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Aizawa couldn’t care less about Valentine's Day. He felt that everyone should be treating their partner in a special way everyday, rather than waste money on hearts and giant bears for one day. Even so, he would go over the top to make Yamada happy, since he loved this holiday. Last year he bought a grandiose bouquet to put on his desk, with a special note to Yamada. This year, Aizawa had planned a romantic dinner date- one he spent way too much time and money planning- for after their dorm check-ins. He was surprised to see a restaurant open past 10pm. Something was different this year, though. He had students.
This wouldn’t usually be a problem, though he and his students had a closer bond than those in years past, considering they had been through several villain attacks and an entire war. Aizawa typically didn’t tell anyone about his marriage to Yamada because 1. They wouldn’t believe him, and 2. He didn’t really care to say anything unless asked. It wasn’t a secret, but Aizawa had no intentions of letting his class know.
—
Around the classroom, students were handing out candy and paper slips with cheesy messages on them. Uraraka, Iida, Midoriya, Tsu, and Todoroki traded candy and informed Todoroki to fill his lack of knowledge on the holiday. Kirishima, Ashido and Sero were giggling in the background of Kaminari giving gifts to Jirou, with a disinterested Bakugou practically attacking a candy bag he couldn’t open. Sato was handing out cookies to everyone, even leaving some on Aizawa’s desk. Yaoyorozu and Hagakare were laughing at Mineta’s demise; he didn’t get a single card from a girl. Tokoyami, Ojiro, Koda, and Shoji weren’t participating in the Valentine’s stuff, and instead were chatting about what they did over the weekend. It was a normal chaos for 2-A, but with more snacks.
Shinsou stepped through the door, walking up to Kirishima and Ashido.
“Good morning, Shinsou! Happy Valentine’s Day,” Ashido greeted.
“Thanks… what are you guys doing?” Shinsou asked.
Sero butted in and pointed to Kaminari, “We’re watching Kami be all cute with Jirou~.”
Kaminari swiftly glared at the three, looking confused. He looked at Jirou, then at the gifts, and then at the four standing behind him.
“Wait, did you think this was romantic?! Did I come off as romantic- shit I'm such a dumbass,” Kaminari stumbled on his words, “Jirou, did you read the card?”
Jirou, who was once slightly uncomfy and now plain confused, took the card out of the pink bag, and started to read it. She looked back up at Kaminari less confused.
“Aww thanks Kami! Guys, he gave this as a friend, no need to make it weird,” she laughed.
“Jirou’s my best friend, and besides-” Kaminari dug in his bag for a moment, before pulling out a wax-sealed red envelope, “I have an actual valentine…” But before Kaminari could give the card away, the bell rang- a warning to settle down before their teacher came in.
Aizawa walked into his classroom to find all his students quiet and sat down, as usual. He thought they might be more chaotic when he arrived, but he welcomed the calmness.
“Morning class. I’d rather not do much today, since I have things to do tonight. This is a study hall so-”
“Wait, Mr. Aizawa, do you have a valentine?” Tsu questioned. This was it, this is where Aizawa was laid to rest.
“...Yes.”
Gasps and whispers filled the room.
“Really!? Who is it?!” Ashido nearly screamed. The class soon followed suit. Aizawa ignored their pleas. In fact, he put his sleeping bag on his desk and crawled in, falling asleep immediately. The students understood this meant they were on their own.
—-
Iida had somehow found a rolling whiteboard and had wheeled it into the room.
“Despite my suggestions to do our work, I am quite interested in who has taken Mr. Aizawa’s heart. Now, please raise your hand if you have a suggestion as to who it may be,” Iida announced.
“Sigh, guys-” Shinsou started.
“I SAID RAISE YOUR HAND!”
“...Yeah… I know who it is.” Suddenly the entire class was looking at him like he held the answers to life itself, “It’s Present Mic, they're actually married.”
The silence was deafening.
“Right, the loudest person in the country is married to the man that strangles us if we’re not quiet the second the bell rings. You think we’re stupid, troll doll?” Bakugou sarcastically retorted, followed by a silent scolding from Midoriya.
“Hah, think whatever you want. I’ll just sit back and enjoy the show.”
Iida wrote on the whiteboard: Mr. Aizawa’s possible Valentines. Under it, he started to write a bullet point with Present Mic written next to it, but Kirishima stopped him with a simple shake of the head.
“Alright, do we have anymore suggestions- and please raise your hand (or at least ask to speak…)” Iida asked. Ashido raised her hand, bouncing in her seat.
“Ooh! I have an idea!” She hopped up and took the marker from Iida- leaving him distraught with no marker. “Ta-da! She was super flirty with Mr. Aizawa at the exam!” On the board, she had written Ms. Joke. Agreeing hums and nodding filled the group.
“Yeah, but Mr. Aizawa was pretty annoyed and uncomfortable around her. I doubt she’s his valentine,” Uraraka speculated.
“Hmm, I guess you’re right… let’s leave it up there though!” Ashido hopped back to her seat, giving Iida back his precious marker on the way.
“What about All Might?” Todoroki suggested, practically killing Midoriya.
“Nah, Midoriya would’ve said something about it by now,” Kaminari rebutted, not giving Midoriya even a second to breathe.
“Hah! You idiots, All Might wouldn’t have said anything to that nerd for that reason exactly. He couldn’t even keep his mouth shut about One for All, I was the first to know,” Bakugou shot back.
Kaminari laughed, “Dude, Midoriya can’t keep anything from you, he’s too much of a simp.”
“SHUT UP, PIKACHU, I’LL KILL YOU!”
“Um, guys? I think we killed Deku…” Uraraka addressed. Midoriya was on the floor, unresponsive, and trembling.
“He’s fine,” The two responded.
Iida added All Might to the list and capped his marker. “Okay! Is there anyone else we should add?”
“Wouldn’t it be funny if it was Shigaraki?” Shoji joked. They all shared a laugh at the ridiculous comment, but Todoroki spoke up yet again.
“Wait… but that could make sense.” The laughter stopped all at once.
“Todoroki, how the fuck does that make sense?” Kirishima asked, almost concerned.
“If you think about it, Shigaraki was constantly calling Mr. Aizawa “cool”. On top of that, when you think about what Eri’s quirk is, it’s possible she could be their secret love child…”
“...That… That weirdly makes sense,” Kirishima concluded, “Add him to the board, Iida!”
“Hold on,” Shinsou interrupted, “You think Present Mic is absurd but you’re putting fucking Shigaraki up there?!”
“Yep.”
“...Whatever.”
—-
After nearly two hours of this nonsense, the class had concluded that there were two options: All Might, or Shigaraki. Ms. Joke had been taken off the table after a quick call with Aoyama had confirmed that she had actually married someone after the war. The class asked him which side he was on, so Aoyama answered, “I am on the side of love, my friends!” The call ended shortly after that.
On both sides, the students were working on investigations, connections, fan fiction and even merchandise of EraserDust and EraserMight. Shinsou had disappeared somewhere, so the class was completely divided. Online pictures and leaked emails were passed around, each side trying to make their claim valid.
In the midst of the chaos, Bakugou was determined to find the answer.
“Alright, y’know what? I’m sick of this shit. Izuku!” Bakugou yelled, “You’re gonna be the one to end this fucking nightmare.”
“Wh- Me?!” Midoriya was extremely confused.
“Yes, you. You’re going to go talk to All Might about it.”
“Wait, but what about Shigaraki? He’s a little bit dead.” Sero chimed in.
“About that-” Midoriya started.
“IS HE ALIVE?!” Sero cried, sending the entire class into a panic.
“WHAT- NO! It’s- I said that wrong- He’s kind of… haunting me?”
“...Why am I not surprised?”
“Actually, I’m on team EraserMight because he keeps screaming at me saying that we’re all idiots…”
The class started to chatter, eventually turning into yelling. Then at the same time as Aizawa woke up from his nap, Shinsou walked in with Present Mic.
“...”
The husbands looked at each other in extreme confusion as they both took in the chaos that had become of the classroom. Shinsou, wearing a shit eating grin, sat at his desk and pulled out his books.
“...Is that a white board with ship names on it?” Aizawa asked quietly. He got up to look around, astounded by what he saw. “...Why the fuck is there a dividing line in the middle of the floor with ‘EraserMight’ on one side… and ‘EraserDust’ on the other- who the fuck are you shipping me with that has ‘Dust’ in their name?!”
Kirishima slowly answered, “...Shigaraki?”
“...”
“...”
“You all have extra homework for the next 2 weeks. And extra dorm cleaning.”
The class sobbed and sighed, while Shinsou- still grinning- did English homework at his desk.
“...So… who’s your valentine…?” Tsu nervously asked. Aizawa walked towards Yamada, silently asking him to tell them. He smiled, and dramatically started fake crying.
“OH my sweet little listeners! I’m so offended that I wasn’t even an option! I mean, I’m his husband! LOOK! I WEAR A RING!” Yamada danced around the classroom as he showed off his wedding band. Shinsou couldn’t help but laugh, and he laughed so hard he was crying.
The class was dumbfounded, befuddled even.
“Class is dismissed. Clean up before you leave or you’ll be training extra too,” Aizawa sighed, taking Yamada’s hand and walking out the door.
“Who’s stupid now?”
“SHUT UP, TROLL DOLL!”
—
Aizawa and Yamada sat at a table on a balcony overlooking the ocean, away from other customers.
“Shouta, you’re too good to me,” Yamada expressed. His hand was on Aizawa’s, staring into his eyes like he held the world in them. “I know you don’t care about Valentine’s Day, but I’m so grateful you put so much effort into this.”
“I had a feeling I would need to. Those kids are something else…”
“Shigaraki? Seriously?!”
“Right? I bet Todoroki was the reason that was an option.”
“Ha! Yeah, probably.”
“I love you, Hizashi.”
“I love you too, Sho.”
Ring Ring
“...It's Hitoshi…” Aizawa answered his phone, “Hel-”
“DAD DENKI ASKED ME OUT HOLY FUCK IT WAS IN A WAX SEALED ENVELOPE- WAX-SEALED!!! HE PUT IT IN MY BAG AND- AND-”
“...I'm hanging up. We can talk about when I get home.” Beep
“What was that?” Yamada asked.
“I have to kill a child.”
“Aww did Hitoshi’s crush finally ask him out?”
“Yes, and unfortunately it's one of my students.”
“Ha! Well, let's deal with that later. It's Valentine's Day, let's enjoy this ok?”
“And you say I'm too good for you.”