The town was visited by additional  heroes who were in disguises. They arrived in large trucks with black tinted windows. As if that wasn't standing out enough, they park beside the hotel where you were staying at.

The heroes used the venue at the hotel for a large meeting, leaving you out of it this time. Clearly upset, you grabbed a hoodie and pulled it over your head and shoved some of your hair inside. You slipped past the heroes by telling them it was that time of month and you were only going next door to the pharmacy. But they didn't allow you to go through. So as a final choice you went to the unisex bathroom that had a large enough window that fit your body. You pushed opened the window and looked at the bathroom door, listening to see if any heroes were around. When you felt it was clear you hopped up face first and crawled through the window. Getting down was difficult and you fell on your bottom. A shock of pain froze your body before turning over and wince. Using the wall behind you, you pushed against the wall to get yourself up on your feet.

The first few steps caused you to limp but after a distance, you walked normal. There was no place particular you wanted to go to, you just felt the need to walk away from the heroes to have some time alone. Being around them started to feel suffocating and whatever the deal was going in with Aizawa was making the mission seem more like a jail.

You finally came across a two story small library that was also a bookstore. You smirked and looked around to make sure no one had followed you. The bookstore was the first floor so you went up to the second floor to the library. There were only two rows of books but a little section in the back with a lounge area and a window above it. Cute, instrumental music played as you sat down in the lounge area. It was peaceful like the traditional house you grew to love. You missed it and regretted being there in the first place, you had wished you came across the house in a different situation than a mission. If the Red Snakes were taken down and everything went back to normal, you would have taken all of your money and buy that house to stay forever.

The bean bag you were in was comfortable and it made you sink in deeper. You didn't have a book or a phone, so all you did was sit there and stared out of the window.

-

Aizawa finally found you. He took notice when you weren't in the meeting room and had a hunch you were about to do something you shouldn't have. So he stepped out, claiming he needed better coffee then the one the hotel had provided. As he made his way to the entrance of the hotel, Midnight stopped him and with her hands on her hips she lectured him. Telling him off about his unusual attitude towards you. Aizawa responded with a nod.

"I know."

"Fix it."

Aizawa pulled on the handle to the door and Midnight slammed her hand on it, preventing him from opening it. Her face was a stern and upsetting face, a concern to Aizawa. Her hand lowered and Aizawa stepped out. His hands tucked away to his pockets as he stormed down the street. Passing the alleyway better the hotel and a store, he saw you squeezing out of the window. Before his full body entered the alleyway, he peered around the corner and watched as your body slammed down on your butt. He covered his mouth with his scarf to muffle out his chuckle.

As you got up from the floor Aizawa used his scarf to scale the building until he reached the roof. From above he observed you leaving the hotel. He jumped roof to roof with light steps until he saw you enter the library. He looked around to his surroundings before lowering down to the ground. He cleared his throat and adjusted his scarf as he crossed the street. He pulled open the door and looked around until he saw the sign that read library with an arrow pointing up. Aizawa started to climb the stairs and looked down the aisles until he caught glimpse of your feet.

-

"Aizawa," You sat up with your legs crossed. "You should update your little hero resume with Great Tracker."

"I'll take that as a compliment. It wasn't hard, you might think a library is the last place I'll check but it would be the first."

Aizawa took a seat on the floor across from you with a small gap between you. He chose to sit out of the lounge area with his back against the edge of the bookshelf.

"It is a compliment."

You laid back down, raising your legs up as you turned over to face the wall. All you wanted was some time alone from people. The heroes weren't bothering you but you needed some time alone since every step you took has been observed by someone. 

"We need to talk."

"Okay."

Suddenly, Aizawa's deep and tired voice was starting to annoy you. You were in definite need of some alone time. 

"I have been distancing myself for necessary reason."

Rolling your eyes you shot up, sitting up again and facing him. "Look, I get it it was the kiss. Apologies for making you uncomfortable. Can you leave me alone for an hour at least?"

Aizawa's face didn't change when you rose you voice. He took off his scarf, wrapping it around the palm of his hand. "Who said I was uncomfortable?"

Stunned by the comment, you stared like a child in a zoo. Amazed by a response you least expected to roll off his tongue.

"So, why have you been avoiding me?"

You scooted closer to him but Aizawa stopped you when he rather continue the conversation on the comfort of bean bags and pillows. He sat beside you but keeping himself inside an invisible bubble as if touching you was forbidding even if it was only a finger poking your skin. He sighed, unsure of how to word it properly. Suddenly, his silence was making you nervous and you reached out, holding his scarf and playing with the tough yet soft fabric.

Aizawa looked down at your hand. "What is it?"

You freaked out, pushed him far away from you and blushing when you realized how close you gotten. Aizawa was being mushed between the wall and your stiff hands. Your head lowering until your elbows was to your ears, looking down at the floor.  

"Uh," You sat back and apologized for pushing him to the wall. "Nothing, you were about to say something."

Aizawa shrugged it off. He didn't realized what strength you had. "The kiss didn't bother me."

You dropped the scarf and paid more attention.

"It just caught by surprise and my response wasn't the best I understand," Aizawa rubbed the back of his head as his voice lowered. "Why would you?"

"Kiss you?" You shrugged. Thinking back to the club then the market. "I... just couldn't stop thinking about the kiss at the club and I guess I just started having feelings that I wasn't aware of..."

Your voice was stammering and shaky. You had reached back down playing with his scarf when you spoke.

"Right the club, apologies about that."

You shook your head and gave him a small smile. "It was fine, I saw the men running after you."

"You were the only one I could recognize."

Aizawa finally had the guts to look up to your eyes with meaning and did not regret it. Your smile had returned to your face and color was on your cheeks. Your eyes were brighter than before and his heart started to beat. It was beating so fast for a second he thought it was coming down with something before realizing that the beating of his heart was caused by your smile. He couldn't believe he could possible know this feeling yet here he sat, staring into your eyes and feeling himself fall... favoring you.

Aizawa scarf flew up from your arms and over your head, covering your neck and parts of your upper back. Being pulled, causing you to jolt forward and into his lips. He held the scarf tighter, kissing right now might be needed for both of you. The tighter he held the more you leaned forward and Aizawa leaned back. Sitting on your right hip, with your arms resting on his chest you gently laid yourself on his body. Aizawa free hand that wasn't holding his scarf held the center of your back as he pulled back from the kiss.

"I didn't ask if that was alright.."

You chuckled and gave him a quick kiss. "You don't have ask if the moment feels right."

Aizawa perched himself up and placed his forehead unto yours.

"I don't know... I might push you away."

You brushed back his hair from his face and laid your head on his chest. Staring up at him, you rubbed your finger on his beard and smiled.

"You teach me to fight. And I teach you to let me in."

Aizawa arms shook, hesitating before hugging you closely to him. He nodded, thinking about the basics that you needed to learn almost immediately but also thinking of ways to activate your quirk. Seeing how you were able to defend yourself using your own blood, he was aware of what your quirk might be.

"Should we go back?" You asked, trying to sit up but Aizawa putting pressure on your head to lower you back down.

"No, I'm comfortable. Let's rest. Midnight and Mic could fill me in later."

Aizawa took the opportunity to fall asleep. His invisible exhaustion catching up to him. His arms gripped tighter around your body when he had fallen into a deep sleep. You laid back down just below his scruffy beard. You couldn't understand how he falls asleep so easily at any moment. But not wanting to wake him up, you laid there silently and waited till he woke up. You weren't tired and you weren't uncomfortable. It was nice to be able to hear his heartbeat. His chest rising and lowering. It was calming.