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💥Bakugou & Babyzawa🐱

Bakugou takes care of Aizawa when no one else is available. Requested ❤

Hizashi and Toshinori were officially panicking. 

An upset little Shota sat at their feet, bawling his eyes out.

They didn't know what to do. Shota had homeroom soon and he was in no mindset to teach, and there was no one else to fill in for him on short notice.

And nothing was calming the little down either. They tried his stuffies, his little items, music, nothing worked. Shota continued to, quite loudly, cry.

"I don't have a clue on what to do," Hizashi admitted. "His class started five minutes ago, and they are gonna ask questions."

"Maybe it would be best if we explain? I'm sure they would be understanding, they are his students after all." Toshinori tried to reason, a bit desperately.

But Hizashi disagreed, "this is Shota's thing, and he's not fit to decide whether or not to share this part of him with them right now."

While they were racking their brains trying to think of what to do, they didn't notice an angry blond walk into the office. "You can try not leaving him on the fucking floor."

The two teachers jumped. Bakugou brushed past them and knelt down in front of Shota.

The little sniffed, looking at Bakugou, but his mind was too fuzzy to process the figure in front of him. All he saw was blond hair and assumed it was one of his caregivers and dived into their arms.

Bakugou caught him quickly and juggled him in his arms so it was easier to scoop him up. When he managed to get up, he headed to the couch not far away, using a knee to swipe all of the little items to the side to make space for them.

He sat down, cradling the little in his lap, which was a struggle to do so. Even though Shota was mentally little, he was still very much adult-sized.

But as Bakugou slightly struggled, Shota was not uncomfortable at all, humming into the embrace. His hands fisted Bakugou's shirt. Bakugou petted his tangly hair in response.

It took the two gobsmacked teachers a few moments to finally get their heads wrapped around the strangely adorable sight. Hizashi finally stepped forward, ready to take Shota. "B-Bakugou... You don't have to do this. We'll handle it, okay?"

"No." Bakugou's voice was venomous as he slapped Hizashi's outstretched hand.

The scary voice and sudden jerk made Shota whimper.

Bakugou immediately was at his attention again. Gently bringing Shota's head to lay against his collarbone. Rocking him back and forth.

To Hizashi and Toshinori's amazement, Shota quieted down.

Bakugou's voice was a lot calmer this time. "He's done a lot to help me, I don't see why I can't return the favour."

Toshinori spoke, "Young Bakugou... Aizawa is an adult, you're...young, Bakugou!"

"So?" Bakugou responded, unfazed. "Clearly he isn't all that much of an adult right now is he?"

Curious, Hizashi asked, "are you aware of age regression?"

The blond student shrugged. "I'm aware of trauma responses from civilian rescue lectures. This is kinda like that right?"

"This would be the aftermath, but in Aizawa's case..." Hizashi debated on whether to say or not. It was still Shota's private life, but this was important so he decided on continuing. "Since childhood, he's experienced trauma, and on top of being a pro hero, it makes the brain create what's considered 'weird' coping mechanisms." He held up his hands in finger quotations. "Shota just happened to suit age regression really well."