? Unforgettable- Aizawa x Reader

Mister Number Two

"Today is going to be a long day..."

He murmured to himself and pulled out his infamous yellow sleeping bag to take a nap in the private rooms.

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"Are you always this annoying? Sure, you're cocky and other people love you. But I don't see why they love you! You have no ass and a horrible face..."

"You mean a lovable face and a crap ton of cake. But continue."

I was now rambling on, with Hawks tuning in once in a while to fix my 'mistakes', or that's what he said. I was deep into my ranting session when Hawks's phone rang. The sound made me halt my rant and I pointed at his pockets. But he didn't reach for his phone. No, no, no. He completely shrugged it off, knowing it would annoy me. It did.

I rubbed my temple with my fingers. Not only that but people were whispering and talking about me and Hawks as we walked down the streets. What did I expect from my popularity? Here's the answer, not much at all.

"Just know that it's not my fault if it's someone important."

"Not planning on blaming you. I'm not doing this on purpose to get on your nerves, but this is a great addition."

He chuckled when I playfully punched him on the shoulders. The annoying man patted my head, trying to ruffle up my hair again. I pouted and fixed my hair for the fourth time today. Before I could turn around and yell at him, Hawks was already taking a selfie with one of his fans.

I stood there and waited for him to come back. He somehow busied himself with a deep conversation with one of his fans. I grinned and ignored him. Noting that he still wanted to piss me off, that birdbrain will never learn his lesson. A minute or two later, he joined me again with a disappointed frown on his face. Deciding to cheer him up, just this once. I complimented his height but in my style.

"Did you get taller?! I swear! Why am I always the short one of the group?"

To be honest, I was over the average height of a woman. Many wouldn't complain about it (Short peeps I understand your pain). I was just making things up to cheer him up a bit.

"Well, is it my fault that you were born short and ugly?" He teased me as we guys crossed a street.

I knew I was making a mistake when it came to feeding this man's already enormously big ego. But what was done was done and I hated myself for it.

"I complimented you once in my life and all I get back is this very heartwarming comment? You know what? I'm done being nice."

"Were you even nice to begin with..."

Hawks sweat-dropped when he saw the glare I was sending him. A nervous chuckle escaped from his throat and he quickly created some distance between us.

"You know what... I was joking..." He justified himself.

"Whatever. We arrived at my agency...quite a coincidence that yours is right across from mine."

He chuckled darkly, "Cat control what the hero commission does.... or says."

I gave him some awkward finger guns, "Got you..."

"The commission probably wants to meet up with you at some point. So get ready or something. Well, I have interns to get to, got to go!"

He waved goodbye and flew across the street.

I wasn't dumb. I knew the commission was made with disgustingly, harsh - no unreasonable people. Who are manipulating bitches, with catchphrases about 'Making the world a better place' or some other shit? They were only there for their status, money, and whatever they could get their greedy hands on.

I shook my head, pushing the disgusting thoughts to the back of my head for now, and tried to enjoy the magnificent view of the agency from the front. I took some deep breaths to relax and walked up to the glass doors. Pushing the door open with its metal handle, I was greeted by the receptionist.

"Hello, this is the White Noise's Agency located in Fukuoka, Japan. What may I help you-[Y/N]!"