#aone soft hours

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This is an Aone Takanobu x reader.
Complete fluff :) Aone is baby and I wanted to write about him.

It’s very late. You were supposed to take the first train home but missed it. Darkness seeps over the sky following the bright stars. You stand alone by the tracks. There’s something about your route home that’s so much more terrifying at night. You clutch the bottom of your hoodie to try and escape your own anxiety.

The train pulls up beside you. Scattering bodies find their way inside along with yourself. Seats were quickly filling. Everyone appeared as if they were just your average everyday people, however, your mind had morphed them into dangerous individuals.

Anxiety isn’t fun. Nor is overthinking. You know this too well. You take deep breaths and grip the handle to steady yourself. As the train took its departure your eyes scan your surroundings. At the very end you notice a man sitting alone. Both seats beside him open yet no one took them. He seemed to be frowning from what you could tell. He had no eyebrows after all.

Something about this sight hurt your heart, seeing that people would rather stand than sit next to this man. Sometimes your empathy gets the best of you. Your legs carry you towards his direction, making you stop right as you reached the seat next to him.
“Hello,” He looks up at you, his expression didn’t seem to change by much but something about him gave off a shocked reaction that you spoke to him. “Could I please sit next to you?” You ask with a gentle smile. He nods, the frown disappearing from his eyes.

As you sat you began to notice his overwhelming height. He was a big man. You wonder if that’s why no one sat next to him. He may have looked intimidating but there was a soft vibe to him that you picked up on almost instantly. Other train-goers shoot strange looks in your direction. It hurts your heart just that little bit more.
“My name is Y/N.” You muster up the courage to say. He looks back at you and gives a half bow. He wasn’t scary at all. There was even something almost familiar about him. “I apologise if I’m bothering you. Train rides at night kinda scare me and I’m not really sure why, but you’ve kind of made me feel better.” His eyes soften ever so slightly. Never saying a word. He was quite shy which surprised you.

You take notice of the tracksuit he’s wearing. It’s white and green. The colours of Date Tech, a school a few streets away from your own. Then it hits.
“Wait, are you Aone?” This once again takes him by surprise. He nods. A wide smile spreads across your face. “Wow, I don’t know how I didn’t remember sooner! I’ve been to your games before. You’re pretty amazing.” You pull out your phone and show him a picture that was taken of you posing with Kanji. “I remember taking this photo with him, even though the game was a loss he was still so positive. It was amazing to see.” Aone seems fixated on the picture. Both people smiling widely at the camera.
The train pulled up to its next stop. “Ah, this is me. It was lovely meeting you,” You bow to him as you stand up. “Thank you for helping my nerves. I hope to see you again.”

From that day, you took the train almost every day and sat next to Aone. Each day he seemed more and more comfortable with you.
One day, you walked to Date Tech from your school and waited for his practice to end. As he stepped out of the gates you smiled at him. “The train isn’t running today, I was wondering if you wanted to walk home with me.” The players beside him all dropped their jaws.
Aone nodded. His usual response to your questions. As you walked in silence down the empty streets, he stopped in his tracks. “Everything ok?” You asked looking back at him.
He bowed looking toward the ground. “Thank you.”

Those were the first words he ever said to you.