a/n: inspired by kohee's own ficlet, 'glimpses'. this is kinda short though and really really random (lol) but nonetheless I hope you guys still like it!


Alphabet G - Glimpse


For the longest of time, Aizawa believed that if someone were to ask him when he decided to marry Shiraishi, he would shrug and say there were too many moments for him to know exactly when.

I mean, he had reasoned to himself, it won't be possible to just pinpoint one exact moment, right?

To him, it was just a background detail, something that was extra and didn't contribute in validating his love for Shiraishi. He didn't understand why it was so important, why Fujikawa had been telling him again and again, how he knew when he wanted to marry Saejima. He didn't quite understand why Fujikawa was already talking about marriage to him at such an early stage. Sure, that topic did cross his mind before, but it didn't stuck around for long. There were much more important things he had to deal with than his own love life, anyway.

Or at least, that was what he thought before.

Aizawa's thoughts were interrupted when he heard a slight squeak coming from the woman sitting opposite him. His gaze was immediately on hers as he watched how she was frantically flipping through a file in her hands, before her hands started to furiously type across the keyboard.

"Shiraishi, what's wrong?" He asked out of concern, wondering what had happened that the staff leader was panicking so much.

"I was supposed to send an email yesterday!" Her reply was curt, since all attention was towards the screen in front of her. She didn't elaborate any longer, but Aizawa assumed she had missed a deadline for something—which was rather unlikely of Shiraishi, so he got up and walked towards the file she had thrown to the side.

Aizawa picked the file up, immediately seeing the pink post-it note in front with bolded words; "MUST SENT EMAIL BY 24/10, 12PM".

He frowned instantaneously, blinked twice, scratched his chin once before placing the file back onto the counter. Aizawa reached for his phone to double check, just in case he had remembered the date wrongly. He didn't.

"Um…Shiraishi?" He hesitated, not wanting to poke an agitated Shiraishi, but at the same time wanting her to just calm down because woman you're ahead of the deadline by 4 days—"It's only the 21st today."

Shiraishi's reply didn't surprise him. "I know, Aizawa-sensei." She didn't look any less frustrated even if she knew of that, though.

Aizawa could only stare at her in pure amusement, watching how she was still furiously typing up an official email to be sent to a professor in another hospital. She was concentrating so hard that she didn't realise how Aizawa was fighting a smile on his face.

And that was then the moment struck him.

It was a sudden, extremely random moment, but there was no mistake in it. The realisation dawned upon him so quickly that he didn't, couldn't, foresee it from happening. One second he was just staring at Shiraishi with amusement and adoration, and the second, he had glimpsed into his future and realised just how in love he was with her.

I love her. He repeated in his mind silently, the smile now fully formed on his lips. I love this woman.

And then it hit him, the words he never would have expected himself to ever think about.

I want to spend the rest of my life with her.

It all happened in less than three seconds, but somehow, Aizawa wasn't stunned by his own thoughts. The same thoughts which puzzled him just a few days ago, the same thoughts that he was so sure he wouldn't ever be thinking about.

It didn't even surprise him that it occurred at the least expected timing, not even since Shiraishi's attention wasn't on him, but on her usual meticulous work ethics he was already so used to. There was nothing romantic in what had happened, nothing fanciful or sweet-inducing that could have made his heart pound and realise hey, I want to marry you! Heck, it wasn't even anything about him. He just found her unnecessary panicking to be endearing, and somehow that struck a cord in his mind on how he could (and want to) live with that for the rest of his life.

Maybe this was what Fujikawa had meant when he was telling him all about his own moment of clarity with Saejima. He didn't understand it then, but he understood it now, loud and clear.

The only thing left to do now, is to think of a perfect proposal.

(end)

p/s: omg I was swamped with so many things to do these two weeks, and I was down with fever AGAIN because the weather here is terrible (dmn you climate change) so this update is later than usual. I also wanted to inform readers that if I Suddenly disappear, it is because the ban in my country towards this website has gotten into me, because so far I can still access the site without any problems (but not for a few people like Yuri Hannah :( so I hope this privilege of mine stays forever omg I need this website for my daily shiraizawa fix). So yes fingers crossed I don't disappear before I finish this fic, and thank you again for all your support and love, I am overwhelmed as per usual, and once again, if you have recommendations for the alphabet H, just let me know in the comments! THANK YOU.