How I imagine Mic and Aizawa would react to Drugs, specifically weed, when it comes to Shinsou.
I imagine Mic when he was a young adult was a HUGE party animal and probabaly did multiple drugs that he probabaly shouldn't have and drank way too much, snuck out, etc.
So I imagine while being a dad to Shinsou he KNOWS bro. If Shinsou's even been around some weed he can smell it and will question him about it and give him an hour lecture on drug and alcohol safety and Shinsou has to groan and run his hands through his hair and constantly insist that he did not in fact smoke weed (he probabaly did).
I also imagine Aizawa does smoke weed on occasion and one day he finds a blunt while doing Shinsou's laundry.
And of course he ends up sitting on his bed in the dark like a cartoon villian, waiting for Shinsou to arrive and nearly gives him a heart attack when he finally switches on his light. He totally didn't scream, nope, not Shinsou.
"Holy Fuck Dad, how long have you-"
"Unrelated. I found a joint in your laundry." Straight to the point as always, Aizawa holds it up and Shinsou sinks down a little, even if his poker face is nearly as good as his, Aizawa notices the immediate fidget in his hands and nervous body language. He quickly back tracks.
"You're not in trouble. But we do need to have a chat. Whoever you are getting your supply from it stops now." He tells him simply, standing up casually as he slips his hands into his pockets. "I don't care if you smoke weed. I care if you're doing safely. If you want a blunt, you come to me. You want an edible? You come to me. You don't know where they are getting their weed nor could you know what it could be laced with." He lectures, walking over to a stunned looking shinsou and places a hand on his shoulder.
"And you're telling Papa because he already lectured you and is going to be disappointed you went behind our backs." He adds bluntly, patting his shoulder as he groaned and dropped his head, rubbing at the back of his neck.
"...can't you tell him?"
"Not a chance."
