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Sometimes Shou-san worked too much. Eri could tell it from the telltale signs – his eyes having more bags under them and him being more grumpy than usual. However, he had never behaved rude or sarcastic with her, like he did with everyone else. This, however, didn’t make Eri less worried.
On the night when he gained enough courage to do what she had wanted to do for a long time, she stared at the closed door of the man’s office with furrowed eye brows.
”What’s the cause of you frowning like this, Young Eri?” She heard a voice and when she looked up, she saw All Might looking down at her with curiosity in his eyes.
”Shou-san works too hard, Yagi-san,” she stated.
”Well, the end term exam period is upon us and Aizawa-kun had always took the preparations for exam periods very seriously,” All Might explained and Eri nodded. ”He has to compile tests for Young Midoriya and the other kids.”
”But he’s overdoing it!” Eri said, her small hands clenching into fists. ”He doesn’t even sleep properly anymore! Can we help him somehow, Yagi-san?” She asked and Toshinori saw as small droplets were gathering in her eyes.
”I think I have an idea,” the man said and reached his hand towards the little girl, so she could hold it which she did.
They walked into the kitchen, when the older took a cup out of one of the cupboards, then a box of milk from the fridge. When Eri realized what they were about to make, her eyes shone up.
”Hot chocolate?” She asked excitedly and Toshinori nodded with a smile on his face.
He opened another cupboard and took out a small bag of coca powder. However, when Eri saw which one he held in his hand, she tugged on his jeans. Toshinori looked down at her with one of his eyebrows raised.
”Is there something wrong, Young Eri?” He asked and Eri nodded.
”You took out the wrong bag, Yagi-san. Shou-san doesn’t like sweets, so there has to be another bag of coca powder, but from black chocolate,” she said and on second look, the man found the right bag.
He put back the previous one that he took out and smiled down at her with pride in his eyes.
”You really pay attention to every small detail when it comes to Aizawa-kun, huh?” He asked and Eri nodded with a huge smile.
”I would like to make the hot chocolate, if that is all right?” Eri asked and after Toshinori nodded, she ran to the table and pulled one of the chairs to the kitchen counter.
She climbed up onto it, then poured the milk into the cup cautiously. After that, she put it into the microwave and when the milk heated up, she added the coca powder. She mixed the two up with a spoon, paying extra attention so as not to spill even a drop out with a sudden movement of the spoon.
”It’s done!” She announced as she climbed down from the chair. The only thing they had to do now was to bring it to her caretaker.
Aizawa closed the current file he was working on and ran his hand over his face. There was only five tests left to be made, but he was close to just passing out. He didn’t want anything more than walking up to the couch in his office, lying down and sleep through the next two days.
Suddenly, he heard knocking on his door. On first instinct, he wanted to say to whoever was on the other side to go the fuck away, however, he changed his mind. It might be something important after all.
”Come in!” He said, turning his chair towards the door.
The door opened and All Might walked in with a concerned expression on his face. As soon as their eyes met, Aizawa knew that his colleague noticed how exhausted he was. Having his hair up in a bun, All Might had a clear sight to the bags under Aizawa’s eyes. The lanky man frowned, but then a huge smile appeared on his face.
”We brought you something that would make you feel better, Aizawa-kun!”
Shouta cocked his head. We? Then he saw a small figure stepping out from behind All Might with a platter in her hands. Shouta felt his lips curving into a smile involuntarily as Eri walked up to him. She reached the platter which had a streaming mug on it.
”I made this cup of hot coca to make Shou-san feel better!” She said on a confident voice, but Shouta could see the anxiety reflecting in her eyes.
”You did now?” He asked with a kind smile.
He took away the platter and when Eri reached up her arms he lifted her and sat her in his lap. After that, he lifted up the mug from the platter, but when he brought it closer to his face, he frowned. It didn’t smell sweet. He looked at Eri, who beamed at him.
”I made it from black coca powder, cause I know you don’t like sweet things,” she explained and Shouta ruffled her hair with his free hand.
”That was really thoughtful of you,” he said, smiling down at her with the softest smile he could muster. ”Thanks, kid!”
Eri blushed furiously and hid her face in the crook of Shouta’s neck, who only chuckled at that. He slipped from his hot chocolate and had to admit that it was one of the best ones he had ever drunk. He ran his fingers through Eri’s silver locks as a silent thanks, which made the little girl blush even more.
He heard Toshinori cooing from the doorway and he sent him an ’as if you are not this smitten for Midoriya’ glare. The man raised his hand up in defense, but the smile didn’t leave his lips as he left the room.