✨MHA/BNHA✨ Agere ✨One Shots✨

🖤Eraser x Mic💛

Caregiver: Mic Date Story was written:
Little: Aizawa Jan. 13, 2021

Requested by: @BabyPrincess1214 I really hope you like it!

     Today has been rough. I woke up late and I was so tired. Then I remembered Mic had to go to work early and wouldn't be home until late tonight! I got some coffee and went to my patrol. Luckily I didn't have that long of a patrol today so I got to go back to the office and grade some work. Grading the work took longer than expected and because today was crappy I just wanted to slip once I got home. I got home and tried everything to help me slip. I tried drinking from my sippy, using my paci, coloring, watching cartoons, nothing was working. "FUCK THIS!" I had to get out my anger and frustration so I changed into some workout clothes and went into the garage. I blasted my music as loud as I could as started hitting the punching bag...without gloves...

POV: Mic

I noticed that my little Shota hasn't slipped in a while. Maybe he didn't need to? Or maybe he couldn't? I sat on the thought all day trying to review what had happened recently. I didn't really get an answer from my thoughts but before I knew it, I was done with work. I knew Shota was never happy if I had to go in early and come back late, little or not. I got home as fast as possible because I missed my baby and want to check up on him. "Shota I'm-" I heard faint music so I stopped to listen, "The bathroom? No. The bedroom? No. Garage!" I ran to the garage door and knocked but there was no answer. "Shota baby can I come in?"

POV: Aizawa

Da- I mean Mic's home "Yeah, sure..." I continued punching the bag. I just stared at the punching bag as it swung back and forth. I felt a tap on my shoulder but ignored it. Another tap ignored. Then a tug on the shirt that turned me backwards. "SHOTA!" I look at his eyes with their sad and scared glaze of tears. I grab the punching bag stilling it. I huff out and stop the music. "Yes?" "What do you mean 'yes'! Look at yourself!" I finally look down at my hands, knuckles covered in blood "Oh..." "yeah... 'oh' what the hell were you thinking?" I wasn't, that's the problem "I don't know" "Ok your going to have to give me better answers than this. What's wrong? What's going on up here baby boy?" He tucks the hair in my face behind my ear. I slap his hand away and turn around "I'm not little now" "That's the problem! I miss my little boy, where is he?" "Not here, is that all you needed?" I turn on the music and grab the punching bag to get ready to punch it. He grabs my arm "Yes?" "STOP IT!" "STOP WHAT IM NOT DOING ANYTHING! YOU'RE THE ONE INTERRUPTING ME! NOW WHAT DO YOU NEED?" He face looked shocked and scared but quickly turns into a stern look "I- I just wanted to check on you..." he turns to go back in the house "Wait Mic I-" he was already gone. I give the bag a few more good punches out of frustration then start cleaning up.

POV: No one

Shota walks in "Mic?" "Yes?" Shota chuckles at the mocking 'yes?' He walks into the bedroom to see Mic with a smile on his face humming. He had a bottle ready, Shota's paci, a stuffie, a Disney movie, bandages/peroxide, and a little snack. Shota automatically regressed and ran up to Mic crying. "I so sowwy I yewwed at Dada! I no mean to! I sowwy!" "Hey, it's ok sunshine it's ok. I'm not mad but thank you for apologizing. Now you have to stop crying or you'll give yourself a headache baby." "I wuv Dada" "I love you too sunshine." Mic cleans his cuts which leads to the little crying more. He bandages his hands and changes him into a big black hoodie and some grey sweatpants. He gives Shota the bottle and stuffie while he starts the movie and grabs his paci for when he's done. Mic got up to go make dinner assuming the Shota didn't eat breakfast or lunch. It was about 15 minutes later when Shota finally noticed Mic was gone "Dada!" "I'm in the kitchen baby!" Shota ran to the kitchen wrapped in a blanket and gave Mic a hug "Aww aren't you just a precious one" Shota giggled at the praise and buried his face farther into Mic. Mic puts him on the counter so he can watch him finish up cooking. Mic had to help him eat a little but soon enough they were both done and full. "We need to get you a bath!" Shota whined at those words but Mic picked him up and helped him to the tub. He checked the water temperature to make sure everything was good and helped him undress. Once he was in the tub he stopped the water and got out the soap trying to finish the bath as quick as possible. Shota didn't like baths and Mic found it quite hard. He scrubbed his hair while Shota tried to wash his body, but just ends up playing with the loofah. Mic threw in a few toys to distract him from the worst part....rinsing his hair. He HATED water being poured on his head so Mic always had to be quick and distract him. He was almost done when Shota started to whine, so he made sure to go faster. Once they were all done Mic dried him off and got him back into his clothes. "Are you ready for bed baby?" Shota nods and yawns "vewy tiwed" "Oh I bet, it's late for my baby." They get tucked into bed and Mic gives him his paci. They cuddle up and fall asleep. A night filled with sweet dreams and little things.

(Sorry I didn't really know how to end this🥲)
Word Count: 1030