ANIME!? x reader. oneshots

{{ No particular request, and this will also be a short story. I'm gonna start making shorts to up my motivation and increase readers! Enjoy! A little over 850 words! }}

"Shota, are you ready yet?" You called, pulling on your sleek |F-c| dress. There was a heroes event tonight, and your sleep-deprived husband was taking a little longer than he needed to get ready.

"Yeah yeah, I'm ready." He said, coming out of the bathroom with a half done messy bun in his hands, the hair tie resting snugly in between his front teeth. His suit was put on cleanly, but his tie was crooked and poorly tied. You went over to fix it.

"You know the other heroes would nag at you for this." You said, walking over to fix the poorly done tie. "You do want to show them you can put yourself together, right?" You said, resting your hands on his chest afterward. He finished his messy bun and huffed at you, giving you a small smile as he brought his hands down around your waist.

"Well that wouldn't be entirely true, would it?" Aizawa cocked his head and leaned forward, leaving a small kiss on your nose. "You're the one that puts me together. Now come on, we're gonna be a little more than fashionably late if we stay here." He let go of your waist and you backed away, grabbing your bag before heading out of the door.

Time skip brought to you by alcoholism 🍺🍺

Arriving at the party, you were surprised to find it at Midnight's house. It was honestly impressive, the house being obviously huge, but surprisingly homely, even when crowded with heroes. Midnight quickly greeted both of you, wearing a navy blue suit that was shockingly modest.

"I almost thought you two weren't coming!" She laughed, hugging you and patting Aizawa on the shoulder. She led you two through a small tour of the house, telling you where the bathroom and food were. "...and anything you see that looks like mine, don't touch it. That is a very strict rule of mine. Otherwise, have fun! Can't wait to see you two love birds on the dance floor!" She chuckled, walking away to meet a very late Best Jeanist at the door.

After a little bit of moseying around, you and Aizawa found Allmight and Present Mic chatting together in the center of the room. It didn't take much to find them, with Allmights large figure and Mic's loud voice, but it was nice that you did.

"Hello there |Y-n|! Evening Aizawa!" All might greeted, giving both of you a strong pat on the shoulder. Mic on the other hand wasn't as formal or modest, the flush of alcohol plastered all over his face and mannerisms. It wasn't even 8 pm yet, and Mic somehow found himself way more than a little tipsy.

"Buddy! It's so good to see you here, sososo good!" He threw a messy side hug at Aizawa, patting his back a little harsher than normal. He then turned to you, calming down a great deal. "And |Y-n|, beautiful as always~!" He purred, taking your hand in both of his and attempting to kiss it.

"Haha! No need to say all that!" You said with an awkward tone, pulling your hand away before Mic's face got too close. You stepped closer to Aizawa, who put a protective hand around your waist. He pulled you a little closer than needed, his grip tighter than you were used to from him.

"But there is! You always show up as stunning as possible, it'd be rude not to appreciate the hard work you put in." Mic swayed his arms and pointed at you in a Jack sparrow-like manner, outlining your figure with his finger. "I swear if Shota here Hadn't to yah first, I would've been the one matching that oh-so-lovely ring of yours." Mic let out a loud laugh, catching the attention of some others.

Aizawa was pissed, you could not only literally feel it, but you could see it too. His jaw tensed and his shoulders stiffened. He needed a break. You took your time to pull him aside for a 'drink' and dragged him into an isolated hallway, facing him.

"Hey, it's okay, Mic was just drunk." You tried to start, cupping your husband's cheeks in your hands. The familiar stubble pricked your fingers.

"|Y-n|, he has no self-control. Mic always finds some way to ruin my day- and I couldn't even get a break 15 minutes into the party." Despite his twitching eyebrow and pissed-off face, Aizawa kept a level and almost hushed tone when talking to you. He leaned into your hand and sighed, inching closer to you.

"How about we leave, okay? You showed up and said hello, it wouldn't be wrong to go." You pulled him towards you and gave him a small kiss, hoping to calm him down.

"Yeah, let's do that." He agreed, hugging you for a few moments before leading the way to the door. You really were the one that put him together.