My Hero Academia Imagines

30 // Shota Aizawa x Present Mic // "Dad"

Same AU as "Adopt"

===== (Aizawa's P.O.V) (Another Year Later)

There was a sudden shriek that rang through the house, followed by Y/N's voice,

"DAD!" I glanced up and looked over at Mic. He was looking at me with the same look. The shrieking continued,

"DAD?!" I put down the book I was reading,

"Is that us?" Mic nodded,

"I think that's us." I jumped off the bed and ran out,

"Y/N?!" Her head poked out of her bathroom. She mumbled something. I walked up to her,

"Are you okay?! Why are you screaming?" She mumbled something again. I sighed, rubbing my temples,

"Could you please speak up?" She groaned, whispering,

"We don't have any pads." My eyes went wide,

"We don't WHAT?" I turned to Mic. He held his hands up and walked away. I turned back to Y/N. She had tears in her eyes. I rubbed my hands over my face,

"Okay. Okay. There's no need to cry. I'll go to the store."

When I got Y/N situated, I sunk back onto the bed. Mic was laughing at me. I rolled my eyes,

"Shut up." He kept laughing, trailing off. I sat up,

"Mic?"

"Yes?"

"She called for Dad." There was a beat of silence. I looked over and Mic was staring at the wall,

"Shota, she called for Dad."

"She called for Dad." Two twin tears slid down his face. He raised his glasses and wiped them away,

"The real question is who was she talking to?" He looked over and started laughing again. I groaned,

"You always do this, you know that?" He kept laughing and flipped open his book,

"You know I'm right, Sho."

~Y/N's P.O.V~

I slammed down my pencil,

"Dammit! DAD!" Aizawa and Mic both came running in. Mic was panting and Aizawa had his scarf in hand, hair already floating,

"What happened, sweetie?" I took in the sight,

"I just needed help with my homework. I'm sorry." Aizawa sighed and handed Mic his scarf,

"You need to stop doing that." He pulled up a chair and grabbed my work, looking at it. He put it back down almost immediately,

"You can take a break from that." I smiled,

"Don't know what you're looking at?" He shook his head. I tucked it in my folder,

"I'll ask Mic about it." Aizawa leaned against my desk,

"Speaking of which. Have you decided what you want to call us yet?" I shook my head,

"I mean, you guys could always be Dad and Dadzawa. Or you guys could just be Dads. But then there's the 'who am I talking to' element." Aizawa contemplated it,

"I don't hate the idea of Dad and Dadzawa." I nodded,

"Yeah?" He shrugged,

"It's unique, I guess." I giggled,

"You don't think it's too weird?" He patted my head, getting up,

"Nothing's too weird. Call us whatever you want, Y/N." I sighed,

"You always say that." He kissed the top of my head,

"And I mean it, honey. Finish your homework."

~Aizawa's P.O.V~

I groaned as I sat on the bed. Mic rubbed my back,

"Heard you guys talking about the 'Dad' situation. She figure it out yet?" I shook my head,

"Not really. She seems to agree with the Dad and Dadzawa thing, but she said she's not sure." I laid down,

"Do you want to be called anything specific?" He shrugged,

"Any variation of Dad is what I answer to. That's kind of how the whole 'Father' thing works, huh?" I smiled. Y/N walked in,

"Mind if I sit?" Mic patted the bed. She slid in between us and sighed,

"I'm still confused about the Dad thing. I want to call you guys Dads because you are my Dads, but I feel dumb for being so hung up on it." I was about to say something, but Mic stepped in,

"Well, being considerate is nothing to feel dumb for, for one thing." He smirked,

"I think Dad and Dadzawa sounds pretty funky." She giggled,

"You like it?" He nodded,

"It's unique. It would be our thing." She nodded, looking over at me,

"Dadzawa?" I laughed a little,

"I don't hate it." She sighed,

"Dad and Dadzawa..." She hopped off of the bed. I watched her rush out of the room,

"What are you doing?!" I could hear her running somewhere. The stomping stopped,

"Dadzawa!" I looked over at Mic,

"Are we really doing this?" He laughed a little,

"I guess so." I sighed,

"DADZAWA!" I jogged to the living room,

"Dadzawa is here." Y/N beamed,

"DAD!" I heard shuffling and Mic poked his head into the living room,

"You called?" Her smile widened,

"Dad and Dadzawa, confirmed."

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