EraserMic as dads: an AU
===== (Aizawa's P.O.V)
"Hi, Shota Aizawa? "
"Speaking."
"Hi, we heard you're good with children."
"Where'd you get that idea?"
"We were told that you work at UA High."
"I do."
"Okay, well, we have a problem child here that we'd like you to work with." I tried my best to hide my intrigue,
"Problem child? "
"Yes. Y/N Y/L/N."
"Do I need an appointment or something? "
"We'd actually like you to take her in. Foster her, if you would." Mic looked over at me from the other side of the couch, questioning me with just his eyes,
"I can do that." Mic put down his book, mouthing,
"Do what?" I smiled,
"We'll be there tomorrow morning. 11 am." And I hung up the phone,
"Mic?" He already looked disappointed,
"What did you do this time?"
~Y/N's P.O.V~
I shouldered security's hands off of me,
"I can walk by myself, ya know." His poker face didn't waver. Two men were sitting at the dining room table. I sat across from them and my case worker tossed me a scolding look. I rolled my eyes,
"What?" She sighed,
"Y/N, this is Shoto Aizawa and Hizashi Yamada. Shoto, Hizashi, Y/N." I simply looked at them. Mr. Yamada stood and his voice boomed,
"You can call me Presentation Michael. Present Mic for short." I covered my ears and he sat back down,
"Sorry." Mr. Aizawa stood and walked over to me,
"I heard you're a problem child." I scoffed,
"Yeah?" He clasped his hands behind his back,
"We're fostering you." My façade wavered a little,
"Did you choose to foster me?" His face softened,
"Sort of. Don't worry about it. Your things are already packed up, let's go."
~Aizawa's P.O.V~ (1 year later)
Y/N was thriving. I'd enrolled her in UA and she gained control over her quirk in no time. She loved Shinsou and Eri, immediately taking on a major role around the house. I sat on the couch and watched her play with Eri,
"Mic?" He slid in beside me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder,
"Mhm?" I leaned against him,
"What would you say if I told you I wanted to adopt Y/N?" I looked at him. He smiled and kissed my forehead,
"I would agree with you." I smiled,
"Really? You don't think we have enough kids?" He shook his head,
"Not exactly, I guess. Y/N is something. It's only been a year, but there's a real connection." I nodded and cringed as she bumped into Shinsou, who was holding a pot of boiling pasta,
"Hey! Watch it! Coming through!" She ducked under him and laughed. He pretended to be annoyed as he drained the pasta,
"Why're you playing in the kitchen anyway? Take it to the living room." She giggled and led Eri out. Eri came bounding out, jumping into our laps,
"Hi!" Y/N came next, tackling her gently. They both squealed and settled down in between Mic and I. Mic looked at me,
"Do you...?" I nodded,
"Y/N?" She looked up,
"Yes?" I glanced down at Eri,
"Can we have a serious talk?" Her face changed and she put Eri down,
"Go watch TV in our room, kay? I'll be there soon." Eri bounced out and I heard the TV blasting from their room,
"Turn that down, please!" The sound faded. Y/N faced us,
"Did I forget to take out the trash again?" I laughed,
"No? Do you think we would need to have a 'serious talk' about that?" She shrugged. I shook my head,
"Mic and I were talking about adopting you and we wanted to see what you thought." Her eyes went wide,
"Really?"
~Y/N's P.O.V~
Aizawa and Mic felt like my dads. Honestly. I didn't want to call them that though because I felt like it was dumb that I got attached so quickly. But I guess it wasn't,
"You'd be my dads?" I could hear the tears clogging my voice. Mic nodded and tucked a stray piece of hair behind his ear,
"You'd get to call us Dad and Dad or Dad and Father or Papa and Dad or-" Aizawa looked at him and he stopped talking,
"Sorry." I giggled,
"Really?" Aizawa smiled a little,
"You asked that already." I nodded. Shinsou appeared,
"Do I get a vote?" I glared at him. He laughed and flicked my forehead. I pretended to bite him and turned to Aizawa,
"I say he doesn't get a vote." We all divulged into laughter and Eri peeked out,
"Hey, why are we laughing?" She crawled into my lap,
"I want to laugh too. What are we talking about?" Aizawa sat back,
"Would you want Y/N to be your sister?" There was a beat,
"She's not already my sister?" I could hear her about to cry. Aizawa had a smile twitching on his mouth,
"No, no. She is honey." She wiped her face and sniffled, stomping back to watch TV. I giggled a little,
"So what do I call you guys?"
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