"Mmm...I have a few of those too," his voice so deep that penetrates your mind and you will never forget the sound of Eraserhead's voice. You have never been drawn to voices.

~Eraser is now the exception.

"What can I create for you?" You now ask him.

"Create? Interesting...just a Chai Latte."

"Done and on it!" You say back with a friendly smile.

Aizawa tries not to tap his fingers on the counter. He sees you doing some kind of design then puts the lid on. You bring him, his drink, to go. He immediately opens the lid to look.

~A lotus blossom design floats on top.

He makes a "Huh..thanks," then a faint smirk. The underground hero leaves, with the hot beverage, in hand.

(Y/n) was hoping he wouldn't lift the lid and if Eraser did, not get a 'huh'. Well he won't be back you figure, he's one of those picky types. Then again, why did you care?

You thought heroes deserved their privacy and one less overbearing Fanthem could help.

"(Y/n)! Not even an autograph?" your bouncy, annoying coworker hums loudly.

"No...he needs his healthy space too…"

∆•∆

About a week later, you took on an earlier shift for the day. You mostly worked at night then did the bakery goods. Sometimes you helped out very early hours before going home. This is an easy one, of those covering shifts, kind of deals. You are standing in the back, looking over your baked treats, when you get a nudge to the ribs.

“He’s here!”

“Who's here? Tomura, the creepy leader of the League of Villains?’” you say with sarcasm.

“No, someone so much better and is a pro hero…” the coworker giggles.

“Don’t you dare harass him! Or you will get sick with my lemon bars!” (Y/n) half laughs.

People think it's a joke but her quirk is to create or destroy with her hands. You can truly make someone sick, to death, if you choose to use your quirk for such.

Your friendly co-worker has a secret of her own. She can see the future of relationships. If she can ever get you to even talk to Shouta Aizawa, you will be going down the road, to relationship happiness. So she literally pushes you, out of the back and up to the counter.

~How is it that she's so strong all of a sudden?

(Y/n) clears her throat. “Good morning, what can I create for you today, Eraserhead?”

Your eyes look him over with a double take. He’s clean shaven and wearing a nice pressed suit. The man still looks like he hasn’t slept in the last forty eight hours. Your coworker had mentioned something about a student from Class 1-A and a situation. He looks great in a suit but you know, this is not what he wants, to wear and to whatever event.

“Chai Latte...please,” he says like he has a headache.

You nod your head and start on his drink. His heavy lidded eyes study you. He’s looking for the signs of a quirk. Though he doesn’t see one, as yours, it can not be seen even activated. You have worked all your life since the age of six, to conceal your quirk. People wouldn’t understand and brand you a villain wanna be.

(Y/n) creates a cherry blossom on top then hands the covered drink to him.

“What did you create this time?” Aizawa inquires.

You shrug your shoulders, “ A cherry blossom in hopes it will blossom to cure your headache…”

“You have a quirk then...that’s why you say create instead of make?” His voice has an edge to it.

~He’s eyeing you with suspension.

“I do it only for creating better tasting food or drink….not much of a super quirk,” (Y/n) hopes he will not ask if she can make people sick to the point of death. “Ahh you're dressed nice...R than usual. I happen to think, Bakugou will make a great pro hero, by the time he graduates U.A.”

“I didn't know I had a Fanthem?” he smirks.

“No, healthy distance fan and glad to see you make students, with quirks deemed villain like, to be a hero instead,” you smile.

Aizawa is suspicious of your statement. The sports festival is approaching soon and he thinks you should be invited, so he can study you. With all the heroes there, you can’t possibly get away with hurting someone.

“I have a new student, Shinsou now. I would like to invite you to the sports events at UA. You might enjoy it since you have a care for Bakugou…”

“Oh I couldn't impose first and second I don’t have those days off…” you smile the kind that doesn’t reach your eyes. “Thank you for the generous offer though.”

Aizawa’s eyes narrow, then he places his money on the counter. His eyes never leave your back as he watches you get his change out of the drawer. He knows you have something more to that quirk than you let anyone know. The pro hero and UA teacher thinks that your quirk could be used for evil and so you can relate to Bakugou.

You hide it and work in an unassuming coffee house. The same coffee house that people come from across the city to purchase your 'sweets.’ Women with PMS swear by you, that your treats make them feel better. Their cramping is less or their pain is lowered to a tolerable level. Enven Midnight jokes, about your double fudge caramel brownies, are the perfect cure for her period complaints.

~Your quirk is doing that to the food they eat but...If you can create then you probably can destroy also.

“Well you could sell your ‘goodies’ at the sports event, so it's also business if that would make you feel better?” he tries his least creepy smile.

Just as you were going to decline, your boss intervenes. “(Y/n) would love to cater for the UA event. I will make sure she is well stocked with the necessary ingredients for coffee too…”

You nervously smile. That was not what you had planned to say back. “I guess I will see you at the sports festival next weekend?”

“Present Mic will be hounding you, as he has been wondering where I get my special, Chai Latte,” Aizawa smirks.

“How? This is your second one made by me…” you frown.

“I only got half down before he stole a sip then the fight was on…”

“Oh! Should I make one, on the house, for Mic to have and I can get his ranking on it?” you laugh nervously.

“He can wait until the following weekend,” Aizawa chuckles then leaves the counter.

Oh, even his chuckle gives you shivers down your spin. His baritone voice is soothing and arousing at the same time. You shake your head and let a long, dejected sigh. Not going to happen, says your mind. He can pick any gender including fluid, so why would he want to go out with you?

Much to your dismay, you have not gotten suddenly ill, during the week. You never get ill so that’s no surprise. It seems part of the quirk’s effect.

(Y/n) arrives early to get set up, with help from a crew, of the coffee shop. Your boss has even insisted you dress up more for this event. They can see ¥en signs, ‘blossoming’ from you being ,at the sports event.

~So much for ‘flying’ under the radar as the saying goes.

“Morning (L/n) may I get my usual?” Shouta asks.

“Aah no. I can’t be influencing anyone or it wouldn’t be fair…” you sadly frown. “Even if you can't unfair, something needs to be taken care of.”

Aizawa chuckles, “Good (Y/n)...I had hoped you would feel that way on your creation, though it might not mean much more business, for your boss.”

“It's worth it and they can also fire me but I don't care...it's why I like your way of being a pro hero. And that’s not coming from a Fanthem. It's logical in fact…”

~Did you just say ‘It's logical in fact’?

Oh that has his attention.

You were cute and amazingly calm with situations. He pondered asking you, for a date, at a low scale restaurant. You would feel more at home, in one that doesn’t attract attention. Just like he knows one, that caters to him and his life, as an underground hero.

“(Y/n) you may call me Shouta instead of Eraserhead or Mr. Aizawa. It separates you from the rest, when I am having my hero name or Aizawa being shouted at me all the time…”

“I will Shouta. Good luck with the event and let there be only minor injuries today…”

Shouta walks away, pondering your words. He got a chill when you called him by his first name. The inconspicuous hero likes what he hears and sees. Now the courage, to get up, to asking you out for a date. Aizawa was the shy kind for that kind of human interaction.

Three hours into the event, a man arrives but seems off to you. You know it's illegal to use your quirk at all but this person, is a impersonator, of a real pro hero. You prepare their iced coffee but but a hint of your other half, destroy. Your hands do a destructive motion. Now the ice is contaimentated like meat on a cutting board, a kind of food poisoning, to the drink.

~You could go to jail but your instincts say he’s a villain.

(Y/n) slowly counts down in her head as she helps other customers. Then a loud, surprised gasp goes over the field. The ‘man’ collapses, quite sick and loses control of his quirk to disguise. You hope you did the right thing.

The coffee house crew is back to tear down your catering booth. As they set to working on that, you hear a voice call your name out. You know that voice anywhere…

“(Y/n) can you have a word with you?” Shouta asks.

You swallow roughly then turn to Aizawa. “I did it. I poisoned the iced coffee because I just had a feeling it was an imposter..but it is logical that I am to be arrested, for using that quirk for that reason, let alone not licensed to use it.”

“Logically I should detain you and have the police arrest you but I would much rather, take you to dinner as a thank you, for stopping a dangerous villain,” he smiles genuinely.

You look at the time and you should have been off two hours ago. The coffee house crew can get all the equipment back, without your help.

You stammer a little, “Yes Shouta, I would really like that.”

That set in motion your future relationship as Shouta’s intimate companion and deeply trusted friend. Your coworker had a 'shit eating grin' on their face, when you walked down the aisle, with Shouta Aizawa. They knew you would be getting married to Eraserhead. You just had to take the first step and the dinner date was that start.