Work Text:
Being a teacher at UA was such a fulfilling job, you really love it, along with your hero work, but sometimes the kids can be a bit much. Tension has been high in the school for a while now, it’s almost the holidays and everyone is eager for it to arrive. Today was particularly stressful for a lot of the teachers, which is why you’re currently sat in a large booth in a bar with several of your colleagues; Midnight, Present Mic, Vlad King and Power Loader. It’s the weekend, and you’re all off duty, so Hizashi and Nemuri invited everyone out to unwind. Others had been invited, but declined, most notably Eraserhead, much to Hizashi’s dismay. Aizawa was the current topic of conversation thanks to that.
“He never comes out with us!” Hizashi whined, already a little bit tipsy from the several drinks he’s already downed.
“But that doesn’t stop you from inviting him every time.” Vlad laughs. “With his class, I don’t blame him for not coming along, he must be more exhausted than all of us.” We all know how chaotic the hero course can be, some of us teaching them regularly, so we all just hum in agreement.
“Hey at least you managed to get them here, they don’t come out often either, so that’s something.” Nemuri says, gesturing to me. She isn’t wrong, I’m not much of a going out type of person, it took a bit of convincing to get me here tonight, I mostly came because I already witnessed Shouta turn Hizashi down and I felt bad for him.
“Well yeah, but I was hoping to get both of them here!”
“You’re still trying to set them up, aren’t you?” Higari sighs, but I can hear the humor in his tone.
“They’d be so great together!” Hizashi loudly exclaims and Vlad smacks him in the back of the head and tells him to keep it down if he doesn’t want us to get kicked out. “But you guys know what I mean, we all think it!”
“True, I’ve tried setting them up a few times now but they never go along with my plans.” Nemuri sighs.
“You guys realise I’m right here, yeah?” I laugh.
“You are! And I’m so happy about it!” Nemuri wraps her arms around me, chest pressed tightly against my arm. She’s somehow even more clingy than usual when drunk.
“You guys would be pretty great together though, actually pretty alike. Secretive... Maybe if you invited him along, he would actually come.” Higari suggests, Mic’s face lights up.
“Yeah! You should invite him!” He jumps up in excitement at the idea, Vlad roughly pulls him back down into his seat.
“He doesn’t want to come tonight, I’m not going to disturb his night in.” You reason.
“Let’s talk about something else that isn’t our failed attempts to get our friends together-” Vlad suggests.
“Thank you, Sekijiro. Higari, how's it at the Development Studio?”
The night continues, everyone getting a little drunker, besides yourself, you decided to be the responsible one for the night, choosing to be able to stop your friends getting in trouble than encouraging it like you probably would if drunk. You notice everyone is nearly done with their current drinks and decide to get the next round announcing it’ll be the last, a little happy to be away from them all and at the bar instead. It’s not that you don’t like them, quite the opposite, but you don’t appreciate this sort of environment much, you’d much rather be at home, snuggled up watching movies. Arms suddenly wrap around your waist, and judging by the breasts heavy against your back, Nemuri decided to wait for the drinks with you.
“Are you mad at me?” She asks drunkenly. The usual confident woman you work with can get a bit down after so many drinks. You reach over your shoulder and gently pat her head.
“Of course not, Nemuri.”
“It’s just… You said you liked him!”
“I said that back in highschool, I think we’ve all grown up past teenage crushes by now.” You help move her onto one of the barstools so you can face her.
“I know… We just all want you to be happy.”
“I am, Nemuri. Both us are, okay? I promise, Aizawa is a very happy man. I’m sure he’s off somewhere smiling thinking about cats.” She laughs in response. “Go on back to the booth, I’ll follow in a second.” I watch her walk back, checking she doesn’t fall in her heels. You thank the bartender for the drinks can carry them over, everyone cheers.
The drinks are gone quickly and Zashi argues for more but you and thankfully Vlad reason with him.
“It’s late, we should get home. Come on, I called us some cabs.”
After one last little battle, everyone is in a cab to go home, Higari and yourself in one since you live close by each other, and the other 3 in another. The ride is mostly silent, having exhausted conversations back at the bar. You both decide to get out somewhere between your two places walk the rest home to save money. You thank and pay the driver before turning back to your colleague.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to walk you home? It’s late.” He asks. You smile and pat him on the shoulder.
“I’m fine, really, just a few blocks away. Besides, you’re basically already at your place, I’m not making you walk back on yourself.”
“But you had some drinks…”
“And you had way more, I’m not even tipsy. Go on, I’ll see Monday, goodnight Higari.” You wave and part ways. It doesn’t take long to reach your apartment building. You check your phone as you walk up the stairs, you have a few texts from Hizashi just thanking you for coming out and one final one about you and Aizawa, plus one from Higari asking if you got home okay, you let him know you’re in the building and say goodnight once again with a smiley.
Words can’t describe the relief you feel when you see your door, even more so when you get in. You lean your back against the door after locking it and let out a sigh of relief. You’re glad to be home. You return attracted attention as you hear some shuffling from the lounge. Your cat appears in the doorway, chirping at you as they trot over to you, rubbing themselves all over your legs.
“Someone missed me.” You smile, crouching down to pet your fluffy friend.
“They’re not the only one.” A voice rings from the same doorway. Your smile grows as you look up to see Shouta leaning against the door frame, wearing the hot pink sweatpants you brought him as a joke many years back and nothing else. You walk over and envelop his shirtless form, head resting against his shoulder. His hand rests on your lower back and the other gently strokes your hair. “How was it?”
“Mm, not bad, but I would’ve much rather been here with you.”
“Me too, but I’m proud of you for going, get them off our backs for a while.”
“Or maybe it’ll just encourage them to invite us more, Zashi almost had me calling you and begging you to come.”
“Hm, well that would’ve been hard to say no to.”
“You’re lucky I saved you from it then.” He pulls me off him for a moment, hands cup my face as he pulls me in for a kiss. It’s short and sweet.
“I’m very lucky.” He kisses you again. “And, so are you. I ran you a bath, even grabbed your favourite bath bomb for you. When you’re done with that, we can cuddle and watch some TV, okay?”
“You’re literally the most amazing person.” You stroll into the bathroom, hearing a faint ‘I know’ from behind you.
The bath was heavenly, just the right temperature, and with your favourite bath bomb, you also smelled incredible. Once you get out, you see Shouta had already prepared something to wear, your most comfortable underwear and your favourite of his jumpers. You slink through to the bedroom once dressed, finding the TV playing and Shouta already on the bed, resting against the headboard, holding the blanket up for you to climb under. You snuggle up next to him, head resting on his shoulder again, his arms wrapped lovingly around you. He presses a soft kiss to your temple and rests his head on yours.
“I really love you, Shouta.”
“I love you too.”
It doesn’t take long for you to fall into a blissful sleep.