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Summary: after a beautiful night, aizawa and his wife(you) shower in the afterglow together

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Title: “Cool Sheets, Warm Hearts”

Setting: Post-shower, post-rounds, shared bed

Vibes: Aftercare, sleepy affection, fluff with a little spice glow

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The water had long since turned lukewarm, but neither of you noticed—not until Aizawa finally reached up and turned the shower off with a soft grunt. The silence that followed was thick and comfortable, punctuated only by the sound of your quiet breathing and the drip-drip-drip of water from his hair as he helped you step out.

He wrapped you in a towel first, then one around himself, but his eyes never left your face.

No teasing. No biting smirks. Just that rare, unguarded softness he only ever gave you—like he was still reeling from the way you’d said his name, the way you fell apart for him, trusted him to break you down and hold you after.

He dried you off with gentle hands, the pads of his fingers grazing the bruises and bites he’d left behind like he was apologizing for every one… even though he knew you wore them like a badge.

When you both collapsed into bed, your bodies freshly clean but still radiating heat, the sheets felt cool and smooth against your skin. Aizawa pulled you close immediately, your head tucked under his chin, his thigh sliding between yours like he needed to feel every inch of you against him.

His heart was still pounding—slower now, but steady. Grounding.

“You okay?” he murmured, brushing a hand over your lower back, fingers tracing slow circles there. “Not too much?”

You smiled sleepily against his chest. “I’m perfect.”

He exhaled—half relief, half exhaustion—and pressed a kiss to your temple. “You wreck me, you know that?”

“You’ve got it backwards,” you mumbled. “I’m the one who can’t feel her legs.”

That earned a quiet laugh, low and warm in his throat. “I’ll carry you to the kitchen tomorrow.”

“You mean crawl. We both know you’re gonna feel it in your hips, old man.”

He pinched your thigh lightly, and you yelped, giggling as he settled against you again.

The room was dark except for the faint city glow leaking in through the blinds. His hand never stopped moving—stroking your back, your arm, over your hip. Reassuring. Present.

“You were amazing tonight,” he murmured suddenly, voice husky from wear and sleep. “You always are. But tonight… fuck.”

Your breath caught, and your chest tightened in that sweet, aching way only he could cause.

“I love you,” you whispered.

“I know,” he replied, that tiny ghost of a smile on his lips. “I love you too.”

He kissed your forehead once, then again, longer this time, like he didn’t want to stop.

Eventually, your breathing slowed, and your limbs tangled completely under the sheets—your leg over his hip, his arm under your neck, bodies too hot for blankets but too wrapped up in each other to care.

Sleep came like a wave—quiet and safe.

Wrapped in love, warmth, and the hum of skin still buzzing from everything you shared.

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This is a finish of the 2 Aizawa stories i did!! A nice comfy night!

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“For the wolf never hated the lamb however it could not betray its brothers, society has made him what he was however he could not be what he want, he knew loving the lamb was to destroy the pack”

Felt like stating a random quote i know

From a random video i saw

Cute akaashi x reader fluff i wrote!! Considering i haven’t written in a while-

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Title: “Under the Same Umbrella”

Pairing: Akaashi Keiji x Reader (romantic, fluff)

Setting: Rainy afternoon, school grounds → walk home

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The first fat raindrops splattered on the pavement just as the final bell rang.

You stood beneath the overhang outside the school building, your bag hugged to your chest, lips pursed into a pout as you stared at the downpour.

Of course you’d forgotten your umbrella. The one day you didn’t check the forecast.

Around you, other students popped open umbrellas and dashed off, the sea of them thinning with every passing second. You were contemplating making a run for it when a familiar voice broke through the sound of rain.

“Did you forget yours again?” came the gentle, slightly amused voice of Akaashi Keiji.

You looked up to see him standing a few feet away, already under his navy-blue umbrella, raindrops sliding down the fabric in delicate streams. His hair was slightly tousled from the humidity, and his tie was a little loose from the long school day.

You gave a sheepish smile. “…Maybe.”

He stepped forward and extended his umbrella toward you with the smallest smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Come on. I’ll walk you home.”

Your eyes lit up as you quickly fell in step beside him, the both of you snug beneath the umbrella. The rain whispered around you, turning the world into a quiet blur of soft grays and earthy scents. Akaashi adjusted the umbrella slightly—without a word—to shield more of it over your head, even though that left his shoulder slightly exposed.

“You’re going to get wet,” you murmured, peeking up at him. The height difference meant you barely reached his shoulder.

He glanced down at you, eyes soft and a little teasing. “I’ll survive. You’re shorter, so you need it more.”

You lightly bumped your shoulder into his, but couldn’t stop the warmth spreading in your chest. The walk was quiet for a while, peaceful. You could hear the rhythmic tap of rain on the umbrella, the occasional splash of your shoes against wet pavement—and your heart beating a little faster.

Suddenly, Akaashi spoke again, voice quieter now. “I don’t really mind the rain. Especially like this.”

You tilted your head. “Like what?”

He paused just slightly. “When I get to walk you home.”

Your cheeks flushed immediately, the chill of the rain no match for the heat rising in your face. You opened your mouth to respond—but the words caught somewhere in your throat.

So instead, you just smiled, scooted a little closer to him, and let the silence speak for you.

And under that shared umbrella, surrounded by rain and soft heartbeats, everything felt just a little more magical.

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