I felt an intense and heavy aura after having been awake and determined well enough to leave the hospital.

Yamada had been the one to get me back to my "home" and was much quieter than usual. I noticed this and grabbed his arm when I saw him heading out without really looking at me.

He paused long enough to make me worry I had made him angry in some way, but when he turned his gaze on me, I saw how tired he was and didn't even try to stop myself from hugging him tightly.

I wanted to lighten his mood a little. "I miss my loudmouth." I said with a soft chuckle. He pulled his head away just enough to make eye contact with me.

"I just need to think on some things, song bird. You really really worried me."

I smiled in response to that. "Well, maybe next time, you could hang around more so I don't have a near death experience for no logical reason."

"Or you can listen to what I tell you before willingly walking into dangerous situations."

We both jumped at the unexpected voice of a very, as always, tired sounding Aizawa. Yamada shrugged and roughed up my hair like a jerk before leaving me to my doom.

I stood in front of Aizawa feeling the judgment come down on me.

Yeah, judged. With those eyes that seem to glare into your soul.

He did manage to say he was relieved to see I was fine, before going right into scolding me for what he was informed of.

"Froppy let me know you attempted to cause a sort of diversion. Even though you have no quirk and could have easily been killed."

Seriously Tsu? You ratted me out?

I nodded along anyway, knowing he was right and having no way to defend myself. I did feel really bad because I knew I had worried him, but I just needed to help.

When he finished and went to make a pot of coffee, I ended up remembering the moment I felt fear when Aizawa was being held down. The memory was still so fresh, I didn't even sense that I had started crying.

There's never been a time when I cared for people so much and realized it when they were in danger. No one has hung around long enough, and I didn't used to be one to beg them to stay.

A coffee mug was suddenly right in my face almost, jolting me out of my thoughts. I made eye contact with Aizawa holding out the mug and seemingly studying my reactions.

I nodded and gratefully took the mug. I assumed he was waiting in silence for me to drink before saying anything further. I went ahead and took a sip.

Wait…!?

"IS THIS WHITE CHOCOLATE MOCHA?!HOW!?" I was immediately met with glowing red eyes. I cleared my throat and apologized for being so excited over coffee.

"It's a pro hero's hero." He muttered.

The unexpected joke made me burst into laughter, something I didn't usually do around Aizawa because he is never one to make a joke.

Aizawa's POV

It's moronic thinking I decided to let that one out of my mouth. Before I could regret it, she began to laugh.

Yeah, it's creepy to simply watch, but I find myself enjoying her smiles and laughs more and more these days.

I am very well aware of how afraid she was at the U.S.J. I didn't need anyone to tell me afterward that she had been most afraid for me.

Aizawa put his mug down on a nearby counter when he noticed she had gotten somewhat self-conscious, probably due to the fact that he hadn't laughed with her.

As he approached her, he could see she was trying to calm herself down.

"Don't." Was all he said.

She stared at him in confusion.

He isn't a man of many words, but the ones he says always carry a meaning. A thought. He wanted to say don't be afraid. Don't stop laughing.

He was close enough to hold her cheek in his palm and she didn't stop him from doing so, even though her eyes were as big as saucers.

She is lively, silly, kind, and can't hide how she feels to save her life.

He brought himself closer.

I stood by watching Yamada continually pursue her.

As his lips pressed to hers, he felt her gasp against him when he wrapped his arms around her waist in an attempt to bring her closer.

I'm not going to just stand by anymore.