Aizawa had asked you on another date. You of course were beyond excited. Things were going great. You guys had talked pretty much every day in the shop and through he text.

You had put on a short black skirt and a soft dark grey sweater. You slipped on some sheer black tights and a pair of black flats. You heard the knock at the door and you smiled.

You opened it and stared at him. "Hi..." you said sweetly.

"Hi..." he smiles. He had on black pants, a white collard shirt and a black sweater over it. His hair was half up half down.

"You look gorgeous..." he says softly.

"Thanks...I you like so nice..." You smile.

His cheeks turn that sweet pink hue and he clears his throat.

"We should get going, I don't want to miss the first act..." he smiles.

You look at him a little puzzled but he smiles.

"You'll see." He held his hand out to you and you took it without hesitation.

His heart was pounding. He really just did that and you just took his hand without a second thought. He walked with you to the car and opened your door. You slid into the seat and he shut the door, quickly walking to the drivers side.

He starts to car and starts to drive. He keeps glancing at your tights. He wants to cut them off of you.

No...

Rip them off of you....Yeah.... That would be more fun.

"So where are we going?" You smile.

"Huh? Oh! Umm this little club that Hizashi took me to once. I think you'll like it." He smiles sweetly.

His thoughts were going to get him in trouble and he hadn't even voiced them out loud. He pulled into a parking lot and parked the car. It was dark and a little creepy. It looked like the type of parking lot you get murdered in.

You felt your palms sweat as he got out of the car and walked around to your side. He opened the door and helped you out. He could sense the change in your breathing.

He offered you his arm and you smiled. You clung to him tightly. You walked to a matte black door with a light above it. He opened it and you both walked inside.

There was a long hallway with thick red curtains hanging elegantly on the walls. It was dim and warm inside. You walked through the hallway until you entered a dim room.

Shota Aizawa had taken you to a back alley Jazz Club.

He smiled at you as you glanced around everything. He led you to a booth in the back. You slide into the small round booth, feeling the soft black leather. He slides in next to you and puts his hands on the table, clasping them together.

"I hope this is ok." He says softly.

"This is awesome.." You say happily.

He smiles at you and chuckles a little. "Hi there, what can I get you to drink?" A woman with beautiful dark red hair and emerald green eyes asks you.

You order a drink and smile at Shota. "I'll have a whiskey neat please." He smiles a little.

She nods and walks away. "I like coming here to unwind." He smiles a little as he relaxes next to you.

You take a slow look around the room. There is a woman singing a soft song on a small black stage. There are beautiful paintings hanging on the dark colored walls. The lights are dim and soft. You move closer to him

"I can see why...its really comfortable here..." you say smiling.

His body feels hot. He wants to touch you. He wants to feel your skin against the tips of his fingers. But he can't...not yet. He can't feel falling further down the rabbit hole if he wasn't honest with you.

He remembered his friend's advice about seeing how this date went first before coming clean but he couldn't. He didn't have the self control necessary to not touch you all night, especially when you were sitting so close to him.

"I need to tell you a few things." He says softly.

Your heart felt like I dropped to the floor. "Oh..Ok.."you say softly.

He takes a deep breath. The woman comes back with your drinks and he smiles at her. He takes a sip of his and takes another deep breath.

"My students know about you...Hizashi posted a pic and you and I were unknowingly in the background." He sighs a little.

You giggle softly. "Shota, that's fine...I mean...I don't mind...It may be annoying to you though..." you smile.

"That's not all..." he says softly. Your heart dropped again.

"I...I have....I have a daughter." He says staring at his glass.

You felt your body heat. "What?" You ask softly.

"She isn't mine biologically. I adopted her. She...she was brought to the school after being rescued from a...let's just call it an intense situation. I have legal custody over her. She doesn't live with me...but she lives in the students dorms at U.A. and she's my responsibility." He says softly.

He can feel your body heat. 'Fuck...you were gonna run...' he takes another sip and sighs.

"She's important to me...I...I love her as if she were my own...and I'd like you to meet her some day...but...not yet...she has had a really rough life and it takes her some time to adjust to new people." he says softly.

'Here it comes...' he braces himself for the unbearable pain your words are about to cause him.

"How hold is she?" You smile sweetly.

He looks over at you. "Umm..she...she's six..." he says softly.

"Aww...that's a fun age." You smile warmly.

He stared at you a little shocked. "Uhh yeah...yeah it's...pretty fun..." he says softly.

You sip your drink and look at him. "Shota...did you think that was going to freak me out?" You ask tilting your head.

He nods a little.

"Shota. I think that's wonderful you decided to take care of this little girl. I think its even more wonderful that you care so much about her safety that you don't want just anyone coming around her. When you're ready, and when she's ready, I'd love to meet her." You smile.

His heart soars. He kisses you quickly and holds the back of your neck. You are a little shocked at such a sudden change, but you can't help but melt into the kiss. It's so soft and loving. He pulls away and looks at you.

"Thank you..." he whispers to you.

You aren't sure why he is thanking you but it was one hell of a thank you. He kissed you again and you rested your hand on his thigh. He kept kissing you, stroking your cheek softly. You two pulled away from each other and he smiled at you.

"Sorry...its just...you're the first woman I've told about her and I didn't want to scare you off." He says softly.

"Shota, I'm sure she's awesome." You smile.

"She really is. She's got this amazing quirk and she's so sweet. She's a tough little girl too and..." he stops and just smiles.

"Do you have any pictures?" You smile sweetly.

The biggest smile spread across his face. "Tons...her name is Eri..." He pulled out his phone and went to his photos.

He literally had tons of pictures of them together. She was absolutely adorable. Her hair was a beautiful pale blue-grey. She had bright red eyes and an adorable smile in every single photo.

"Shota, she kinda has your eyes...like when you use your quirk." You giggle.

His eyes widen and he smiles. "She does...I'll have to tell her that...she will get really excited." He laughs a little. he had gone into full dad mode. He told you how she started music lessons and how two of his students liked to play instruments with her.

She had also started dance lessons and she really liked them. He was so proud of her. He was proud of all of his students.

After a while he puts his phone away and looks at you. "So...any kids of yours I should know about?" He chuckles.

You smile. "Not that I'm aware of. Though to be honest, I think you have more than one kid Shota." You smile.

He glances at you confused.

"It seems your students are just as important to you." You say softly.

"I suppose..." he grumbles.

You smile and hold his hand softly. You look at the singer on stage and he glances at you. Little by little, his fear washed away. You were holding his hand so softly.

He leaned over and kissed your cheek softly. Goosebumps spread across your body. You both watched the different performers, hand in hand. The music was slow and soul full. Each performer was unique and different than the last. but you couldn't stop glancing at Shota. His face was so...peaceful.

He pulled up to your apartment and parked. "Did...you wanna come inside?" You ask softly.

He looked at you and smiled. "Yeah...that would be nice..." he whispered.

He got out of the car and opened your door. You walked up to your door and unlocked it. You both walked inside and he smiles. Your apartment wasn't large but it was cozy and well kept.

"Feel free to make yourself comfortable...did you want something to drink?" You ask walking to the kitchen.

"Water is fine..." he says softly.

He walks over to your bookshelf and looks at the different novels you had. He glances down when he feels a rubbing on his leg. His eyes widen and he smiles.

He sits on the floor and the chunky grey cat jumps into his lap. He starts to pet it softly, a look of pure joy on his face. You walk over and gasp.

"Mochi!" You say. The cat meows at you. "Don't talk back...Shoat you are going to be covered in fur..." you laugh a little and set the glasses of water on the coffee table.

"Wouldn't be the first time." he chuckles. "Mochi is a sweet boy isn't he?" Shota smiles.

"He's actually a grumpy ass old man." You sigh as you sit on the couch.

"Mmm well, Mochi and I have that in common." Shota chuckles.

"He's usually not that affectionate to strangers..." you smile sweetly.

"Grumpy old men tend to get along." Shota chuckles.

Mochi jumps off his lap and Shota walks over to the couch and sits next to you. You smile at him sweetly. He looks around and clears his throat.

"Your place is nice." He says softly.

"Thank you.." You smile.

He glances at your legs and shifts in his seat again. He looks around again and takes a deep breath. His eyes dart to a photo on your wall.

It's you, Mikko and Hina, all in cat ears outside the cafe. He stares at it with out saying a word.

You want him to touch you. You want to feel him again. He felt so good that night in his car.

You see his eyes staring at the picture. It's the same look he has when he sees you at work. You stand up and smile.

"I'll be right back..." you walk into your room and his eyes follow you till you're out of sight.

He glances back at the picture. Fuck you looked so cute like that. He could feel his dick getting hard as he pictured you in cat ears at work, bent over the counter.

You walked out to the living room again and stared at him. "Shota?" You ask softly.

He looks over at you and his eyes widen. You have on a black pair of cat ears with pink bows on them.

"Why do you look at me like that when I have these on at work?" You ask softly.

He stares at you. He feels like he he's under a trance. "Because I want to ruin you when I see you in them.." He breathes out.

"Then ruin me."