.
“I have this morning’s lesson,” you said with a smile as you pointed to the title written on the board behind you, “let’s begin.”
The class went very smoothly and the girls, especially, were very attentive and had a lot of good replies and questions.
You were a little surprised at how involved they all were, that was, until you saw that Shoji had floated an eye up to see what Aizawa was writing, then realized you were being critiqued for you teaching style and alerted the class so that they all got more involved to make you look even better.
“Has Aizawa noticed?” You wondered, glancing at him as he wrote something else down on the paper in front of him.
The class concluded well and the bell rang right as you were wrapping up.
“Miss L/N,” Yaoyorozu said in her bright voice as she approached you at the front, “the point you made about moral dilemmas and villain tendencies was intriguing, thank you for bringing that up.”
“You’re welcome,” you replied with a smile.
“I do so enjoy your teaching style,” Yaoyorozu added, her gaze flicking to Aizawa then back to you, “you have very clear speech and direction when you are taking a class.”
“Oh, thank you, Yaoyorozu,” you said with a shy smile, “is she doing this so that Aizawa hears??”
She nodded and glanced at Aizawa one more time before leaving for the next class and you hesitated a look at him.
“They’re all on your side,” he commented as he stood up, still looking down at his desk.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t tell them to do any of that. They did it on their own,” you said apologetically, “I was hoping you didn’t notice.”
“I told you before, not much gets by me.”
“Evidently,” you mused, “Umm… anyway… I heard you mention to Yaoyorozu about the weekend?”
“I would like to be in attendance but I wanted to make sure it wasn’t going to make you feel uncomfortable,” he stated.
“Why would I feel uncomfortable?” you asked, “I’m happy for you to be there.”
He nodded and walked past you to the door.
“Let’s meet in the staff room after class finishes and if no one else is there we can discuss … us but if my loud mouthed friend is there and Miss gossip then, we should find somewhere else to talk.”
You cracked a smile. “Sure, that sounds fine by me.”
It was now later, in the staff room, and everyone else had left for the day.
“Is it safe to talk now?” you asked Aizawa from your desk as you finished up a few things.
“I think so,” he replied, getting up and walking over to your desk to rest his backside on the corner as he looked down at you.”
“Well. You talk first. I want to hear from your end what is going on. What did you want to discuss,” you asked, sitting back in your chair and crossing your arms across your chest as you looked up at him.
“First, I want to apologize for the way I left your place last night. As you have probably picked up, I’m a bit of an introvert and like to keep to myself—,”
“Introvert is in understatement. Is there a word that’s more strong than introvert to describe someone’s extreme pleasure of being by themselves?”
“— but that is no excuse for being cut off like I was. I went in with the intention of showing you that I could be emotionally available but then, when it came time to prove it, I shut down.”