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/      i swear i’ll re  -  vamp soon    ,,     riiggghht after the lights come back on     &     i get some food in my system    !

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/    there    /    you are.   look   ,,    i don't have time for the small talk.   i've spent almost my ENTIRE break dealing with my    /    idiot    /    of a class   &   i don't have time to rest    ..    so    ..   just give me a damn hug  ,   okay    ?

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/      i swear i’ll re  -  vamp soon    ,,     riiggghht after the lights come back on     &     i get some food in my system    !

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ʻ   WE'RE LIVE FROM SHIMBASHI STATION WHERE HEROES HAVE FINALLY MANAGED TO DETAIN THE VILLAIN WHO HAD BEEN RAMPAGING THE DISTRICT FOR HOURS    ..   ʼ    *    the sound coming from the tv was abruptly muted    —    the male watching it more interested in the pictures displayed on the screen than the sound of the reporter's obnoxious voice.   this incident was a particularly rough one for all involved   ;    a villain with an electricity-based quirk targetting a train station in the quiet district.   dozens of citizens were reported injured  ,   two dead  ,   &   there was also an undisclosed hero in critical condition.   it was unfortunate  ,   yes  ,   but that wasn't the reason the incident had shouta so on edge.   HE was concerned  ,   because the shimbashi district was the district hizashi patroled tonight    —    &   that made his stomach churn.   the district was usually quiet  ,   &   not many heroes often patroled the area    ..    &   the news said one of them had gotten hurt.   what if    ..    *    mm    ?    *    he looked down to the cat in his lap  ,   nudging its nose against the palm of his hands    *    hey shiro    ..    i'm okay.    *    the cat could practically sense his unease  ,   which was why it had sat in shouta's lap  ,   unmoving for hours    *    just    ..    just a little worried  ,   that's all.    *    a    /    LITTLE    /    worried was an understatement.   but it made no sense    ..    why was he worried    ?    hizashi was a pro    —    a pro who was damn well capable of taking care of himself  ,   no matter how bad the threat was.   that didn't mean he couldn't worry    ..    right    ?    *    he'll be home soon  ,   i promise.    *    it a promise more to himself than to the feline in his lap  ,   yet he appreciated its soft   ʻ   meow   ʼ   in reply  ,   as shouta adjusted stiff limbs on the cat once more   ;    tired eyes focused on the door as he listened for even the    /    slightest    /    noise behind of it    *

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*     god  ,     he’s   ALWAYS   wanted to say that.     *     you won’t    /   believe   /    the day i had     —      this guy  ,     with this freak  -  y  lightning quirk came out of  NOWEHERE   —     &     let me tell you   ,     shouta    —     he was  NOT  there to play games     !     *     his response   ,     although estatic  ,     was only met with a vague smile  ,    his eyes glancing back down at his side  ,      where his hand had gone to press gently against his burning wound.    he’s been hurt before     —     probably in the same area  ,    even    ,,     which is why he’s here     &     not at the hospital  ,    where he should be  ,     but yeah.     yeah.     the blood loss sucks.     &    BOY    ,,     was he    /    woozy    /   .     *    man    —     i’m     POOPED    ! 
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                  *      ‘   STOP MOVING  ,     IDIOT.    YOU’RE BLEEDING.   ’         it’s a bit too late for that  ,    actually  ,    because he’s been bleeding the entire way home  ,     but sometimes not moving isn’t really an option  ,    you know  ,     voice in hizashi’s head  ,     because if he had to choose between bleeding alone in an alleyway or bleeding in the comfort of his own home he’ll take the latter every.      single.     time.     &    sometimes that requires some sacrifices  ,     like taking the subway while you’re bleeding through your nice leather jacket.     might’ve gotten some blood on the seats.     might’ve lead a trail home.      BUT     !     he persisted  ,     &     that’s all that really mattered.     cause he can already feel it     —     the soft embrace of his loving fiancé around him  ,     as several adorable paws go to claw gently at his pants.     *     hhng     ,,     *     it would’ve been nice if he had sauntered into their apartment  ,     but  ,     his body had other plans     —    deciding instead to do a lurching stumble  ,     which was quickly caught on by his     /    excellent    /     balancing skills.     it then takes him a few tries to get the keys into the lock because of all the blood on his hands  ,     and the rattling doorknob must’ve alerted shouta  ,     because he’s already quick to snap his head towards him     (     or maybe he had just been staring at the door     ?      )     when hizashi shuts the door behind him.     *     hey  ,     honey    —    i’m home     !    
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your students said i could find you in here  ,    *    the ravenet said from the doorway of the unusually quiet classroom    *    i didn't think they'd be right  ,    *    he stepped into the room  ,   eyeing the subtle details such as its seating arrangements   &   decor  ,   before looking over to the teacher's  ,   whose desk sat at the head of the class.   he placed his hands inside the pants of his hero attire  ,   watching the blond in a curious manner    *    usually you'd be in the staff lounge  ,   yapping your ass off.   what's different today    ?

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hm    ?    of course you can  ,   zashi    —    i don't think that any of the students would object to you visiting in the dorms.   hell  ,   most of them like you  ,   anyways  ,    *    that was a good thing    ..    for more than one reason.   he ran pale fingers through his hair  ,   pushing a dark bang away from his eyes for the time being  ,   only so he could watch the other without much interference    *    they've been sneaking out of their rooms after curfew  ,   causing disturbances outside of the dorms    ..    specifically with the students of class 1-b.   they've gotten into multiple altercations this week.    *    he loved the kids  ,   yes.   but they definitely were HUGE pains in his ass when it came to following rules.   though  ,   what he could expect from them    ?    they were kids    *    yeah    ..    he's a really good kid.   wait    —    what    ?    *    he barely registered the other's words   ,,    heat becoming present on his cheeks  ,   yet he allowed the other to press the quick kiss to his lips    (    something abnormal  ,   especially considering aizawa wasn't one for public affection    )    *    of course  ,   hizashi.   if i had to be sationed at the dorms  ,   i'd still need you to help me survive.   thoses kids are quite    ..    rambunctious.
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                  oh    !    can i tag along    ?    i wanna talk to a few of them about getting a tudor    ,,    or  ,    more specifically   ,     staying after school to get some extra study time in    —    *     however tired  /  exhausted hizashi may have been  ,     he’s always ecstatic to teach his students  ,    /  especially  /     when it comes to raising their    (    not so great    )    grades.    *    oh    ?     what have they been doing    ?     *     moving the last piece of paper to the side as he reached for another  ,     he was quick to mark it swiftly with an  ‘  A   ’   ,     before moving along to another sheet.    he had seen iida’s work already    —    he didn’t need to double check it again.     *     that’s good to hear     !     that kid is gonna do great things    —    starting with his education here.     and  ,     just so you know  ,    (    between you and me  ,    that is    —    )     if you happen to    ‘   accidentally   ’    adopt the kid  ,     i’m all for it    ~    *     with a sneaky wink and a quick peck to the others lips   ,     he stood up from his seat  ,     tucking the graded papers under one arm as he went towards a cabinet at the other side of the room.     once they were hidden away into the growing stacks of worksheets  ,     he moved back  ,      falling right back into his chair.     *     and uh    —    if you   /   do   /    end up chaperoning the kids   ,     just let me now before hand    —    i’ll be sure to bring you breakfast in the morning  ,     and a bento  ,     of course    -     !
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take as long as you need to    —    i'm not in a hurry to leave work.   i have to stop by the dorms   &   check on my class anyway.    *    he said  ,   grabbing a chair   &   seating it aside the other's desk  ,   before sitting in it   ;    training his bloodshot eyes on the man right across from him    *    they've been causing quite a bit of trouble.   nezu says if they don't get better  ,   i might need to be assigned to a temporary residence within the dorms    —    which is obviously  ,   something i'm not looking forward to.    *    at least the other's grin looked somewhat natural   ,,    he noticed  ,   &   his lips briefly quirked up at the sight  ,   yet it was gone just as fast    *    it was pretty decent    —    hitoshi is improving in his training    ..    &   he's happy with that.   so am i.   you couldn't    ?    that must've been hard on you.   don't worry  ,   though    ..     i'll make sure the rest of the night goes a bit smoother for you.
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*    he had never been more nervous to see the welcoming attributes of the blond's studio apartment.   the voice hero's place of residence usually served as a second home to him  ,   &   it wasn't as if it no longer wasn't  ,   but the setting felt much more personal now.   it was the place where not even an hour ago  ,   his best friend of fifteen years confessed that the feelings he felt towards shouta were more than ones a friend should have.   &   despite how scared the confession should make him  ,   the way that shouta's heart fluttered scared him more    *    hizashi    ?    i'm coming in  ,    *    he said as he opened the door  ,   pulling his copy of the other's key out of the door before closing it behind him.   he locked the door  ,   walking over to the other's counters   &   placing down their food.   he hadn't dressed in his hero attire    (    which would be something he would regret if a villain was to suddenly sprout up    )    yet he had oddly brought his capture weapon with him    (    he was quite an odd man.    )    he placed the weapon on the other's couch before turning his head at the soft sounds of small feet walking towards him    *    hi  ,   akio    —    *    he said  ,   squatting down so that he was at level with the feline.   he picked up the cat  ,   running his fingers through its fur as he cooed to it quietly    *    how have you been    ?    hopefully a good kitty.

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                  no   —   it’s fine.     i’m sure your presence alone can satiate their ever present hunger    ,,    and  ,    don’t feel pity for him    !     he’s a menace when no ones watching  ,     i swear it     !    *    shooting a playful glare off at the small feline    (    whom ignored him completely and instead  ,    watched aizawa with big bright eyes    )     hizashi chuckled  ,     ripping off a piece of the muffin before popping it carefully into his mouth     —     being slow to not cause his headache any further pain.    *     it   /   is   /    a fatal disease  ,    you idiot     !     what if you shrivel up and disappear from your lack of nutrients    !    i’d be heartbroken.    *     frowning  ,     although  ,    with no real pain  ,    as he was only joking    —    the blonde sighed  ,     shaking his head at the others words before lighting up at the sight of the food item within his hands.     *     i bet the last time you ate breakfast was the time you passed out on my couch    —    you ` member    ?     i forced you to eat cereal since you didn’t want me to cook for you    ?    ah   ,,    good times.    *    snorting  ,    he leaned against his kitchen counter  ,    almost immediately regretting the decision right after.     damn   !     sleeping on the couch was    /   not   /    the best option for him  ,    huh    ?     *     anywho    —    you’re here  ,     i’m here    —    let’s chat    !    you   ,,    you did say you wanted to chat  ,     right    ?
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yeah    ..    but i can't blame that on you.   i rarely eat or sleep anyway.
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maybe i should've brought some treats for him as well    —    the little guy probably feels left out  ,    *    shouta hums  ,   watching the kitten eye the other's fresh food with a hint of amusement in his eyes.   his eyes then lifted up to the other  ,   arching a dark brow as he watched him carefully    *    you always think that    —    you act as if me being tired is some fatal disease which will result in my demise.   but  ,   as long as me looking less tired is a nice sight to you  ,   i won't complain.    *    he gave a mere shrug of his shoulders  ,   gaze then lowering to the ground as he moved to take off the shoes he had worn.   though it might not have seemed like it  ,   he liked seeing the other happy    —    so it wouldn't hurt to take care of himself every now   &   then for the blond's sake.   once his shoes were off  ,   he placed him by the door  ,   before turning back to his friend    *    this was nothing  ,   really.   i was just trying to take the opportunity of caring for you while it was presented    —    you rarely let me spend even a dime of mine on you.   besides    ..    when have you ever known me to rest    ?    *    it was true    —    even during their school days  ,   he had rarely gotten the recommended eight hours of sleep.     the shorter walked over to the counter  ,   teeth worrying his bottom lip as he picked up one of the small breakfast wraps which had been in the bag.    *    but if it makes you feel better  ,   i got myself a breakfast wrap    ..    just something small.   though  ,   who knows what it'll do to me    ..    i can't remember the last time i ate breakfast    ..    *    his words trailed off as the other spoke  ,   mind slowly recounting the earlier events of that day.   he cursed the way his heart tensed as he recalled the other's words  ,   warmth undeniably becoming present in his chest.   however  ,   he tried to ignore it  ,   nodding slightly    *
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