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Made an imposter aizawa sketch! Maybe I'll post the cleaned up version later
#13 "It's not okay"
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Summary: ??? (<-- This means imma take you on an emotional rollercoaster ride, I regret nothing, have fun =D)
Words: 3800~
Genre: Angst
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The ravenette laid in bed, feeling the weight beside him shift and hearing the rustling of the covers as she stepped out of bed. His love leaving their shared bedroom quietly, trying not to disturb his sleep as she went. It never worked though. Aizawa stayed up many nights wondering where you went to during your nightly adventures. You always left once every few days, in the dead of night, only to return shortly before his alarm went.
It worried him immensely. What were you doing out so late? He didn’t want to question the possibilities for there weren’t many reasons a person leaves their partner, in the middle of the night, without them knowing. As much as he tries not to think about it, the only logical reason he could think of was that you snuck off….to see someone else. And that though truly broke his heart.
Every night you snuck out, he would lay awake for hours, worry eating away the time he needed to sleep. He’d only close his eyes again when you got home, hearing you cry in the attached bathroom close to your bedroom, probably from shame or even guilt he figured, while he continued this cycle by pretending to still be asleep.
By pretending to still be blissfully ignorant.
The next time he heard your quiet footsteps and the soft creaking of the bedroom door, he decided he had enough. He couldn’t take another night of endless pondering, uncertainty and lack of sleep. He carefully unraveled himself from the blankets and followed you downstairs. Closely sneaking behind you as he closed the door in front of you before you even had the chance of fully opening it.
“Shouta!” You shrieked in surprise, not expecting the man to suddenly be behind you.
“And where do you think you’re going so late at night?” He said suspiciously, ready to finally get some answers.
He saw you getting nervous, terrifyingly so. By your reaction alone he knows that something serious is going on and that alone already has his heart dropping to low ends.
“I was just catching some fresh air!” You stammered out as a horrible excuse. Your body starts to tremble as you lie through your teeth. “I’ll be back in no time, just go to bed, I’ll be right back.”
“But you’re never ‘right back’,” The shocked and guilt ridden look on your face was heartbreaking enough, but he needed to know the truth. “You’re gone for hours, going outside without telling me. Coming back and quietly crying to yourself in the bathroom. Trying your very best not to wake me up, not to let me know.” He said, the hurt clear in his voice as he let out all his frustration. “And I respected your wishes! Thinking you’d come to me to tell me what is making you go and sneak out in the middle of the night when you’re ready and comfortable enough to tell me. But by the looks of it that won’t happen anytime soon and I-...I just can’t do this anymore.” His voice broke as he embraced you, holding you like he's afraid he’ll lose you for good if he lets you go out this time. “I can’t lay another night awake in bed, worrying about the reason why you leave me behind like this again and again. Please.. just tell me what is going on.”
“Shouta,” You started calmly as you pried yourself out of his arms. Leaving a hurt look on his face as you quietly answered. “I.. can’t tell you.” You quietly drew more into yourself as you told him this apologetically, already seeing your husbands hurting look turn to something along the lines of angry and shocked.
“Why? What is it that makes you so scared to tell me?! If you’re afraid to tell me that you’re sneaking out to see some other guy then-”
“No, Shouta! There’s no one else! It’s not what you think!”
“If it’s not you cheating on me then tell me what could possibly be important enough that you have to sneak out in the middle of the night!” Aizawa let his hands run through his hair in frustration, letting out an exasperating huff to calm himself down. He reached out to hold your hands in his, trying to shorten the distance he feels now that it seems that the both of you are standing on each a different side of the same coin.
“Please, just tell me the truth. If it’s not you seeing someone else then i don't know what it could possibly be….” The ravenette sighed before holding the back of your hands to his lips, placing a soft kiss before continuing. “...If this is because you happen to be in trouble then please….. let me help you.” He pleaded quietly as you felt his grip tighten around your fingers.
“Shouta..” You gasped his name at the sudden gentleness in his voice, surprised that above everything; all the suspicion, frustration and vagueness he has to go through, his first priority is still to think about your wellbeing first. “I know that this isn’t fair to you and I’m so so very sorry, sho. I understand it if you don’t trust me for keeping this a secret, but I just can’t tell you. This is something I can’t get you involved in. I know you want to help me, but this time, this thing is something I have to do alone.”
The ravenette took in a deep breath to calm himself, he was extremely frustrated that you left him in the dark and as much as it hurt him, he had to remember what was truly important. “I can’t say that i’m not upset at you for leaving me with nothing here, but if you truly can’t tell me then at least tell me this. Whatever it is you’re doing, is it dangerous?”
“It is necessary.” And that’s all the information you give him. You let go of one of his hands to brush a few stray locks behind his ear and then placed your hand on his cheek, brushing the soft skin with your thumb.
“Sho,” You whisper as you lean in closer to his lips, close enough that he felt yours brush against his as you say those three simple words. “I love you... I love you so so much, Sho. You’re the only one for me and I could never forgive myself if I let anyone hurt you, including myself.”
A breathless gasp of your name left his lips as you silenced him from overthinking any longer. Kissing him so very slowly as to reassure him that you do indeed still love him and to let all remaining doubt drift away, for there could be no one else than him.
He eased into the kiss, enjoying the blur it brought to his overworked headspace now that you were so close, making him forget about all the doubt he had concerning your relationship and if you truly still loved him. He let a hand wander to you lower back, pulling you flush against him while he placed the other against your cheek, tilting his face to deepen the kiss as he held you closely.
And for a moment there, it’s like it never happened, the uncertainty and strain that danced silently around your relationship was forgotten and there was no doubt left inside his mind that you ever seized to love him.
You pulled back and placed a kiss on his cheek, wrapping your arms around his neck and soothingly start to thread your fingers through his hair. Aizawa laid his head on your shoulder, placing soft kisses against your neck, whispering he loved you too against the exposed skin and sighing contently at the feeling of your fingers running through his hair.
He could have stayed like that for a while longer, just enjoying the feeling of you securely in his arms while you’re praising him with sweet words. Carefully running your fingers through all the knots in his hair while placing a trail of kisses along his jawline. His fingers trailing lines along your waist and lower back, hearing your squeals whenever they linger on a ticklish spot and feeling you shudder against him whenever they run over a sensitive part of skin.
He wants to stay like this for as long as he can, if only to silently convince you not to leave the safety his embrace provided, the soft kisses and sweet nothings he could give you, the quiet ‘I love you’s’ he would praise you with, if only you didn’t pull away.
But you did
You roughly pulled yourself out of his arms, pushing him away as you stumbled back against the door and slid down, hiding your face in your arms as you cried out, facing away from him. Shouta was shocked by your sudden action, worry seeping from his voice as he called your name in surprise, stepping forward and reaching out to you.
“Don’t come closer.” You cried out to him, total panic in your tone as you wept your warning.
Aizawa cursed, confused and bitterful. All this time you kept secrets from him, keeping him in the dark, locked outside and kept at a distance. It had hurt him so much, it still does. He was ready to put it aside, trusting you, believing you when you said you couldn’t tell. He believed you when you said you still loved him, when you reassured him and comforted him. Making him believe there was no reason to worry.
He just doesn’t understand it anymore! The pushing and pulling? The loving whispers and cried out threats? He was ready to put this down, but now he’s had enough.
“What is wrong with you?!” He yells heatedly, not heading your warning as he steps closer to you, crouching beside you. “Not sharing anything with me, telling me it's fine, telling me you still love me, only for you to push me away again!”
“Shouta just go!” You yell back, drawing more into yourself as you try to scuffle a little more away from him. Crying louder, voice strained and pained as you hold your head, shaking it profusely.
“No I won’t leave you until you tell me why you’re doing this! You’re hurting me, keeping me at a distance while telling me you love me! Shutting me out when I ask questions! Holding on to me, making me think it’s okay between us only to push me away at a second’s notice!
I can’t take this anymore!”
Aizawa grabs your shoulder, ready to turn you around, when he is pushed back against the ground, a weight on top of him as he’s pinned down.
But it isn’t you.
The kind and beautiful eyes of his love are replaced with ones a sickening red, glaring back at him. No soft smile gracing him, only sharp teeth snapping his way as he hears growling from the creature above him, looking hungry and ready to devour him. A creature that is supposed to be you.
Aizawa’s eyes widen as he is frozen in fear with no chance to move as your arm’s hold him down, your face lowering to his neck. His breathing hitched as he feels sharp fangs scrape over the thin layer of skin. A million questions running through his head and guilt pulling his heart strings for he is afraid.
Afraid of the woman he loves.
He doesn’t get to ponder over anything plaguing his thoughts. For it had happened in an instant it also ended in the same way. Only a soft aching feeling was left with the red scratches adorning his neck, convincing him this truly was happening. No teeth accompanying them anymore, as you had pulled back from his neck, preventing any further intrusion to the skin, other than the abuse to the surface.
He gasped as he finally let himself breath again, letting the adrenaline run out of his system as he tried to calm himself down. By now he hadn’t noticed how much he truly trembled under his lover's form, before only focused on the burning scratches that evoked his concerns. He drew his attention off of himself and to whatever caused his anguish in the first place.
He hears quiet whimpers from the woman above him, presuming whatever he felt running down his shoulder are his lovers' tears raining down on him. Your shaking body on top of him as you continue to weep, hands clenched in his shirt as apologies leave your lips like a broken record. And he lets you, letting you weep into his shoulder, grasping at his shirt as you bid your amends to him, saying you’re sorry, but never truly clarifying why.
He calls your name in a whisper, his voice barely hard enough to be heard over your crying and confessions of regret. He doesn’t hear a reply, seeing you drown in your own tears and guilt as you continue your chanting. He calls your name again, uncertainty and hesitancy clear in his voice as he reluctantly tries to test the waters, shaking your shoulder softly as he tries to grab your attention. And he gets it.
You snap out of your trance, crawling off of him in a hurry, hitting your head on the door behind you. Eyes blown wide and tearful as you look at him. Frightened. Your eyes meet his for only a second before you pull yourself off the ground and try to run away fearfully.
Some part of him screams out at him, telling him to be afraid, to let you go. But that didn’t stop him from getting up and running after you. Because while he knows there is something going on with you that is above him, that tried to hurt him, he can’t let you go. When you stopped and looked at him, he didn’t see red, just the beautiful eyes of the woman he loved.
It was you who looked back at him, not some animal. That’s why he can’t just let you go.
Because his love seemed so scared, so afraid. Like you’re being haunted.
You barely had a chance to leave the room before he catches your wrist, stopping you from running away. That didn’t stop you from trying though; pulling back your wrist, prying at his fingers. You both knew you couldn’t free yourself from his grasp. But even that fact didn’t falter your actions in your hysterics.
Shouta watched your futile attempts with pain in his heart. Your screams as you begged him to let you go, to let you leave. Crying, heaving and clawing at him as you seemed to lose yourself in your fear.
After the emotional rollercoaster the both of you had already been on for a while now, it didn’t take long for the fatigue to settle down. He carefully pulled you into his arms, embracing you, hoping he could make you feel safe and loved in your time of need.
He still felt you trying to push yourself back, weakly setting your arms on his chest as you tried to pull back. But he didn’t let you, making your weak attempts futile as he held you. It didn’t take long for you to give up, letting yourself whimper into his shoulder as he ran a soothing hand over your head. “Please tell me why you’re so afraid.”
You didn’t answer immediately, but he didn’t push, giving you the time to let your tears run out before you answer, hoarse voice and shaky breath when you did tell him. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
He kisses the top of your head, whispering to you so very delicately. “Kitten, you would never hurt me.”
Your head snapped back at that as you looked at him, “But I could have! I almost-!” your eyes aren’t focused on him as something else seems to have caught your attention. Your gaze falls over his neck again, making him worry for a second if you’ve lost control again, but he doesn't move away when your hand finds his neck and your fingers trail lines over his skin. “-I did...I did hurt you.”
The scratches
He feels guilty by how this unpredictability is affecting him, he doesn’t want to flinch or tremble or pull away when you reach out to his exposed neck, he loves it, the soft kisses you place there in the morning, or the whispers you chant when your lips move over his neck to his jawline, he doesn’t want to miss that because he’s wary of your intentions.
He only feels worse when he sees those tears running down your cheeks again. “I’m so sorry, Sho. I’m so sorry.” You lean forward and press a kiss on the scratches as you start to cry again. And it pains him so much that he ever doubted you, even subconsciously, on the thought you would hurt him again. “I don’t want to hurt you, I never wanted to! I’m so sorry-”
He presses his lips to yours, quieting your apologies and having heard more than enough of them for one evening. He doesn’t let you speak any further, letting his lips linger on yours while he whispers ‘I’m okay’ as he lets his hand wander up you're back, caressing your cheek through ‘I love you’, placing a kiss on your head as he says, ‘I forgive you’ and resting his forehead against yours as he speaks clearly, “You would never hurt me intentionally, kitten. I know that.” He rubs his thumbs over the wet and reddened surface. “It’s okay now, I’m okay.” and kisses your tears away as he holds your cheeks.
He’s okay.
He forgives you.
“I love you so much, Sho. I’m so sorry, please, please don’t hate me for what I’ve become!”
He feels something wet run down his face as well and he knows he’s crying. Holding you tighter as he cries through his guild. "I should've never doubted you. I should've never thought that you would cheat on me. You would never. I'm so sorry, kitten." he places a kiss on your head. "I'm so sorry"
He gets no response as only he feels the pressure of your palms on his chest again. His grip strong as he feels your body tremble against his. He hears you crying again, trying to pull out of his arms in desperate attempts. "Let me go! I feel it again, I don't want to hurt you. You have to let me go!"
"Please, please just tell me what it is that's happening to you. I want to protect you."
"It's the hunger!" you wail through sobs and pleas. "I don't know why it’s happening. It feels like my skin is on fire! Like my throat has dried out and I'm suffocating!" your struggles seem to lessen as your fingers start to dwell over the scratches on his neck. "it hurts so much, sho...I have to." he hears you say, your voice convincing him you're in some kind of trance. He sees you look up at him, the shade of your eyes turning red again.
The man's heart is hammering in his chest, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he sees your usually loving eyes turn to that of a predator. All kinds of alarms go off inside his head, telling him to run, but he ignores them. If this is the only thing that he can do to help you then he will stay, no matter his fate. It's his own fault he stopped you, that he ignored your pleas to just let you go outside, to let you be and for him to leave. Your suffering right now is his fault and he will bear the consequences if only to lessen your pain for a little while.
He feels the lips of his love grace over the skin of his jaw, slowly moving to his neck. The tip of his lovers now sharp teeth drawing light lines on the way to the scratches she left before. He calls out your name, hoping for a response or for you to snap out of whatever it is that's having a hold over you. Your lips and sharp teeth stop moving over his skin, making him think you heard him only for a sharp pain to emit from his shoulder, making him yelp in pain.
He feels how your teeth are locked into the flesh of his shoulder and the burning sensation that follows. He feels something warm run down his shoulder, your lips pressed to the spot that's hurting as he feels your tongue run over the blood that's leaving his body. He stands there shocked for a second by what’s happening, only to be distracted by the sounds of muffled sobs coming from you, your body trembling as you drink from him. Making him realise this is hurting you just as much, maybe even more, than it is hurting him.
He placed his hand on your head, running his fingers through your hair as he tries to comfort you. “It’s okay,” He says calmly. “take as much as you need. It’s okay.” He already feels the pain in his shoulder lessen, but the exhaustion that comes with it has him settling down on his knees, dragging you gently down with him. If this is the only way to make your pain fade then so be it, even if he has to fade with it.
He lets himself lean against the wall behind him, caressing your hair, placing kisses on your temple, whispering sweet nothings and reassuring words into your ear as the strained whimpers and muffled sobs grow louder in volume. “You’re gonna be okay, love.” He slowly feels the exhaustion become more and more overwhelming. Lightheadedness is already settling down as he tells you how much he loves you. “No matter what becomes of you, you’ll always be my sunshine.”
He feels a weird sensation in his shoulder as you start to move. Looking up at him, blood covering your lips, making them a deep red. Your eyes back to normal, tears running down your face as you cry out to him not to leave you. He wants to reach out to you, kissing those beautiful lips one last time before he goes, but he’s too exhausted to move, only whispering a last excuse in his final breath, “It’s okay….”
You cry as you see his eyes turn dull, the horrible scene of his bloodied and scratched shoulder only making you feel worse by the second, the guild overwhelming you as you wail out in grief. You hold his face in your hands as you let your foreheads touch, whispering to the man you murdered,
“It’s not okay.”
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Thank you so much for the request @vcl-1807!!! I so hope you liked it. I also wanted to give you a special thanks for the support you've been giving me this past year even in my absence. It might not seem like much but the comments, likes, tags and ongoing support were the things that drove me back into writing again after this hectic year. Thank you so much and I hope you have a wonderful day.
~Doki 💙
Sailor moon redraw meme
I know this was going around a lil while ago but I still wanted to try it, so here is my aizawa sailor moon drawing. It took me about a day and I'm really proud of how it turned out 😁
#5 Honey, I Won~
Heya @three-space-kittens!! Sorry for the long wait, but I promised you it would be a long one😉 I hope you enjoy, because I sure did writing this 😂
Summary: Aizawa's wife, the #5 pro hero in Japan, is asked to run a training simulation with class 1-a. What the students didn't expect was for their teacher to show up with his daughter and a lovely surprise for YOU.
Words: 4500~
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The clicking of your heals echoed through the empty hallway. Lesson plans settled in your arms, together with some student files, as you made your way to the designated classroom. Your husbands classroom, class 1-A. When the principle reached out to you, asking if you were interested in guiding the young teenagers in their stealth skills, you were thrilled. This was the perfect opportunity to meet your lovers class and to help them grow skillswise. (Admittedly, spending more time with your love was also in the back of your mind when you accepted the principals request.)
You halted in front of the classroom door, hearing your tired husband explain to his students that they’ll have a special program for the day. Upon hearing his introduction of another pro teaching them for the day, you stepped in, head raised high as you greeted the to-be-heroes. 1-A was in an uproar, It’s the fifth ranked hero! They’re going to be trained by one of the top 5 heroes in Japan! No way!
“That’s Umbra, the shadow hero!!” Exclaimed a green haired teen enthusiastically, “She’s known to cloak herself with the shadows around her, making her invisible at night which gives her the best opportunities to land sneak attacks!! She can manipulate shadows for offence attacks and defence barriers and-”
“Shut up nerd, we know!”
Their homeroom teacher shushes them, giving you the chance to take over his class while he sits back and takes a break from these rowdy teenagers. “As you’ve already heard from your homeroom teacher, today’s lessons will be quite different from what you’re used to.” You started, taking your husband’s position at the classrooms front desk. “Your classes for today will consist of stealth training and support item checks and upgrades. By the end of the day, you will all be given an individual evaluation about your new learned skills and ability to avoid unnecessary casualties. Are there any questions?”
A green haired boy’s hand went up, “Yes? Midoriya, is it?” You recognized his messy green hair and studious nature from his student file. Which described the boy’s heroic nature and curious tendencies perfectly.
“Yes miss, I have a question, if you don’t mind me asking!” he said nervously.
You smiled kindly not wanting the boy to feel any sort of hesitance when asking you a question, or any student really. “Questions are never a problem. Ask away!”
That’s when Shouta’s phone went off (at the worst timing). He picked it up and looked at the screen. “I have to take this one, I’ll be right back.” He said, before he made his way towards the classroom door.
“Yeah, no problem.” You answered before you turned your attention back to midoriya again, signaling him to ask away.
That seemed to get his usual gears running, as he eagerly shot an array of questions your way “If this is a stealth exercise, then why would we need a support item check? You said we will get upgrades, are they general upgrades or stealth upgrades? How will we train our stealth skills? And how will you evaluate our ability to avoid casualties exactly?”
O Boy. A soft heated laugh echoed through the classroom, yours to be specific, “No worries, all your questions will be answered the moment we arrive at the allocated training facility.” You pressed the button of the remote that opened the case closet, containing their costumes “For now, you and your classmates can change into your hero costumes and meet me back here in 20 minutes.”
All 20 student happily rushed to get their costume case and went to the changing rooms to change, leaving you behind in an empty classroom. Not long after that, Shouta entered again, phone still in hand, signalling he just ended the call, “Hey I have to go home to grab a new set of clothes for (D/N).”
“Oh, did something happen?” You asked confusedly.
“Nothing much. A kid at kindergarten spilled his drink over her, it’s left quite a stain so now she wants dry clothes, they had no spare set left there.” He sighed, “And here I thought she wouldn’t worry about such thing at the age of three, figuring out it would dry on its own and just keep drawing… or something.”
You giggle at his remark, “Seems like she’s already turning into a little lady.”
“O god, I hoped we could just stay at the fingerpainting stage for another year.” He groaned annoyed.
You laughed at his remark, before tauntingly replying: “Did you already forget about last time she had a little too much fun with paint~?”
He groaned again, recalling last times event clearly in his head, “Of course not, the walls were covered in pink and I had to paint it over.”
You grinned, “So, are you sure that’s any better?”
He sighed again wrapping his arms around your shoulders, mumbling his reply, “Nevermind.”
You giggled a bit as you planted a kiss on his cheek, before pulling away from his embrace. He expected to see a loving smile on your face, the one you normally wore when you two had a moment like this, but was instead met with a smirk gracing your lips.
Oh no…
“Just go home and get her majesty her clothes, dear.” You said teasingly, then you proceeded to kick your husband out of the classroom. “Don’t worry, Dear! I’ll take care of your other 20 kids.” You gave him a wink before you shut the classroom door. Laughing quietly to yourself as you can only imagine him having to struggle with your 3 year old daughter, who will most likely not let the men leave after his arrival.
Your daughter was a bit clingy when it came to her dad, she never misses out on a chance to either nap together, hug or play hero/villain with him. It’s quite adorable how she runs around the house, wearing your husband’s goggles and claiming to become a ‘Night’ hero just like her dad! And due to this favoritism, Shouta started claiming that she’ll have his quirk when she grows a bit older, to which you, of course, didn’t agree too, for your quirk can also be quite handy in the late hours. This started a small bet between the two of you. The loser will have to take the winner out on a date! Truely, there was nothing at stake for the loser, but Shouta is so dead set on the thought that she is gonna have his quirk, so in his case, it may still be quite a big loss.
You couldn’t stop a small chuckle from escaping your lips as you thought about the man pouting when it does turn out that she has your quirk.
“Why are you laughing miss, did something funny happen?” It was Ochako, ready in her hero suit with midoriya and Iida by her side.
“No, no nothing happened-” You shook your head and smiled, “-just a funny thought that came to mind.” Then you looked at Iida’s costume, “Hey, that’s Ingenium’s design, Isn’t it?”
You noticed the boy's proud demeanor as he wears it, for it is basically a family heirloom, “Yes it is! As a proud son of the Iida family, I hope to join my family at our hero agency after my graduation here at UA-” but you didn’t miss the sad gloss over his eyes by the mention of his brother’s hero name. “and carry on my brothers legacy as the hero called ingenium.”
“That sounds wonderful, Iida! Your brother is very proud of you taking over his hero name, ya know? He told me so himself”
The boy seemed surprised, “You know my brother?”
You smiled softly at him hoping to help him ease his trouble,“Yes I do, we’ve went to UA together actually. Last time I spoke to him, I went to visit him in the hospital and he told me this, ‘To know my little brother will carry my hero name as an emblem, making sure the name ‘Ingenium’ doesn’t die and will continue where I left off, eases my worries. I know he’ll be a fine hero someday. All I can hope for now is that he will make the name ‘Ingenium’ his own, I really hope he does.’ Your brother has high hopes for you kid, but he’s already so proud of you. I’ve talked to a few other heroes as well and we all agreed that you show a true heroes virtue. I myself believe you’ll stand with the top, best heroes of your generation! So when the time comes, I hope I get the chance to work alongside you! What do you say, Ingenium, wanna team up someday?” You held out your hand to him, smiling as you hoped for the boy to agree with your proposal.
Your smile faltered as you saw the shocked look he wore, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. “O, I’m so sorry-” You say in a panic, “-are you okay, i’m really sorry if I-”
“-Thank you, miss.” Iida removed his glasses and wiped away the watery beads that had threatened to fall, “I’m glad you told me.” He put his glasses back on and looked at you, determination filled his gaze, “I’ll keep working hard to become worthy of the name Ingenium. When I join my family’s hero agency, it would be my honor to work alongside you.”
“Can’t wait till your graduation kid,” You placed a hand on his shoulder, sincerity filling your voice, “I wanna see up close how you turn out to be as a hero, although I can already suspect you’ll be on top of the chart.”
You withdrew your hand of his shoulder and turned your attention to all 20 students, who were all dressed up and ready to rumble. “Okay heroes, now that we’re all geared up, let’s make our way to the front of the school! A bus will take us to the training facility.”
The students followed you in excited spirits to the bus, still talking lively amongst themselves when they choose a seat for the short journey. Midoriya, Ururaka and Iida who were chatting when Kaminari came to sit beside them together with Ashido, “Hey Iida, what where you and miss Umbra talking about? You seemed upset for a moment.”
“Well...miss Umbra and I talked a bit about my brother, apparently they’ve known each other since their years together at UA.”
“Wow, it’s pretty cool they went to UA together! Right?” Ashido said, tuning in on the conversation. “But if that’s all you talked about, what is it that made you upset?”
“Well, that isn’t all we talked about,” He began, his hands gesturing away. “Apparently she and my brother talked a bit about me taking over his hero name and that he hopes I’ll be able to make his hero name my own. It’s not that I’m upset, I just got little emotional is all.”
Kirishima, who was sitting opposite of his five classmates, also joined in. “I can see how that strikes a nerve, bro. Are you okay?”
“I am perfectly fine, thank you. Miss Umbra told me she has talked to other heroes about my hero capabilities as well and that they all seem to see great potential in me.” Iida smiles a little as he explains, “It appears she wishes for us to team up some time after my graduation.”
“Wow dude, she asked you for a team-up herself? that’s amazing!” Kaminari exclaimed loudly.
“Yes, it is quite the honor. She has high expectation of me, I hope I can abide them.”
“Out of all of us, Iida, you abide rules and expectations the best.”
“No doubt about that!”
“Seriously, you haven’t even graduated and you’re already high in demand!”
You giggled a bit as your husbands class went on about Iida, they were so supportive of him and seemed all so close to each other in general.
“No wonder he like this class so much.”
You turned on your phone and texted the tired man:
You: Me and the kids are on our way to the USJ, any idea when you’ll be joining us?
You figured Shouta would be way too busy to reply when suddenly your phone started ringing, a picture of him napping with your daughter on the couch lit the screen. You smiled as you tapped the green button to answer the call. “Hey, why did you call me, everything okay?”
“(Y/N),” His low voice came from the speaker in a pleading tone, “Help me.”
You giggled as you already guessed your husbands predicament, “What’s the problem?” You could hear the man tell your daughter to take the phone and tell what the problem is before you were met with her high pitched voice.
“Hi, mommy!”
You laughed at her enthusiasm as she got to call you, “Hey sweetie! Is everything okay?”
“Yes, but daddy has to stay! Can daddy stay?”
Of course he called you, the poor man was incapable of saying no to your daughters pleading puppy eyes. “Sweetie, daddy has to go back to work.”
You heard her gasp, an idea popping into her head, before she asked excitedly, “Can I go to daddy’s work?”
“Hmm, could you give daddy back his phone? I’ll talk with him about it.” You heard some rustling and talking on the other side before you heard your tired husbands voice again, “You okay with that?”
“Wait…you’re actually considering taking her to UA?”
“She’s been asking for a while now, one time couldn’t hurt.” You were surprised that he would even agree to it. You two had made clear boundaries in the beginning of your relationship about PDA and who the few people were to actually know about your marriage due to safety concerns. Letting the students know will certainly result to wildfire gossip.
“Are you sure, Shouta? I don’t mind her coming along, but your students will know about her then. Are you not worried about gossip amongst the students?”
There seems to be a pause at his end of the line and your pretty sure he’s contemplating his decision. You hear some rustling and mumbling on his side again before you finally get a reply, “Don’t worry momma! I’ll tell them to keep ‘shh’. Is it okay if I go to daddy’s school then? He says it’s okay!”
You sign in defeat, there’s no reason to say no now. “If daddy says it’s okay, then i’m okay with it too.”
You hear your daughter squealing on the other side of the line, yelling to her dad that it’s okay. “Thank you mommy!! I’ll give daddy the phone, bye bye!”
Once you suspected he had the phone to his ear again, you spoke in a flat tone of voice, “Was it the puppy eyes?”
“It was the argument actually.”
“So convincing you couldn’t bring any counter-arguments in?”
“Exactly.”
You grinned at the fact that your husband was so stubborn, that even you couldn’t sway his mind when it came to work-related things with the most rational of arguments...and here he was, unable to say no to his 3 year old daughter when she puts the puppy eye wildcard on the table and with the silly argument of telling the students to keep it ‘shh’.
“Seems like her majesty got her knight to bring her a new dress, and on top of that, a magical ride to the USJ kingdom.”
“That was the second argument, I can’t refuse her majesty’s wishes.” You could hear the grin he’s wearing through the phone.
You chuckle at his statement, “Dear, you should really learn how to say no to her.”
“I reserved that part for you.” He replied in a smug tone.
“Wha- no! Sho-”
“See? You’re saying it agai-”
“O HUSH, I’ll see you two soon.”
You were answered with some lighthearted laughter at the other side of the line and some rustling in the background. You could faintly hear your husband say: ‘Say goodbye to mommy’ before you heard him pass the phone one more time. “Bye bye mommy!”
“Bye bye sweetie, i’ll see you and daddy soon.” You heard your daughter say ‘okay’ before you heard Shouta take the phone again and end the call. You laughed a bit to yourself at the silly conversation. Your daughter knew exactly how to pull her stubborn father's heart-strings, maybe one day she’ll tell you how she’s doing it.
“Miss Umbra?!” You turned around in your seat to see the bubbly pink student wave your way.
You hoped you didn’t talk loud enough for the students to hear that they’ll have an unexpected visitor during their training. “Yes, Ashido?”
“Are we almost there yet?”
You sighed inwardly as you checked your phone for the time, before showing the bubbly teen a smile, “Just a few more minutes.”
And as promised, the bus stopped before the USJ not too many minutes later. All students stepped out and made their way inside, listening to Umbra as she made her announcement. “Today’s training will take place in the Ruins Zone. We’re going to act out a scenario in which the ‘bad guys’ will discuss their evil plans in a secret location, in this case these ruins. there will be three groups of ‘bad guys’. All groups will receive three different topics of secret information that they’ll have to discuss with their group members, make it seem real! The heroes will infiltrate the ruins and try to collect information, undetected, from one of the three criminal groups. The criminal groups will discuss later on, which group was listened in on. If they don’t know which group it was, and if the heroes collect enough information that was given by one group, then the heroes have succeeded this exercise.”
Asui's hand went up, “Miss, why would there be 3 groups, if we only need to collect information from one?”
Midoriya’s hand shot up as well, “I think I know! Is it because if there was only one group, then they know for sure they’d be listened into? In real life criminal groups are never sure if they are listened into or not so if they know for sure now then there wouldn’t be a good indication for the heroes their stealth skills.”
“Midoriya is completely right! Criminals are always on the lookout for eavesdropping heroes, but there is a difference in expecting a hero or detecting a hero to be there. Now that i’ve explained the exercise, let’s get on with the support items for the heroes.” You pulled two pads out of your utility belt. “These pads can be placed under your shoes. The underside of the pads are soft and sound absorbent, this way your footsteps will be damped so you can move faster and get closer to the enemy without making your presence known. With that being said, let’s form the groups! ” You gave the pads to Bakugou and Ashido. “For the first round, you two will be the heroes.”
Ashido squealed happily because she gets to test out the support item first, while bakugou claimed he’ll ace this test. Shouta told you once that they both have a ‘noticeable presence’, which is the opposite of what you’re supposed to have in a stealth based mission. You hope to see great results at the end of this training session, or at least improvement.
“Now for the criminal teams.” You pulled out three different sheets of paper. “Midoriya, Iida, Uraraka and Yaoyorozu will be team 1.” You waved them over and handed them a piece of paper.”
Topic: Drug dealing
Boss: Ando Kojiro
Drug: Cocaine
City base: Musutafu, Japan
Base: Abandoned Warehouse (edge of the city: South)
“This is the information you’ll need to convey into your conversation. Your team will get 20 minutes to think up a conversation and, if necessary, to research some information about drug-cartels. After 20 minutes please try to have given everyone a role and some dialogue. Try to put yourself in a drug-dealer’s shoes and to make it convincing! This exercise is a chance for you guys to step into a criminals mind and try to get a better understanding of how they operate, which is both informative and fun! If any of you have any questions then don’t hesitate to ask.”
The four of them started setting up a plan while you went to give out information to the other groups. The three groups were busy planning out their dialogue when you heard an excited voice call out for you. “Mommy!!” Shouta came walking towards you and the students, your daughter tucked into his arms and oversized yellow goggles covering her eyes as she waved enthusiastically your way.
“MOMMY!?” The whole class exclaimed as they stared at the little, black haired girl as she jumped out of their teachers arms and gave you a hug. Then she jumped up and down happily and pointed to the goggles “Look mommy, looook!!! I put daddy’s glasses on!”
“Wait, DADDY!?” The little girl obviously had their teachers goggles on, so does that mean..?
You laughed at her boisterous claims, “I can see that, sweetie! But aren’t they a little to big for you?”
“Yes, but if I grow SOOO big,” She stretched her arms as far as she could above her head, “then they aren’t anymore and then I can be a hero just like you and daddy!!” She ran over to her tired dad and hugged his legs, “Right, daddy?”
Shouta couldn’t suppress a smile as he ruffled his daughters hair, “I’m sure you’ll be an amazing hero, kiddo.” He crouched down and looked at you for a second before he looked back at your daughter again, smirking as he said, “Why won’t you show your mom our little secret?”
The little, raven haired girl turned around to you and showed you a mischievous smile as she made her way back to you, uncovering her eyes to reveal the white eye-pad that was hidden beneath the goggles. She peeled it off quickly to which her hair flew up and her eyes colored a bright yellow. “Mommy~”
AAAHHH…. dipshit
“Daddy won!!” She giggled as Shouta came to stand beside you.
“Hear that, Honey? I won.” He showed you his infamous grin as your daughter hopped around you two and squealed in delight that her dad won. After the two of them had their fun, Shouta took the eye-pad again and placed it back on her eye. Her hair went down again and her eyes turned back into their normal colour, the same eye colour she shares with you. It didn’t take long for the 20 students to introduce themselves to your daughter, very surprised to discover their homeroom teacher had a wife and a child.
You were watching your daughter run around the students, jumping into their arms and wanting to know everything about them. It was cute how she thought the lot of them were already heroes, cuter how she recognised Iida’s costume as ingenium’s and claimed that he was one of her favorite heroes, and the cutest that they all played hero and villain together as she pretended to be just like her dad, wrapping her fluffy scarf around the ‘villains’ to capture them. Shouta stood beside you, enjoying the sight of his students and his daughter getting along so well.
“Isn’t that the same dress she put on this morning?”
“I’ve discussed with her teacher that she would call me if she developed her quirk. Turns out she had mine, so we wanted to surprise you.”
You looked at him, eyebrow already raised, “Surprise me?...or to rub it in~”
He grinned, “Maybe both.” and pulled you in for a hug.
You chuckled, hugging him back. You booped his nose when you pulled back, returning his grin in the process, “Next kid will have my quirk.”
“How are you so sure we’ll have another kid?”
“Daddy!!!” Your daughter runs to her dad and crashes right into his legs, before she reaches her arms out, wanting to be picked up. Shouta chuckles and complies, picking up his cheerful kid. “What is it kiddo?”
“The heroes-” She pointed towards his students, “-said I could maybe be the number one hero if I try, but I was like no, because I can only be the number two hero.”
Shouta frowns, confused that his daughter wouldn’t dream at such an age of being the number one hero, “Why the number two hero? Why can’t you be the number one hero?”
“Because you and mommy are my number one heroes, so of course I can’t be number one, because you are.” She huffed, exclaiming it like it’s the most logical answer in the world.
Shouta looks shocked by your daughters answer, unable to give her any sort of reply.
You smirked as you whispered into his ear: “That’s why.”
He turns his head to look at you and blankly says, “We’ll come back to this conversation later.”
“As I expected~” You sing-songed happily, pretty sure it was your daughter’s sweetness that made his brain malfunction just a moment ago.
You smiled as you watched your husband make silly faces, successfully getting your daughter to giggle and pull at his face to get him to make silly faces herself.
If you two do come back to this conversation, you’re pretty sure he won’t say no to having another kid
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Damn this is long!!! Sadly I can't put a keep reading in the middle, because my phone'll space 'm. Hope ya'll enjoyed!!
Have a good day buttercups~!! 💜💛💙💚
#11 Feels Good To Be Reunited
@vcl-1807 and anon, thank you so much for your requests! Both requests compliment each other so I though I might as well make one story out of it! I hope you two don't mind.
Again thank you for the request and please enjoy the story =D
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Dad: Hey kiddo, work runs out late so I won't be back on time. Dinner’s in the fridge, you just have to warm it up
You think back bitterly on the text message you received from your dad. Since the raising crime rates, he’s been consumed by work, leaving you to vent for yourself frequently, or rather, constant at this point. He always says he has more paperwork, more patrols, leaving him with little time to be home and actually spend time with you.
You miss the moments you two used to have together, movie nights spend on a mattress made of pillows and blankets on the living room floor, him teaching you how to play cards and you beating his ass the first try, spending the night on the couch when he had a difficult patrol, too tired to drag himself to bed, so he let you talk about your day, silently listening, while slowly dozing off.
It made you sad when he had less and less time to be around, even to the point that asking you about your day isn't even a daily thing anymore. Over time you started to bottle this sadness up, you understood that what he did was good, he is always helping people and teaching his students, but the thought that his work is so important to him that he seems to choose it over you is just…..it hurts.
The only time you really get to see him is at the dinner table. It’s like you two made a silent promise to always be there at dinner time, he never misses no matter how busy he is. Even if dinner is cut short, he is always there. And now….it seems like even showing up for food in his own house takes to much time. It’s infuriating! It is-!
Click
The front door opens to reveal the man, dropping his work at the door as he rushes to his office, passing by the couch without as much as a glance, before he disappears into the room, later coming out with another stack of files and documents propped under his arm. When he passes by the couch again he gives you a glance, also minding the barely touched microwave dinner he left for you. “Hey kiddo, why’d you not finish eating. Its-” he bats a quick glance to his watch. “-almost 8.”
You huff, rolling your eyes as you turn your back to him and continue scrolling through your phone, “It tastes shitty.”
“It is edible.” He replies agitated, “You're old enough to not be picky about dinner.”
You turn around again as you answer him, “It’s not like you had the time to eat this crap yourself. And even if you did, i’m sure you’re still full from the paperwork you seem to consume constantly.”
Aizawa closes his eyes, and you see him take a deep breath before replying to you, sounding more frustrated then he probably meant to, “Yes, I do have a lot of paperwork. As a homeroom teacher for the hero course, the students need me to-”
“I need you!-” You say, jumping up from the couch and pointing at him furiously. “I need you to be around. I need you to be there for me. I need you to care about me! Does your work mean so much to you, that you can't even spare a minute of your day on being home. You're never around! It's like you don't even live here anymore!” Your eyes overflow, spilling those bottled up emotions through the tears that follow. "I know your work means a lot to you, but you forget everything else while you're working. I have barely seen you these past few weeks. And I just-… I miss you, dad."
You look at him and see his breathing has hitched, his eyes wide as he looks at you, shocked. He seems at a loss for words, a loss for breath, but to you it felt like you could finally breath. Now that the lump in your throat is gone, the top of the bottle is opened, so all frustration and sadness could spill in the form of words. You felt better, but-
You see tears forming in his eyes after the realisation hit him. He quickly made his way towards you, pulling you into his arms, before the first tears even had a chance to fall. He holds you in a firm, but delicate hold, knowing that he slowly drifted away from you, but is now too afraid to lose you for good. “I am so sorry, so sorry. You’re right, I should have been here for you. I've been a shitty father and-”
“-That’s probably why the food tasted shitty too.”
You both laugh at that, feeling the tension between you two falter a little. You both smile as your dad says, “Yeah, probably.” before he pulls back. “How about I cancel hero work for this weekend and we spend some time together?”
You feel tears welling up in your eyes again, this time tears of joy, as you answer, “I’d like that.”
“Hey, I thought we were done with the waterworks.” He says jokingly as he wipes your tears away, then pulls you in for one last hug.
You sigh, relieved to have your dad back in your life again,
It feels good to be reunited.
#12 Supermarket Shenanigans (part 2)
Thank you so much for all the support you guys have giving me regarding this fic, it's really been a motivation point to keep up my writing! Here is the part 2 I promised and I so dearly hope you all enjoy it just as much as part 1.
Thank you for reading!! And I wish you all a good day 😁💙
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It's been a few weeks since the "pooky" incident and it is no surprise to any student of 1-A anymore who you are, not after your husbands cat story went around UA campus like wildfire, as well as the fact that he is happily married. (And you're glad to say that that person is still you, and not your chubby housecat.)
But what the students didn't know of is that he is not only married, but also the father of your child.
"Daddy, look!" The small four year old girl tugged on your husbands arm, making him look at the princess pudding cups at the dessert aile. "Can we take pudding with us?"
"Your moms in charge of the grocery list."
The little girl hopped over to your side and looked at you with pleading puppy eyes.
"Sweetie, you know we still have custard in the fridge."
"But, mama. Daddy always has pudding packages. I want pudding too." She whined.
You sighed disapprovingly, but gave in. "Alright sweetie, just this once. You and your dad can get the pudding-" The little girl already began to squeal, hopping happily up and down before trying to run off. "Wait little missy, there is a but! Mama will go and pay for the rest of the groceries, while you two get the last two items on the list. Deal?"
She nodded quickly and took the list, grabbing her dad's hand and dragging him out of the aisle to get her pudding. You heard an excited 'come on!' as you saw your daughter drag the man around the corner. You giggled at the scene, leaving your husband to deal with your daughter while you pushed the cart to the cash register.
"Hello, Mrs. Aizawa!" You were greeted by the bubbly pink teen, already knowing her from when your husband told you she and kaminari were the ones to spread the tale. And also from the times you and her crossed paths in the grocery store, either both of you as customers, or only you, with the social teen behind the counter. "How are you today?"
"Hello, Ashido. Everything is fine, like usual. How are you?"
"Well as you can see, miss. I'm doing good! Money's rolling into my bank account, although i'm pretty sure most of it will be spend in the same store." She grinned sheepishly at you, which makes you laugh.
"Well, at least you get snacks out of it." You smiled at the teen and proceeded to take all items out of your cart while the pink teen scanned them. Ashido was done pretty quickly with getting all items from one side to the other, leaving you with nothing left to put back into your cart. It also left you wondering what was taking them so long.
"Sorry, Ashido. Shouta was supposed to get a few more items for me."
"Oh, no worries, miss! There is not a line right now, so we can wait a little."
"Thank you! I really thought he would be back by now. Maybe he got lost in the aisles? I mean, the only item he knows how to get to by heart, are his jelly packages."
"Don't forget the cat treats." You heard from right behind you.
You jumped a little as you laid your hand over your heart. "Jezus, Shouta! Don't sneak up on me like that."
The man only grinned as he placed the last two items on the counter, plus the pudding for your daughter. "I got what you asked for." Then the man turned around and looked at your daughter, picking her up and putting her on the counter as well. "Almost forgot this one."
"Mister Aizawa, did you steal a kid from the store?"
"No, Ashido. This is my own kid."
Ashido looked shocked, not only had her hobo teacher a wife but also an adorable kid????
The pink teen looked at the little girl and asked her if her teacher really was her dad. The little girl pointed at him, "Yeah, that's my daddy! We got pudding, look!" She picked up the pudding cup and gave it to Ashido, who scanned the item.
Ashido grinned, "Hey, you are sitting on my counter! Do I need to scan you too?" Your daughter giggled, "No, not me!!" and shook her head quickly. Then she put two more things on the counter that she still held in her hands.
"You two got even more, cat treats!? Whose idea was this?"
Shouta immediately pointed to his daughter, who gasped dramatically. "Daddy! No lying!"
"Shouta, you can't give her more treats! It's unhealthy at this point."
"Pooky deserves love."
"Pooky deserves a diet."
Ashido laughed loudly at that, while your daughter joined in with her own giggle fit. After a while of bickering about the cat's diet, you paid for the groceries and put your daughter in the cart seat. Aizawa turns to Ashido, "If you don't tell anyone about this, especially me having a daughter, I'll give you a homework-free pass."
Ashido laughed, "Sorry, mr. Aizawa, but there is no way I won't tell the class about this. It's too funny to keep to myself. Besides, I have to gush about the fact that your daughter is so cute!!"
Shouta sighed, guess he won't get out of this one...unless. "Guess there is only one way to solve this then....You're expelled."
"Oh no she ain't!!" You proceeded to drag your husband out of the store, you and your daughter waving the teen goodbye, while Aizawa grumbled about what monday will bring. Ashido, who to no one's surprise there, chuckled at the scene that just played out, had already grabbed her phone and texted some friends to meet her that afternoon.
Wait until the rest hears about this...
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Note: Hey everyone!! It's been a few weeks. School has been stressing me out lately and with exam week just a few weeks away, I'll be busy studying from now on. So as you could have guessed already, updates are a bit slow. Other then that, everything is going well I guess, so please stay tuned for the next update!
💜 Thank you all again for reading my fics!
#3 Supermarket Shenanigans
Summary: Ashido and Kaminari see their homeroom teacher do groceries with his wife. They’re conversation leads to an interesting start on monday morning.
Words: 1000+
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“Hey Kaminari, what else do you wanna get?” The pink student asked as she balanced 3 sacks of candy and a coke in her hands.
Kaminari turned around, seemingly carrying almost just as much as the girl who dragged him here. “Maybe some donuts? I think with that added to all this,” He flashed his sacks of candy and two chocolate bars, “I might survive the weekend.”
Ashido snorted at his comment, “Yeah right.” Then she dragged her friend through the different ailes to the front of the grocery store, that was until kaminari stopped by one aile.
“Hey wait, is that mr.Aizawa?” Kaminari pointed to the raven haired male, who was pushing a grocery cart down the aisle, as he dragged his friend to the side so they wouldn’t be seen as they spied on him.
“Hey yeah that’s him, but who is the woman he’s with?” Ashido and Kaminari looked at the woman putting groceries in the cart of their teacher. “Is that his girlfriend?” Ashido said excitedly as she sees the two doing their groceries together.
“Shh, not so loud. What if he hears us.” Kaminari whisper-shouted to her.
“Right, right, sorry.” Ashido whispered the apology as she watches her teacher grab quite a lot of cat treats and empties them in the cart.
“Why would he need so many-” Pinky shushes him as she listens to the adults’ conversation.
“Put them back” The woman says absentmindedly, not even turning around as she’s busy checking off a few things from her grocery list.
Your tired husband puts a few back on the shelf, but leaves most of the treats in the cart. You turn around, one eyebrow already raised as you already knew this wouldn’t be the end of this conversations. “All of it.”
Shouta sighs as he puts back all of the cat treats. You turn around again, already aware of your husbands next action. Shouta sneakily grabs one cat treats and places it back in the cart. You turn around again and grab the cat treat back out of it. “Shouta, stop fattening our cat.” You say, as you put the treat back on the shelf with the others
“Pooky isn't fat.”
“She's gonna be if you don't stop spoiling her.” Every time you two are loading in your groceries for the week, Shouta makes it his mission to fit as many cat treats, as he can, in his arms before he dumps it all into the cart.
“It's just a few treats”
“A few? Shouta, please. Before long she'll be obese and my wallet will be empty.”
Your cat loving (spoiling) husband wanted to say something, but you raised a finger to his lips shushing him “Eh, no excuses,” you lay your hands on the frond of the cart and take his place as the one to push it “No cat treats this week, or I'm confiscating your treats.”
“My treats?”
“Jelly packages”
“Don't be mean.” Your lovely husband shows you his infamous pout, not happy with his defeat.
“It's called ‘Healthy’.” You say with a victorious grin.
The ravenette sighs. “Why did i marry you?”
“I don’t know. Maybe the real reason you proposed to me was because you accidentally tripped to one knee with a ring in hand, then I said yes, and you were to tired later on to cancel the engagement.” You answered playfully.
Shouta chuckles as he can’t keep up the sour act any longer. “Yeah, that's exactly why I married you.”
“Just divorce me and marry the cat then.”
Shouta laughs and shoots you a playful grin back “Maybe I should, at least the cat doesn’t nag.”
“O hush and eat your veggies.” You giggle as you grab your husband by the arm and drag him and the cart out of the aisle
The two students broke out in a chortle after holding in their laughter for so long. “That was so funny, they are so cute together.” Ashido said, jumping up and down from the amount of fangirling she was doing.
Kaminari nodded excitedly, agreeing with his female friend who was sure to text everyone later about their witnessed event. Everyone was quite shocked and amused by this new information. Their hobo looking teacher is MARRIED!?!?! Hell will break loose on monday, and the oblivious tired man won’t be able to see it coming.
~Extra~
The tired pro hero made his way to his classroom, expecting to see his noisy students to be chatting and fooling around the moment he sets foot inside. He is so wrong about that. All students of class 1-A are perfectly seated, ready for the man to start his lecture. Okay….that’s strange. He walks to the center of the classrooms front and lays his lesson plans on his desk. Then, when he is about to begin his lecture, kaminari’s hand goes up.
“Yes, Kaminari?” The ravenette is quite alright with the kid’s interruption, finding the silent stare’s of his students rather strange.
“I’m sorry sir.” The boy says, quite depressingly.
Wait what? “Why are you sorry?” He asks the teen, quite confused.
“I heard that you’re getting divorced, sir.”
Wait WHAT!! Who in the hell told him that!?
Aizawa keeps a stoic face, while internally screaming confusedly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about kid, who did you hear this from?”
“From you, sir.” He heard a few students slip a few quiet, held back giggles. He realises that the kid is messing with him, but he still wants to know why.
“Aaand...when did I say this?”
“Last week. But congratulations, I heard you found a new wife!” A few more giggles escaped some students. At this point he was really contemplating if he wanted to know or not what the hell the kid was on about.
“I did?” Ashido laughed through the class, not being able to keep it to quiet giggles any longer.
Kaminari cracked a smile too, not being able to keep up the serious facade as he said his last reply through held in laughter. “Yes, sir. I hope you and Pooky will have a wonderful future together.”
The whole class laughed at that, knowing all fully well who Pooky really was. Aizawa couldn’t hold back a small chuckle for the joke was too funny to him to keep a straight face.
Normally he’d rather keep his marriage a secret, especially these little moments you two have together.
But this joke was worth it, at least for a little bit.
“Now can we meet your wife?”
“I don't have a wife, i’m divorced. Remember?”
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I made a thing
I know it's not a story, but I just really wanted to share the sketch I made 😊