Your alarm goes off, and you roll out of bed. You made sure to get up a little earlier than usual. You wanted to have a little more time to get ready today, just in case. You showered and changed into your work clothes.

You finished getting ready and grabbed your bag. You double-checked yourself and walked out the door. Your heart was pounding as you walked to work. What if you bumped into him on the street? Would you say something? Would it be weird if you did?

Before you could think of a more ridiculous question to ask yourself, you had arrived at work. You entered and saw Hina and Mikko already there, setting up. You put your things down and grab your apron. You put it on quickly and started to help set up the shop.

"You look cute today," Hina said in a sing-song voice.

"Thank you," You said happily.

"Is that for Eraserhead or us?" Mikko giggled.

"Oh shut up" You stuck your tongue out at her.

"So, you guys wanna get a drink tonight?" Hina asked

"Oh, that sounds fun! You coming Y/N?" Mikko asked.

"Sure! We haven't gone out for a while." You say, smiling as you flip the sign to open. You put on your cat ears and start to brew the coffee. You hear the bell ring, and your heart leaps. You turned to see two boys walking in. They looked confused and unsure.

"Hey, guys...what can I get you?" You smile at you.

The one with black hair smiles. "Oh hello, umm...this is a weird question, but...did you see a man with long black hair come in here yesterday? He came in twice to get coffee. He wears all black with a grey scarf, always looks tired, which is funny considering his caffeine intake." He laughs.

"Oh yeah, um, medium Black coffee...what's this about?" You ask cautiously.

"Of course he gets black coffee! That's the order of a weirdo," The blonde laughs.

"He's our teacher...it's his birthday, and we wanted to get him a gift card" The black-haired boy smiles.

"Aww, aren't you guys sweet? How much would you like on the gift card?" You smile.

"Umm, fifty please," He says, taking out his wallet. He hands you cash, and you process the gift card.

"Hang on" You smile and turn around. You garb a medium cup and write 'Happy Birthday' on it before you fill it with fresh coffee. You snap the lid on and turn back to the boys. "This one is on the house." You smile sweetly.

"Aww, thanks! He'll love this.." The blonde smiles.

They take the coffee and the card and walk out. "He's a teacher? How the hell is that possible? Doesn't he still patrol at night?" Mikko asks, walking up to you.

"I don't know...but he must be a damn good one if his students came in here for a gift" you smile.

"He's only been here twice, and they figured this would be a good gift? Smart kids" Mikko shrugs and walks to the back.

"There you two are," Momo says softly.

"He will be here soon!" Deku says happily.

"Sorry, we didn't want to spill," Denki says, setting the coffee on the table.

"What's that?" Mina asks, nodding to the cup.

"The real reason Aizawa goes there. The girl working there is cute! She remembered his order too, gave it to us on the house" Sero smiles.

"Awwww, that's so cute!!" The girls say happily.

"Next time someone goes there, take me with you!!" Mineta says.

"Shut up, grape boy," Bakugou says. They set the coffee and the gift card next to the cake and gift for him.

"How are we going to get him to come in here?" Tsuyu asks.

"Leave that to me!" Mina says sweetly as she skips to the front of the dorm.

They all stand in front of the table, hiding the surprise. They hear the front door of the dorm hall open.

"Good morning Mina...are you ok?" Aizawa asks.

"No! You have to come quick! Deku broke his arm again!!" She cries.

"Damn it, Midoriya! I told you that you needed to be careful!" He follows Mina quickly into the main lounge. He stops when he sees his students smiling proudly.

"What the hell is going on?" He scowls at Mina as she joins them. They part down the middle and smile.

"Happy Birthday Mr. Aizawa!" They shout.

A small smile creeps across his face. "Mina, it's never good to lie....but this was a pretty good reason...thank you... all of you" he smiles a little.

All of the girls rush and hug him. "Alright, alright...let go before I make you train today," He says gruffly.

They giggle and let go. He smiles as they all start to leave. Satou takes the cake to put in the fridge for later. Aizawa sees the cup and gift card, and his eyes widen. "How..." he turns and looks at Sero.

"So I have multiple students who lied to me?" He says, raising an eyebrow.

"No, sir! We did get the things we needed, but we also made an extra stop." Sero smiles.

Aizawa picks up the cup and looks at it. "The girl there knew your order. Not judging... but plain black coffee is weird as hell, sir," Denki laughs.

His eyes widen. Did they talk to you? You were there today? He had to fight every bone in his body from sprinting out the door to see you. "I see..." he nods, regaining his composure quickly. "Thank you both" He smiles at them.

"Of course, sir," Denki waves as he and Sero walk off.

He looks at the cup and sees the handwriting. He smiles a little and takes a sip. He pulls out his phone and dials a number. "Hey Hizashi...want to go for coffee? It's on me..."

You had finally calmed your nerves. The front bell didn't make you want to scream every time it went off. You had a steady flow of customers this morning, most taking their items to go, a few taking a seat to enjoy their goodies.

The bell went off, and Mikko smiled. "Hi, welcome in!" She says happily.

"Hello there! This place is adorable," a tall blonde man says. His hair is tied back in a low ponytail. He is dressed in black jeans and a dark grey shirt.

Mikko smiles sweetly at him before her eyes widen. There he was. Pro hero Eraserhead. She smiled at him, and he simply sighed a little. She wasn't the one he was hoping to see.

"Can we get a medium black coffee and a medium vanilla latte, please?" The blonde smiles.

"Of course!" Mikko smiles. She flips the tablet showing him the total. She quickly got started on their order. Aizawa reached for his wallet.

"Not so fast, birthday boy. I've got it" Hizashi smiles. Aizawa rolls his eyes.

Mikko finishes making their drinks and sets their cups on the counter. "Thanks!" Hizashi smiles at her.

"Of course" She nods. They take their drinks and go sit down.

"So...she's obviously not the reason we are here," Hizashi says softly, glaring at his friend.

"What are you..." before he can finish his sentence, there you were.

Walking out of the backroom, adjusting your cat ears. Today they were pale blue. His eyes were glued to you. His cheeks turned a pale pink. Hizashi followed his friend's eyes to you.

"Ah...there she is... she's pretty Sho...is she why you wanted to come here specifically?" he snickers.

"Shut up, Hiz," he snaps.

You don't notice them as you walk up to Mikko. "Hey, that bar you guys want to go to is close to your place. Mind if I crash with you tonight?" You ask.

She nods a little. "Mikko, you ok?" You ask, a quiet response not normal for her.

She nods to the table, and you raise an eyebrow. You glance over and see them. Your heart feels like it stops. He is staring right at you. He quickly glances back at his friend. You stare at Mikko, trying not to smile.

Hizashi looks at his friend and smiles. "Sho, you look like a puppy. Go talk to her," he says.

"Hell no. I can't...Hiz, I freeze when I'm in front of her," he says nervously. "This was a bad idea," Aizawa says softly.

"No, it wasn't. You just need your wingman" Hizashi smiles and winks at his friend.

He is about to get up but is stopped quickly, his wrist captured. He looks back at his friend and sees Aizawa's hair floating, eyes glowing red, and a grip on his scarf.

"Sit. Down," He says darkly.

Hizashi smiles and sits. "Go talk to her, or I will start singing...I don't need to quirk to sound like a dying bird Sho" Hizashi says softly as he starts to hum the song that's playing.

He takes a deep breath and walks over to the counter. Mikko pushes you forward a little, and you smile again. "Happy Birthday," You say happily. Fuck. His heart melts.

He chuckles a little. "Thank you...I hope my students were respectful?" He asks.

"Very...they must have a good teacher," you smile.

"More like they are terrified of him," He shrugs.

"He doesn't seem that scary" you bite your lower lip.

His eyes glance down at your lips. He wonders what they taste like. How they would look wrapped around his cock. He hates how quickly the thought escalated. He shakes his head a little, trying to put the thought away.

"Thank you...for the coffee..." he says softly. He scans your apron, not seeing a name tag. You catch his gaze.

"Y/N," you say, smiling.

"Y/N," he nods. You nod a little.

He turns and walks back to the table. He grabs his cup, and Hizashi stands up. He nods to you both, and they walk out.

Your heart drops. That was it? He didn't ask for your number or further a conversation. Just a small banter, and that was it.

Mikko looks at you, "He either sucks at this or..."

"Or he isn't interested...he didn't even give me his actual name," You say softly.

Mikko puts her hand on your shoulder. "OR, you make him nervous," she says softly.

You turn and look at her. "When they walked in...well, let's just say that he wasn't all that happy to see ME standing up here," she giggles. Your eyes widen.

"Fuck Sho, you almost had it! What the hell, man!?" Hizashi laughs.

"God, I couldn't do it. I can't talk to her when she...when she looks like that..." he says, annoyed.

"It's the ears isn't it" he smirks.

"Fuck off," Aizawa sneers.

"Come on, man...you like her! Go back and get her number! You had it! You got her name! What happened?" He asks.

"I...I started thinking about...stuff," Aizawa says.

"Oh...fuck man...look, she likes you. That's really clear. But she is going to think you don't like her if you keep acting like this," Hizashi says softly.

"I know...that's what I'm worried about," Aizawa says softly.

It was ten minutes till closing time. Everything was cleaned and prepped for Monday. You had gone home on your lunch break to grab a different top and shoes for tonight.

"I'll change first," Mikko says, walking to the back.

"M'kay," you nod a little.

The front bell rings, and you look up. It's him. His hair is tied back in a low bun, and he's missing his scarf. Without his scarf, you could actually make out more of his upper body. The man was built. Strong, broad shoulders and a neck that you could suck on for the rest of your life. He looks more relaxed. More casual. And it's doing something to you.

"Take off the ears," he says, standing in front of you.

"What?" You ask, giving him a puzzled look.

"Take off the cat ears..." he says sternly.

You take them off and stare at him. He takes a deep breath.

"Will you have dinner with me tomorrow night?" He asks softly. You feel your heart beat in three places as you stare at him.

"Wh..what?" You ask, your voice barely a whisper.

"Will you have dinner with me tomorrow night? Please..." he asks, staring into your eyes.

Your brain is mush. Why the hell was he asking you so late at night? Why didn't he ask you earlier? And why did he demand you take off the ears!? Did he think you looked ridiculous? He didn't even give you his real name yet!

You don't ask any of those questions. Instead, you breathe out one word. "Yes."

He smiles a little and holds out a small slip of paper. You take it, his fingers gracing yours. You swear your body feels like it's on fire.

"Good. See you tomorrow, Y/N" he smiles and walks out.

'Fuck...that smile...' You look at the paper, and your eyes go wide, seeing what he's written. It was his number, along with a little note.

Thank you for making this a good birthday. See you tomorrow Kitty.

-Aizawa