Bnha oneshots~~~

~erasermic~

A/N: pure fluff, I'll hop right into it

*Aizawa's pov*

These students will be the death of me. I unzip my sleeping bag to my chin, keeping the warmth and all parts of me but my nose within the general shape of the sleeping bag. I rise from the floor using just my legs like some kind of vampire out a coffin. As I reach a 90^ (where the fuck is the degree sign) angle I snap my eyes open. For the more aware students in 1A, they know that interrupting nap-time and waking me up is an unforgivable sin and shut up, others, do not seem to take note of such facts.

 One of the latter students, denki kaminari to be specific, is the only one who has failed to notice that the noise he had been mainly producing has caused me to arise. To put it plainly, I am pissed.

*denki pov*

"Dude what the fuck is up why have you all just started ignoring me?" 

Kirishima stares ahead like his damn life depends on it. Hot diggity dang what is going on? Guess I'll just zap him huh. About seven mini pikachus in I look behind kiri to notice everyone is looking to the front like there's a villain up there... wait is there? Dude I gotta save these chick—

Oh

Oh fuck.

I look to the front and I am greeted with a sight I have never wanted to grace my vision. Aizawa is stood there, hair floating, eyes red, capture scarf out, glaring at me like I just pissed on his fucking wife (Tangent- tokoyami gives me mad shadow the hedgehog vibes). It dawns on me that the dick jokes I've been cracking at a stony faced rock boi for the last two minutes solid have all been heard by Aizawa-sensei, who is awake a full fifteen minutes before nap time ends.

It seems I have woken him up for the third time this week. I. Am. Dead. I'm starting to wonder if I can run to shinsou's class to perform dead girl walking with him before I actually meet my doom. That thought is declined as I hear a sharp zip, followed by the slamming open of a door. I look up to the front, it has been a full three seconds after I should've been sent to play patty cake with Satan...

*Aizawa's pov*

I'm finally gonna do it. I'm gonna end the stun gun and go to jail. I've had it up to here with this. I unzip my cocoon of comfort and begin to extend my scarf when mic bursts through the door approaching me like I'm the hulk and he's a Russian chick called Natasha. 

"Not now mic" I growl, this motherfuckers getting what's coming to him.

*mic pov*

I'm on a free period, casually doing sudoku and drinking soda when I feel my eyes drift to my husband's door. He looks pretty damn mad and once I check the clock I can see that he is awake before nap time ends. My bet is that kaminari and Mina, my favourite one called duo, woke him up. I have 1A after lunch for English, I will not be able to deal with this class if they aren't there, that class is lovely though they are hell to teach. Denki is particularly gifted at languages (surprisingly) and knows enough English pop culture so my lesson doesn't drag. He must be saved.

I reach into the cupboard under my desk for my emergency husband help kit and briskly walk to his class. The bag contains juice pouches, eye drops for his dry eye, kitten plushies, an extra blanket and pillow but most importantly a small DVD player with accompanying 6 DVDs, containing exclusively funny and cute cat videos. As I reach his door, I'm reminded when I started bringing this with me everywhere I go. It was halfway through our second year at UA when I realised his constant discomfort and tiredness causing him to be either angry or anxious (or sometimes both?) could be avoided if I bring him the things he finds comfort in. Seeing as I can't carry his cat, potato, around with us I settled for a super cute plush that looked somewhat similar.

Honestly I'd do anything for him. I get I can be loud and I can often be too much not to mention my hair getting everywhere and my constant movement and singing could be annoying... so I try to make it up to him. He's had a hard time and I'm glad to help when he lets me, I'm happy to repay him for putting up with this cockatoo.

Time to save the kids I guess.

I open the door quickly and I was right, he is livid. I approach cautiously so not to aggravate the wild husband, hands splayed out to warn him I'm coming close. Quickly I gesture kaminari to begone (thot) and he scrams out the room faster then that one cartoon bird who gets chased by the Tasmanian devil (road runner?) . I corner the visibly raging husband as I reach into my backpack slowly, retrieving the plushy and a juice pouch. The students stare up at me in sheer disbelief probably thinking Aizawa's about to kill me. 

But I know my husband.

He takes the items and lies down, zipping the sleeping bag almost all the way up, I post the video player through the gap quickly before he closes it. It seems I have tamed the beast.

The rest of the lesson, 1A and I play hangman quietly on the board with only faint meowing and the occasional low and quiet chuckle, drifting from the yellow caterpillar I love.

Yo, I'm case you were wondering I took part inspiration from this comic dub I saw on YouTube. I have no idea where it originally came from I'm sorry please don't brutally kill me. 

anyway, rest up, treat yourselves and maybe look into getting yourself a help bag if you resonate with Aizawa's struggles,,, I might have one oof lmao

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