The apartment may as well have been something from a magazine as Aoi looked around with wide eyes as she stepped through the threshold of the front door. This place was to be her new home, or more so her new prison. The single apartment was nearly the size of the entire floor of her old apartment. She did not even want to know how expensive a place like this would cost. Surely one month in this place surely cost about a year's worth of rent at her old place. Had she not been nearly dragged there against her will she may have been over the moon and fascinated with a place like this.
But instead she was very quick to squish down the feelings of fascination and wonder. This was not some holiday, no this was her new hell. She wanted nothing more than to go back to her apartment. Her home and the safety it offered now that she was free from the hell that was the hospital. Izuku was already rambling off about something as he closed and locked the door behind them as she toed her shoes off and slipped on some brand new slippers.
She frowned down at the plain white slippers. She missed her old pair. Sure they were well worn and nearly falling apart but they had been so comfortable. These ones did not feel the same. It was not till the large body of her new roommate slipped past her did she look up at the man.
"Your room will be on the right side and mine will be across from yours on the left side," it was only part of some of his rambling but she really could not bring herself to pay attention. She was still incredibly pissed that she had been unable to get out of this situation.
"Okay," was the only answer she gave before she started to head towards her new bedroom. She could see the hurt flash across Izuku's face. She has been trying to fight him tooth and nail but in the end she could not get away from him. It still made her feel a little bad. She knew eventually she would apologize to him for her behaviour. But for right now she was too busy stewing in her own anger. She could not see this apartment as anything other than a prison or cage.
"I'll be in my room," she said simply as she started to walk away from him as he tried to start talking again. All she got in reply was a stuttered okay from the poor man who had to deal with her sour mood. She stormed into the room that she had recalled him saying was hers. It was the only part of what he had been rambling that she had paid attention to.
Her new bedroom was nearly as large as her entire last apartment. The room was rather bare aside from the queen sized bed in the middle, night stands on either side of it, and a computer desk with no computer on it. A handful of boxes also stacked in one corner by what looked like closet doors had her looking away from the corner. She did not want a reminder that her entire life could be stuffed into only half a dozen boxes. Sure it was not everything, apparently new bed sheets covered the bed, no need for her old mismatched and ragged set. So she was not sure if that new silky set Izuku had bought her or any of her old towels had been grabbed in the hassle of getting her old home boxed up and moved.
Walking towards the bed she ran her hands along the soft bed sheets. At least they did not feel cheap. But still they were not her bed sheets. This was not her room, nor was this her bed. Turning to the small stack of boxes in the one corner she glared at them before making her way towards them. At least they were labeled. She looked for one that had clothing written on it. The writing was incredibly neat and tidy. She hoped that at least that meant that a woman was the one who had been the one to look through and pack up her small amount of clothing.
Digging around in the box she looked for one of her beloved soft t-shirt's, she did not care if small holes sat along the bottom of the shirt along the hem at her sides were she had a bad habit of fiddling with the material till she put holes into them and then even more as the material would fray. It's not a shirt she would wear in front of people but it was too comfortable to just throw it away. Having no plans to leave the bedroom she did not bother at that moment with pants or anything else. She was more than content to just wear some panties and the shirt as she headed over the bed.
Even though she had been cleared by the hospital and had pretty much recovered, her mind and body were still exhausted. She was not sure if it was from the stress of being kidnapped and tortured, being stuck in a horrible hospital for days, being stuck with hero's twenty- hours a day, or the stress of now being a heroes new house bound pet. Maybe it was all of it sitting heavy on her shoulders. But she had no energy as she crawled into the bed and was more than happy to just close her eyes.
It was not till soft knocks at her bedroom door did she peel her eyes open. Light was still trying to slip around the curtains and into the room. But it was clearly no longer morning with the slight changes in the shadows from what little light could slip into the room. Groggy with sleep she did not realize what had woken her till another soft knock came some time later. This time the second knock was accompanied with a soft call of her name. Forcing her still half asleep body up she walked towards the door without a thought. There was no hesitation as she swung the door open unhappy with being woken from her slumber.
"What?" she asked, unable to help the more grumpy tone she had used. But before the man before her could open his mouth to apologize she watched as the poor man nearly instantly started to turn ten shades of red. His head was quick to whip away from her as if she had just slapped him in the face. The noise that came from his mouth was also more like a squeak. She was just simply watching him look away with an arched brow unsure of what the hell was going on.
"Uh, I just wanted to let you know I ordered some dinner since you never came out for lunch. I'm sorry," He had started with an explanation for his knocking but it very quickly turned into an apology, one he very quickly started to repeat while all the while refusing to look at her.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" She asked, ignoring the repeated apologies since she did not know why he was doing it. His eyes had glanced over at her only to look away just as fast and his face turned another round of red.
"You're not wearing any pants," He suddenly just blurted out. Which had her looking down at her bare legs and pantie clad lower half. Oh yeah. Oh well.
"Get used to it. If I'm on house arrest for the foreseeable future I am not wearing pants all day," She said bluntly, which she almost thought was going to have the tall hero fainting over. But it was true, if she was going to be unable to leave the apartment then she was not going to wear pants all day long just because she had to share the house. She also wanted a little bit of a chance to see the man react so innocently. Most men would have been ogling her long legs. Then again as she looked down she took in the sight of her legs that had not been shaved in over a week. Yeah that was not sexy. That had her ears burning a little.
"Alright give me a second," She said, not closing the door as she turned and walked back into the room towards the box she had pulled the shirt out of before grabbing some leggings. Though once she could get her legs shaved she was not going to feel as subconscious about walking around half naked. If she had to be stuck taking in the sight of the Greek god-like hero sharing her living space then she was going to torment him the same way. She did not care if an eye for an eye left the entire world blind. She was going to be petty and happily torment him if she was going to be stuck with him all the time.
Even now she did not care if she left the door open giving him a perfect opportunity to watch her walk away, bend over to pick out the pants and then slip one leg after the other into the leggings and pull the material up and over her ass now hiding her panties and bare flesh from his view. But every time she glanced at him she could not see him looking. She was not sure if he was simply that chivalrous, innocent or stupid. Maybe it was actually a mixture of all three? But either way she doubted he actually watched her at all as she got dressed before walking back towards him.
"So what was this talk about dinner?" She asked him as she watched him spare her a glance once again before actually turning his body back towards her and looking down at her as he spoke trying not to stutter.
"You missed lunch so I ordered some take out. I hope you don't mind. I ordered some stir fries from a place not far," She watched his eyes slowly drift down as he spoke. Poor sugar cookie was probably just now realizing she was also not wearing a bra. And surely the thought of teasing the hero before her before she put on pants had her nipples perking a little. Surely he could see them easily enough by now. But they did not linger as he blushed and quickly looked up at her eyes again. She pretended not to notice as she took an inhale and took in the smell of food wafting from the kitchen. Her stomach gave an audible growl and she found herself sighing softly. She was hungry. And at least it was free food. Usually it would be impossible for her to pass up free food. But right now everything was pretty much free. She may as well try and take advantage of it while it lasts.
"Smell's good," actually replying to him now unlike the cold shoulder she had given him all morning at the hospital and on the way over she watched a wide smile pull at the man's lips as he stepped back to let her walk out of her bedroom and head to the kitchen first.
"I have not tried this place yet but I have heard it's good. I also was not sure what to get you so I ordered three dishes, figured whatever we don't eat can be leftovers to snack on after," He said smiling happily as he tailed behind her as Aoi followed her nose and headed towards what she thought was the kitchen. It was indeed the kitchen that he had left the food in. More like Izuku would most likely eat two normal person sized meals himself. But she saw it as a way of giving her options to eat even if they were not a lot. Still, damn rich people and easily buying more than may be edible.
She had given him a simple hum as a response as she stood and looked around the kitchen a little realizing she did not know where anything was in this kitchen, it was not her kitchen. Izuku was chatting about something again but this time she was not paying attention as the man slipped past her as if reading her mind he walked over to a cupboard and pulled out two plates before pulling out a drawer to grab them some chopsticks and turn towards her. That normally warming smile is still on his lips. But today it did not make her feel warmer as it normally did. He handed her her share of the dishes in his hand so they could both turn and walk over to the table were three large containers. That when opened, revealed one heavy vegetable and some meat stir fry, a pork yakisoba in another, another one was a mix of wonder noodles, vegetables and noodles. Two large bowls of rice as well as a plate with some harumaki sat on the table. It honestly did smell wonderful. Sitting down at the table Aoi was happy to say her thanks before she started to layer her plate with some of all three options wanting to taste them all before making a pick for just one. Izuku seemed to be doing the same across from her.
Leaning over a little she was happy to snatch up one of the harumaki, happy to dip it in some of the sauce that was provided in the small take out container before raising it to her mouth to take a bite of. The crunch was delectable as she enjoyed the pork and rice noodle filled wrapped mouthful. When was the last time she got to enjoy something as simply nice as a spring roll? It had been a while. Usually she skipped on getting anything to ever go with her bare basic meals. But Izuku seemed to have no issues spending his money on lots of food. Lucky.
The food was too good to brew over. She was just happy it was not at her dollar. That meant she could truly eat to her heart's content. There was no reason to hold back. Hmm maybe there was at least one perk to this situation. She tried to remind herself to look at the positives. Free housing and food. She did not have to be worried about being evicted any time soon even if she wished for it. Wow this was a first where she actually wished to be kicked to the street.
And yet Aoi was pretty sure she would have been better off out in the street. That was a way of life she was familiar with how to live. She knew the safe places to sleep to avoid both the hero's patrolling and creeps. She knew who to kiss ass to in order to be at least left alone. What places were completely dangerous and not worth it.
But this situation was something out of the norm for her. This was some twenty-four hours babysitting shit. She was locked down on house arrest. Told she is to stay inside unless she has a hero escort, keep windows closed, don't talk to neighbours in the building, and not tell anyone where she is. Though that last rule was easy to abide by thanks to her having no real friends to tell. No one cared enough to reach out to her even after she went missing for a week. Though maybe no one visited her thanks to the constant hero's coming and going from her room to chat with Deku? She wished she could say that they were the reason why what few acquaintances she had did not try to come visit her.
Still there was not much she could do about it. Glancing up at the man who sat across from her she was reminded very well that she most likely would have a constant guard. Still a hopeful side of her hoped that the man would have to return to work. Japan needed their number one hero. He could not stay hidden away with her forever. But would he just have some sidekick come stay with her? Then again she recalled him saying the building had heroes that lived within it as well. So even if he left her alone someone would not be far. Did that mean if she tried to leave when he was gone that someone would stop her?
Her eyes quickly glanced around the room as she ate, curious if the apartment itself had cameras in it. That seemed like a violation of privacy. No more than likely the hall way and all exits had cameras but not the apartment itself. That still made it hard, if she tried to leave surely someone would notice and stop her. She was also well aware of the armed men down in the lobby that they had walked past to get to the elevator. They would most likely be the ones to stop her if she tried to just walk out alone. A glance at the curtain covered window quickly reminded her that she was at the top of a very tall building. There was no way she would be able to scale the side of the building or jump and live. So she truly could not escape this hell.
That realization was making her food taste sour as her mood continued to grow sour as well. If she had any hope in hell of being able to even breathe some fresh air alone she would need to get creative. But the knowledge that the green haired man who was silently eating his own food with a small smile was no moron she knew trying to trick him would surely be impossible. No she needed to wait, surely people would grow to placate if things went good for long enough. She just had to be patient. Surely she could wait a little while.
With a truly full stomach she did feel a little bit better. That had been a million times better than hospital crap they tried to call food. And since it was not her money she did force herself to eat even after her thoughts had turned the food sour on her tongue. It was free food and she was not going to stop eating just because of her sour mood. Taking her plate to the sink she instinctively started to wash them, a habit from her old life.
"You don't have to wash those," Izuku had said, following after her with his own now empty plate.
"It's just a habit. I don't mind," She answered. And honestly it was true. It was a habit and oddly doing it had actually kind of calmed her a little. Something from her old life that had not changed. Something she could still do. And she needed any and all slight bits of her old life. It looked like Izuku wanted to argue with her but one quick glare and the man was shutting his mouth and simply offering his dish to be washed next.
Once the dishes were washed she started to look around the apartment. She avoided Izuku's room but the rest of the place seemed to be free game to look through. After all this was now her home as well. It was not rude to be getting herself familiar with her new home. Really she just wanted to find the closet with the towels and the bathroom. She desperately needed to shower and shave. Once a towel was acquired she went to her room to grab fresh clothes to wear and a bag of her toiletries. It had to be a woman who packed up her stuff. No man would think to put her shampoo and other liquids from her bathroom in a bag to prevent the risk of leaking over her other things. She was grateful as she would never have trusted the crappy cheap plastic container holding her shampoo to not break or just leak because of a bad seal. It had not but still very well could have. So now with towel and bathroom necessities in hand Aoi left her room on the hunt for the bathroom.
What she found was not what she expected. The bathroom was nothing like what she expected. Easily the size of her old room it was split in half, a toilet and large counter space adored one half. While the other half housed a walk in shower and large tub. It was much larger than a normal tub, two people could surely fit in it in ease. Of course the first thought to cross her mind was Izuku being the one to join her. That thought had her face blazing hot as she quickly looked away from the tub and had her quickly stripping down wanting to just shower now that her brain had ruined what could have been a nice relaxing soak in the tub. She really could have used a long soak in a hot bath but now she could not bring herself to look at the damn tub as she turned her attention to trying to enjoy her shower without letting similar thoughts fill her mind as she took in the large size of the shower that would have made her old one look like some sprinkler sticking out of a wall.