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Aizawa goes to the staff office and sits next to Present Mic, “Zashi, I need to talk to you,” he whispers, “in private.”
“Hm? Oh, alright, Sho, let's go outside.” They start walking out, “You know it makes me kinda nervy when you get all serious like this, I mean, you always serious, but uh, should I be worried?”
“N-no,” the pair finds a bench to sit at, “I'm just… a- a bit nervous but.. it's not really.. bad.”
Mic grabs his husband's hand, “C'mon, babe, tell meee!”
“.. you know how I was kinda sick yesterday,”
“Yeah?”
“You.. joked that it was morning sickness.. and then I took a test and it turns out it was.”
Hizashi’s face lights up, “I KNOCKED YOU UP!?” he picks up his love and smothers him in kisses. Aizawa has to erase his quirk because he's getting too excited, “THAT'S HELla!” his voice cracks from the erasure.
His hair falls down, “..Zashi, y-your first reaction w-was.. That's hella?”
“Yeah! And it's diggity and swiggity too!”
“Oh my god, I'm having a dork’s baby.”
“Yep! Awh man, I'm so excited!” he lifts Aizawa up further and kisses his belly, “Mmh, my little meow meow uwu.”
“If- if a student sees this y-you're dead.”
“Well get killin’, brotato chip, cause I'm gonna be smothering you all the time!”
“Brotato chip? Please, Mic”
“Aaw, ok then, my little uwu, my pookie wookie bear, my bromantical beauty,”
“Zashi! For goodness sake, I think brotato chip might be better than those! B-be serious!”
“I dunno, man, that's a tall order, but I'll see what I can do because you're one fiine brotato chip, my love. Do you wanna go get a treat to celebrate?”
He's actually smiling, his face is red and he's smiling ear to ear, “...Can we just go to our dorm and cuddle?”
“Of course,” Mic wraps Shota’s thighs around his chest and holds him up from underneath.
“Uh- a- are you gonna carry me the whole way!?”
“Yes~”
“Mic, you don't need to do that.”
“I wanna,” he squeezes Eraser's bottom.
“Zashi!”
“The one and only.”
He hides his face, “I- I don't even… what am I supposed to do with you???”
“Maybe lemme kiss you?”
“Good grief, j- sh-shut up, you can kiss me.”
He puts him up against a pillar and kisses him tenderly until they're both out of air.
When he's done panting, Aizawa asks, “... Can you put me down, Zashi?” As soon as he's on his shaking legs he goes to sit at a bench, Hizashi follows suit.
“...Y-you're shaking like a leaf, Shota.”
“You're sh-shaking too.”
“Well you'll never b-believe why,” Aizawa is already laughing at Hizashi’s stupid joke, and the guy is struggling to tell it himself, “it- it's-”
It's a long while before they can stop laughing enough to speak, but when they do, they exchange ‘I love you’s.’
Midnight taps Thirteen's shoulder a bunch, "Babe, Aizawa is right outside, the guy is laughing,” she says, “with Mic.”
They don't look up, “And I'm Santa Claus.”
“Babe, I am being so for real right now, look,” she points out the window.
“HOLY FUCK!”
Nezu appears out of nowhere, “Is that profanity I'm hearing?”
“Nezu! I- I was just shocked because Eraser, u-uh-”
“Now, we don't gossip, Thir-”
“Yeah, but he's like actually laughing,” Nemuri tells him.
He peers out the window, “Oh dear, has he finally gone insane?”
“Dude..”
“Hm?”
“What's the plan with telling Eri?”
“..I’m not sure. I want to get an ultrasound first, but after that, we can tell her whenever. I’m more worried about literally everyone else.”
Mic sharply inhales through his teeth, "Ooohhh yeeeaah, the students are gonna be cray-cray.. well let's plan that ultrasound. One step at a time, ya know?"
"Yes. Them and the commission."
"Ain't the commish scared'a you?"
"Sure, but they're still a pain. At least the other teachers should be mature about it."
Has he already got baby brain?, "Uh Yep..... Well let's go inside, it's cold like a bitch."