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Shouta Aizawa AKA Pro Hero Eraserhead glared up at the ceiling as his phone blared out “OOOHHHH YEEEEAAAHHH!!!!!” Repeatedly. I’m going to murder Hizashi…. Slowly… for changing my alarm sound. He thought darkly before swinging a hand out from under the covers to silence his phone. He grumbled sleepily as he hauled himself out of bed and into the bathroom. The raven-haired man shuffled towards the sink and set about brushing his teeth. He glanced into the mirror and seeing as his hair wasn’t too tangled decided to forgo combing it.
Yawning he staggered out into the kitchen and sank into his usual seat just as his husband Hizashi Yamada AKA Pro Hero Present Mic slid a plate of steamed rice topped with grilled salmon over to him. Letting out a grunt of thanks he began to eat, once done he made his way to the coffee pot and poured himself a large cup, and taking a sip he sighed. “Zashi… If you change my alarm ONE more time…” He said shortly.
Hizashi blinked at Shouta with false innocence. “Whaaaat? I would never change my dear Shouta’s alarms, that's preposterous.” He said with a wide grin. “I’m sure you set it because you remembered your very important stakeout today and just forgot.” He said pointedly.
Shouta blinked at Hizashi before smacking his hand against his face with a groan. Of course … I have that to do today… He sighed and downed his coffee before scratching Trouble behind his ear and went to put on his Hero gear. “Guess that means you feed the cats today.” He said as he slipped into his binder. He smirked as Hizashi complained in the kitchen, grabbing his capture weapon and arranging it on his neck as he sauntered back into the living area. “See you whenever.” He muttered before heading out the window.
~~Small Time Skip~~
Eraserhead crouched hidden in the abandoned building peering out into the street watching the building across from him. He was certain this was a stopping point for the drug runners who were supplying his city with Quirk amplifying drugs. He tensed as a flurry of movement caught his eye from the roof, but it was only All Might and some kid. He huffed and looked back down towards the entrance of the building. A few minutes passed when he suddenly got a horrible feeling, his eyes darted back to the roof just in time to see the kid from earlier standing on the ledge staring down. Moving quickly he launched himself to the other building as the kid leaped, landing he turned and cast his capture weapon towards the kid and caught him a mere three feet off the ground. He lowered the kid and began to make his way down. When the kid tried to run he caught his wrist in his capture weapon. “Kid,” He said softly, the poor kid turned to him with large tear-filled eyes. God… He’s so young… He thought. “I won’t assume what has led you to this point Kid but… This… This isn’t the answer, life is hard… but it’s so damn worth it. YOU are worth it. Stay alive even if it’s only to spite those who say you aren’t worth it. You’ll find someone eventually who makes you want to be alive.” He had no idea if what he said would help, he just knew he wished someone had said this to him when he was this kids age.
He released the kids hand and turned to leave before he sighed softly. I can’t just leave it at that. He thought as he turned back to the kid and walked over to him. He fished one of his Hero Cards out of his utility belt and handed it to the kid. “Here… this is my Hero contact info… In case you need a Hero or just need to talk. Can’t say I’ll always answer right away but… I will answer.” He said gruffly before launching into the air. I might have screwed up the stakeout but at least the kid is alright. He thought as he made his way home.
Emotionally exhausted from saving the jumper and the ensuing talk Shouta collapsed into bed with a groan. He checked his phone and seeing as Hizashi wasn’t due home for another hour he fell asleep.
Two hours later he was awoken by his work phone buzzing at his hip. He jerked up and opened the phone to a text from an unknown number.
From: UNKNOWN
To: Me
Hi, this is the kid you errr stopped from jumping off the room today. Umm…. Name’s Izuku…. Just… this is my number… so if I text/call you ever you know who it is. Thanks for saving me.
He sighed in relief that it wasn’t an emergency and saved the kids number under Izuku(Cabbage haired kid)
To: Izuku(Cabbage haired kid)
From: Me
Thanks, much appreciated. You can call or text whenever you need to don’t be shy. If you really need me but I’m indisposed/unavailable to answer I will probably forward you to my husband.
Setting his phone on the nightstand he flopped back into the sheets. Having heard him Hizashi bounded into the room. “SHOOOOO! I know you want to sleeeeeep but you gotta put on sleep clothes and remove your binder fiiiirst” He sang in an annoying tone.
Shouta groaned and pulled his pillow over his head. “No.” He grumbled. Hizashi yanked him out of bed and nudged him towards the bathroom. “Yes.” He said sternly. Shouta grumbled but did as was requested before returning to flop unto his husband who was now laying on the bed.
“Uh… Sho…. Did you mean to tell this Kid you were married?” Hizashi said hesitantly. Shouta jerked up and snatched his phone out of Hizashis hands. “I did WHAT?!” He said in a panic. Reading the text and the emoji reply he groaned. “I hope I never see this kid again…. I might die of embarrassment.” He whined before hiding his face in the pillows.