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-You know, it won't kill you if you were to grade this all by yourself, I myself have my own tests to grade.- Sighs Aizawa, though even if he says that he still picks another paper from the stack of yet to be graded essays that Midnight had brought with her earlier.
-I hate grading essays.- Huffs Midnight as she shifts her legs, already feeling one of the limbs growing numb.
-Then don't give them.- Deadpans the erasure hero matter of fact, why was he even helping her grade this shit? He had things to do, a lot of things.
-Easier said than done, I have responsibilities you know?- Says the R Rated hero like he just said the dumbest thing ever, Aizawa gives her an annoyed look.
-So do I and here I am.
-I know darling I know.- She says patting his shoulder which only makes Aizawa glare at her, Nemuri had all but invaded his room not even an hour ago, whining about having to grade essays, she had plopped down on his bed and little by little her inverse psychology took hold of Aizawa's will, making him abandon his work at his desk in order to sit at the edge of the bed, grab a few essays and start grading them.
Stupid woman and her stupid manipulative ways.
Stupid him for falling for them.
Yet he kind of liked grading other people's stuff from time to time, it allowed him to see how his kids were doing in their other classes, which is why he wasn't making that much of a fuss, the kids were strangely silent, it kind of made him wonder what in the world were they doing, probably planning either a murder or how to get rid of a body (You never knew with those kids).
-I'm done, this is the last one.- He tells Midnight placing the last essay on the stack at her side, laying back against the bed, finally he could rest his goddamn eyes and back.
-See? It wasn't that difficult to help me was it?- Asks the R Rated hero, Aizawa grunts at that, eyebrow twitching as he side glares at her.
-Don't make it sound like it's my obligation to help you grade your stuff, you are 32 not 5 have some decor.- He says annoyed, Midnight pouts at that, her leg raising in order to be brought down on his abdomen, getting a funny sound out of the erasure hero.
-Weren't you ever taught to not say a woman's age out loud? That's rude.
-But you are 32.- He deadpans, a shit eating grin threatening to break across his face, Midnight scowls at that, leaving her pen and essay in order to crawl to his side, digging her fingers at his ribs, getting a squeak from Aizawa in return as he jerked away from her.- Is that how you thank someone who just helped you? That is rude.- He tells her mockingly, her smile doesn't inspire him that much confidence.
-Oh, I'm sorry, let me thank you properly then.- She says, her tone smooth as silk as she climbs on his abdomen, leaning down to kiss him, Aizawa's hands are quick to find their way around her waist as he kissed her back, the feeling of her lips against his' sending a warm feeling swirling inside his chest, she bit down on his lower lip, asking for permission that he didn't thought twice about conceding, her fingers burying through his hair as she pressed her breasts against his chest.
It was a slow kiss, almost bored despite all, just the two of them kissing for the sake of just kissing, it felt nice, ever since the dorms system was implemented they rarely spent time together, both due work and to keep appearances up, though sometimes, in the solitude of their rooms they would drop the act, just kiss, yeah, because they couldn't exactly give themselves the luxury to have sex with each other, the risks of being caught, heard or even not be ready for any emergency keeping them from it.
Yet.
They were humans.
There was so much they could stand without the other, and it had been almost five months since they last had any kind of sexual activity.
Nemuri was a woman who took pride on how well she did without sex against popular belief, but if even her usually reticent lazy as fuck husband was getting eager here she was no better, the way his hands were gripping her waist, his kisses deepening, she moved her hip lower in order to sit on his lap, moaning as she felt him press against her, she left his mouth, her lips pressing against his neck.
-We should stop.- Aizawa manages out, though even if he says that his hands leave Midnight's waist, sneaking underneath her shirt, hands running across the soft skin, fingers fishing for the back of her bra though he does nothing to take it off, Nemuri leans away from him, her weight on his growing erection doing nothing to help.
-Do you want me to stop?- She asks him, it's not playful, it's honest, because again, despite popular belief, Midnight wasn't a sex driven woman, she could respect her partner's opinion, if he didn't want sex then so be it.
-....No, but we can't do it here.- He reminds her, hands resting at her sides, her skin is warm, so soft, it makes him want to kiss it.
-There's no need to worry, it's 7pm, the kids are most likely either watching a movie or doing homework.- Midnight soothes him and she leans down, giving him a peck before tugging at his shirt, silently asking for it to be removed, Aizawa sighs, yet he allows her to get rid of his shirt, his hands fishing for the back of her bra again, unclipping it and kissing the side of her neck, the scent of her shampoo relaxing some of the tension in his body.
Midnight pressed herself against him, smiling as the action got a moan out of him, her fingernails ran down his sides, amused as the action got him to shudder, hairs standing on end as his hands around her waist pressed her harder down on him, her lips against his neck parted with a moan, knees hugging the sides of his waist in pleasure, her hip moving almost involuntary as her body searched for more of that pleasing feeling.
-Jesus.- Aizawa had to bite the inner side of his cheek as a groan left him, a shiver running down his spine, fingers digging at the woman's side out of reflex, Midnight bend down, her lips pressing softly against the lobe of his ear as she spoke.
-You do have a condom laying around here right? Because if not you better start thinking about how are you gonna dress your friend down there for the party.- She whispers at him, voice almost a purr.
Yet before he can even answer it happens.
The worst thing ever happens.
The fucking door slams open.
-Sensei Bakugou is-!- Ashido's voice cuts off with a choked somewhat strangled sound at the back of her throat at the sight she is met with.
Aizawa feels like he is 15 again and Nemuri's father just found them sleeping in the same bed, just that this is a hardcore level because they aren't just innocently sleeping.
They are actually doing something.
-I'm sorry!- Shrieks the pink girl as she feels her cheeks grow red as Midnight glances up at her almost in amusement, Aizawa covering his face with his forearm for a moment, sighing.
-Ashido haven't you ever heard of knocking before?- Asks the erasure hero as he pushes Midnight off him, the woman having the nerve to snicker as she gets off him, he sits up, glancing back at the girl from over his shoulder, he can already sense the chaos that this will unleash.
-I'm sorry! I didn't thought it through!- Ashido is quick to say, her brain still holding the image of Midnight on Aizawa, why did this felt like she just walked in on her parents? This was gonna scar her for life.
- Whatever, what is it?- Chooses to ask Aizawa instead, not standing up, like fuck he is standing right now, his usually baggy pants were being missed right now, he was wearing sweatpants, the pink ones to be more precise, no magic in heaven or hell would be able to hide the clear tent in them, he didn't need to make things even more awkward.
-Koda's rabbit stole Bakugou's crackers and ran off, both of them, we can't find them now...
Aizawa gives the girl a blank look at that, sometimes he wondered what was going through these kids heads and at the same time he kind of feared the answer, so he just nodded at the girl.
-Fine, just give me a moment.- He tells her, and man if that didn't felt awkward as fuck, even more as he saw her grow even more red, as if she knew, it made him want to jump off a cliff or disappear at the Bermuda triangle.
-O-okay!- Ashido slammed the door shut harder than actually intended and Aizawa didn't really care as he gave a long suffering sigh, looking down at his pants.
-Need a hand?- Asks Midnight grinning, Aizawa glares at her.
-This is your fault, go away or I won't be able to focus.- He scowls at her, she just smiles as she sneaks her hands underneath her shirt, clipping back her bra before leaning over to give him a peck, one of her hands squeezing the inner side of his thigh, snickering when he tightened his jaw, swatting her hand away.
-Of course baby of course, you do you, but don't have too much fun, remember you have kids waiting.- Aizawa honestly growls at her.
After she leaves he takes a quick cold cold shower, throws some fresh clothes on and leaves.
He found Bakugou trying to get Koda's rabbit out of a hole, cussing at the rabbit to have his crackers back, making him yield to the rabbit (seriously kid just let the rabbit have the goddamn crackers) was quite the feat, but he managed it.
He gave Midnight a weird look when he got back inside the dorms, the woman was sitting at the armchair with the air of someone important, crossed her legs and all, why the fuck was she even here? Who cares he was going to sleep.
-Sensei.
Or maybe not.
He sighed, glancing back at the group, a few sporting anxious look, others embarrased, Ashido over all, a few others were also glancing at Midnight, seriously? That fast was the bomb gonna explode on his face? Not even a day was he gonna be free of the bomb?
-What?
-Are you and Midnight dating?
There it was.
-We shouldn't meddle into our teachers' personal lives, that's disrespectful!- Comes Iida's scandalized tone, the boy's hands moving wilder than usual.
Aizawa sighs, it wasn't like he would die if the kids were to know, but he liked to keep his things to himself, draw a line, it was bad enough he was attached to them, he couldn't just let them into his personal life just like that.
Yet...
-Of course we are not dating, such silly things you think about kid.- Says Midnight matter of fact as she tugs at the silver necklace around her neck, pulling out the golden ring.- We are married.
Aizawa thinks he wants to die as the room seems to explode into utter chaos, he wished he could walk away, but he found his arm being grabbed by his traitorous wife as he tried walking past her, forcing him to not give another step, he glares at her.
-Now now Shouta it's rude to walk away when there's people trying to ask you something.- She tells him, amusement clear in her face, he glares even more yet doesn't try pulling away from her grip, he just sighs, choosing to sit down as he suddenly feels like he has no way of escaping this, damned be the day he fell in love with this sadistic woman (but not really).
-Fine, what do you want?- He asks looking perfectly annoyed at the group of kids, though he looks more like a child who didn't got away with whatever stunt he had tried to pull than actually annoyed for real.
-You are married.- Repeats Kaminari after the prior euphoria dies down, still trying to process that fact, because one thing was having Ashido saying that she caught Midnight and Aizawa at the verge of doing that (that mental image was gonna haunt him forever tbh) and one thing completely different was having them both confessing being together.
I mean, a lot of their first thoughts were that maybe they weren't dating, just.... spending the time, a few others thought that there was a high possibility they were dating.
But never married.
-I'm pretty sure I answered that already kid.- Says Midnight amused as she fishes for the similar necklace around Aizawa's neck, pulling it out for the world to see, the golden ring hanging from it a perfect match for the one hanging from her neck.
-But how? I mean, he's.... you're...- Sero sounded like he no longer knew what to say or how his brain even worked.
-I know, you would never expect the homeless looking spawn of the devil to be with the sexiest woman alive right?- Says the R Rated hero as she leans a bit towards the erasure hero, resting her arm at the top of his head, he narrows his eyes at that yet surprisingly does nothing.- No match at all, but I guess it's like they say, opposites do attract each other.
-More like a stalking success.- Mutters Aizawa as he tucks back in the necklace, yet the kids hear him.
-A stalking success...?
-....I may or may had not stalked him around. - Confessed Midnight looking away in shame.- In my defense that's kind of inevitable when the guy you like is a year younger than you, far far far away into another classroom, only chances to see him is when the bell rings, and even then you end up feeling like you are hunting an animal rather than a person because he keeps sneaking around.
-Of course I was sneaking around, you were creepy as fuck.- Says the erasure hero looking he was having flashbacks from some unknown war, it made the kids sweatdrop.
-Sensei wouldn't it had been easier to just speak to him directly?- Deadpans Shinso, he could kind of sympathise with that though, he remembers Midoriya and Kaminari sneaking around after his test to get into the hero course last year, both boys stalking him, when he hadn't been able to take it anymore and asked what the hell were they doing he had been told that they were trying to learn more about him, because they wanted to be friends with him, he hadn't known if to laugh or what at their words.
-Speak to him? Not even in a thousand years, my younger self had the firm belief that only the choosen ones could speak with him without dying in the process, plus, it was easier to learn things from him from an outsiders perspective.
"You just liked the stalking life didn't you?"- The Class can't help but think at the woman's words, the image of a younger Midnight stalking a younger Aizawa of all people too hilarious to not smile.
-Then how did you end up together if you refused to speak with him?- Frowns Midoriya, a notebook resting on his lap, pen between his fingers, Aizawa kind of wondered where the fuck did that came from.
-The roof, he was upthere with Mic and Loud Cloud.
-Isn't the roof off limits?- Frowns Iida.
-You know Loud Cloud?- Asks Midoriya with stars in his eyes.
-Of course I do, he's my boy, after Shouta of course, and of course the roof is off limits, do you really think this guy here held the book of rules by heart? He isn't friends with Mic and Loud Cloud for nothing, anyways, long story short I showed up there with my hero costume at the time, spoke with them for the first time and since it went better than expected I just kind of kept showing up.- She states matter of fact, to be honest it had kind of crushed her mood to not see any reaction at all from Aizawa, even his comment was plain.
-Sensei was a rules breaker.- Whispers Ashido mystified, staring at Aizawa like he was a new person.
-If I catch any of you upthere I will drag your ass down the stairs and make you write a five pages apology.- Threatens Aizawa, with how these kids were he wouldn't be surprised if one of them tried jumping off while other waits down to catch them.
-That's so not fair.
-How long have you been married?- Asks Ojiro after a moment.
-Five years and eight months, this guy here refused to marry me, and all because he didn't want to dress nice, at the end we came to the agreement that he would only use the upper half of the suit, you should had seen everyone's face when they saw him wearing pink sweatpants and slippers, slippers.- States Midnight in amusement, leaning even more against the erasure hero, arms shifting to wrap themselves around his shoulders, resting her cheek on his shoulder.
Even if the few that were invited to the wedding had known about Shouta's mannerisms it had still been funny as hell to see their "Why do I even get surprised at this point?" faces.
-That's commitment right there.
-An icon.
-Do you have or want kids?- Asks Midoriya, his brain already running at lightning speed with endless possibilities of what type of quirk a kid from Midnight and Aizawa could be like, the woman's next words crashing his possibilities numbers.
-Nah, that life isn't for us kid, I'm far from being the mother type and this guy here wouldn't surprise me if he was to end up sticking the baby to a wall if that meant he could sleep.- Says the R Rated matter of fact, Aizawa frowns at that.
-I wouldn't do that, I can keep up with my responsibilities.- Says the erasure hero almost offended at the solely implication.
-So you want a kid?
-No, not really, I kind of enjoy my peace.- Deadpans Aizawa.
-Sensei your commitment is quite outstanding.- Sweatdrops half of the group, Aizawa's laziness was on a whole ass new level, a true hero, an inspiration to the community who took pride on their sloth selves.
-Are you sure Shinso isn't your secret love child though?- Asks Todoroki out of nowhere, Aizawa gives the boy a blank look, Midnight cackling.
-Secret love child?
-It would make even more sense, I mean, he looks like Aizawa but his hair color is purple just like yours, his quirk could be a mutation of your quirk seeing that yours is putting people to sleep though it kind of puts women in a sleep walking kind of state while erasure take quirks away, what if his quirk just puts people's mind in a slumber? Erasing their will power so he can control them? Like sleep walking kind of thing?
-...
-...
-Todoroki be taking no shit with his theories dude.- Whispers Kirishima almost mystified at the boy's words.
-Kid, you do know he's 31 right? That means he was like 15 or 16 when Shinso was born.- Says Midnight in amusement, at the perplexed looks she can't help but laugh.
-31?- Whispers Bakugou, eyes wide in a perfect "WTF" expression.
-I thought you were like 40!- Screeched Hagakure sounding pretty much like she just found her whole existence was a scam.
-Aw but he doesn't even looks that old, you saw him all cleaned up last year on TV didn't you? That wasn't the face of a 40 year old.- Says Midnight, Aizawa rolls his eyes.
-A man without facial hair can drop to ten year younger never trust that thing.- Accuses Jirou, the idea that Aizawa was only like fifteen years older than them was...
Wild.
Because, holy shit.
-Well that's a good point, maybe he is 40.
-That makes you 41 then.- Says Aizawa giving the R Rated a mocking side look.
-Don't go around parading a woman's age less much your wife's that's rude.- Chastises Midnight poking his cheek for more emphasis, Aizawa sighs at the action which only gets the kids to snicker at his misfortune.
-You are so annoying.- Deadpans the erasure hero as he turns his head to look at her with an annoyed frown.
His only answer?
A peck.
And the kids fucking laugh.
Seriously, traitorous brats.
Yet it was kind of nice to know they didn't exactly had to keep that much of appearances up anymore.