[ from here // Yagi // @embxrss ]
HE’S FAIRLY TALL, BUT HAS NO MIND holding the umbrella over aizawa instead of himself. though he’s getting soaked, he enjoys the peacefulness of walking through a storm with the other.
‘ ah - i suppose we should head home soon. ‘
Aizawa had already tried protesting the other hero’s selflessness, insisting that the sickly man needed to be protected from the rain more than he did, but of course it was useless. This was All Might, after all. Even worse- this was Toshinori Yagi. He stuffs his hands into his pockets and tries not to feel too guilty about being only slightly damp.
His hair sticks to his face, obscuring his vision as he glances up and over at his walking partner. “You don’t say?” he says, deadpan and wry as ever. “Come on, then, let’s go. And for crying out loud, we can share the umbrella. Here-”
With that, he allows his frustration to boil over, tugging at Yagi’s arm to either pull him closer or tug himself in. Either way, he’s hoping to force the giant to share the space. As awkward as it is, walking with hips and shoulders pressed together, at least it might limit the chances of the Symbol of Peace catching a cold.
