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”Cause when you know, you know.”
Akira and Shouta had been dating each other for.. about a month? Not long. But Akira’s always had a thing for him. But Akira was a Villain and Shouta was a hero. There’s no way it would work out, until it did. And now they ended up here.
Ding dong, The doorbell rang inside Shouta Aizawa’s estate. The plan was for Akira to come over and meet Shouta’s basically child, Eri. Eri had heard the doorbell and almost immediately dragged Shouta to open it. Shouta sighed and opened the door, cracking a small smile at Akira, who was stood there awkwardly with a small box in her hands. “Come in.” Shouta said in low tone, backing away from the door. Akira anxiously steeped inside. “Hi.” She tried to smile towards Eri. Eri had talked to Akira a few times, only on call though. Eri would occasionally force Shouta to facetime Akira. Which, he always compiled. Eri was quite excited to actually meet Akira. Shouta had walked to the living room, which Eri and Akira almost immediately followed.
Akira had sat down on the floor to get to Eri’s height, Shouta right next to her. “I brought you a gift.” Akira smiled and held the small box out to Eri. Eri giggled and grabbed the box, going in immediately to unwrap it with a big smile on her face. While Eri was distracted, Shouta leaned down to Akira’s ear. “You didn’t actually buy that, did you?” Shouta whispered. He was well aware of her being a villain and her stealing habit. Akira looked up and chuckled. ‘No, of course not. With what money?” She mumbled back. Shouta held back a groan and settled for an eye roll instead.
Eri pulled a child’s scarf that looked identical to Shouta’s. Akira didn’t know how to gift a child, much less one she never actually met. Eri looked confused for a moment. “What is it?” Eri tilted her head, holding the scarf in her hands. “A scarf. It’s like his.” She nodded towards Shouta. Akira waited to see Eri’s reaction as she processed what Akira said. To her surprise, Eri’s smile widened and she dropped the scarf to hug Akira. “Thank you!” She bounced on her feet. Akira smiled at her, then at Shouta. Shouta noticed it seemed less awkward now. Eri picked up the scarf and went to Shouta, practically radiating with excitement as she begged Shouta to put it on just how he did.
Once Shouta had put it on Eri, he got up to prepare some snacks, leaving Eri and Akira alone together. “You like it, I assume?” Akira asked. Eri nodded almost instantly. “Yeah! Wanna hear my impression of daddy?” Akira nodded with a soft smile, to which Eri began to do an impression of Shouta, making her voice deep, crossing her arms and saying something Shouta had said to her before.
4 hours later
Shouta had noticed Akira and Eri got on quite well. Even Hitoshi had came around and started hanging out with Akira and Eri. In the middle of playing dolls with Eri, Akira called out to Shouta. “Baby, can you order pizza? We’ve only had snacks since I came.” Shouta looked up from his book to look at Akira. “Sure.” Shouta nodded before grabbing his phone and calling a pizza place.
Eri had went over to Akira and began to sit on her lap. “Akira?” Eri spoke up softly. Akira hummed before looking down at Eri. “Yes?” Akira asked, brushing Eri’s hair with her fingers. “Can I tell you a secret?” Eri asked, which surprised Akira slightly. “Sure.” Eri squealed and bounced on Akira’s lap. “I want you to be my mommy.”
The world seemed to stop for a moment for Akira. Seriously? Akira tried to keep her composure and smiled at Eri. “You’d have to ask your dad.” Eri grumbled slightly and looked up at Hitoshi. “You too, right?” She began to bounce again. Hitoshi only shrugged. “I wouldn’t mind. She’s cool.” Akira felt like she was on cloud 9. She has been accepted by both of Shouta’s children. She had to keep herself from squealing. “Again, tell your dad.”
Shouta had been trying to connect to a pizza place for minutes. The internet might not have been working, he assumed. But at least, Thanks to that, He was able to watch Akira and his kids. They got along well, it seemed. Then Shouta had heard the same words she told Akira. And life seemed to stop. She was accepted. His children would accept her if he chose to propose. God, He just had to do it at some point now, right? It only seemed right to comply with his children’s wishes.