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"Want some matcha flavored KitKats?" Korei asked, reaching for the green packaging. Shinsou shook his head, not in the mood for matcha-flavored anything. "Okay, what about the strawberry ones? I know you love those ones. Grab four packs so we can stock up for the weekend." She focused on grabbing the sour worms since Shinsou was closer to the strawberry KitKats.
"Can we get some apple juice? In the little boxes?" He asked after putting the KitKats in the basket. Korei nodded, mumbling about grabbing some of the veggie shakes as well. Once that was out of the way, she piled up the little lunch packs before the pair went to look at condoms together.
"What size?" Korei asked, looking over all of the sizes available. She knew they weren't getting any of the small sizes, but she wasn't sure what size the condom that didn't fit was. What if they accidentally grabbed that size? "Oh wait...there are actual sizes on the boxes. What size...are you?" She turned her gaze towards Shinsou, who was glaring at a box on the shelf.
"A little over...thirteen centimeters," he whispered shyly, averting his gaze from the boxes. "That size right there would work," he added, motioning to the box he had previously been glaring at. Korei nodded, grabbing for the box labeled 'snugger fit' and placing it into the basket. She could tell that her boyfriend was obviously insecure about his size, but she wasn't sure why. The idea that a guy's masculinity is determined by their dick size actually disgusts Korei. It's like equating a woman's femininity to their boob size. People should just stop judging others for things they can't naturally control.
As they waited in line, the two chatted back and forth about random little things. Shinsou complimented Korei on the way she looked in the bright convenience store lights, and she complimented him on his face. When the bell dinged to signal another customer, they looked over out of habit. They did not expect to see Aizawa walk in. He looked like he hadn't slept in at least a week.
Panicked, Shinsou nudged Korei with his elbow and told her to hide the condoms under some of the other things they were buying. The purple-haired boy knew that Aizawa told his mother everything, and if she knew about the condoms then he would get an ear full. Not to mention, Aizawa would probably feel the need to put his own two cents in on the topic as well, seeing as though he thinks of himself as somewhat of a father figure to Shinsou.
"I got it, babe. Don't worry," Korei whispered back to him, moving some things around in the basket. She also knew that Aizawa was relatively fatherly when it came to Shinsou, which she found absolutely adorable. Though she would never admit it to anyone, after doing that little project with her boyfriend on Pro-hero Eraserhead; she sort of developed a crush on him.
Shinsou put every ounce of trust he had into Korei and her plan, even though he had no fucking clue what it was. Starting to grow anxious, his leg began to nervously bounce and he squeezed Korei's hand tighter than before. Looking down, he saw just how calm his girlfriend was. How could she act like their lives weren't in danger right now? On the inside, Shinsou was falling apart, but there was not a lick of evidence on his outer posterior. The poor teenager thought he looked so suspicious but no one would have guessed it. He just looked a tad bit impatient.
Just as the couple moved up to the counter, Aizawa fell into line behind them, holding a box under his arm and some candy bars. Shinsou couldn't help but glance behind him while Korei started emptying the basket onto the counter. Purple eyes met red, panic levels rising.
"Shinsou," spoke the tired teacher, his own nerves suddenly lighting up. As discreetly as possible, he slipped the box out from under his arm and behind his back, not wanting to be caught by students. Glancing over at Korei, Aizawa realized that the pair must have come to get snacks or something. "You two have permission to be off-campus?"
"Yeah," was all that Shinsou could manage to say, slightly embarrassed that he knew exactly what was inside the box that Aizawa tried to hide from him. Who's he fucking? Wait, fuck, gross! Don't think of that, Shinsou!
"Is that everything, miss?" Asked the clerk behind the counter. Korei tugged at Shinsou's hand, turning and asking him if he wanted anything else. Unbeknownst to the pair, when the girl turned it gave the pro-hero the perfect chance to sneak a peek at the stuff on the counter. Aizawa noticed the clerk putting a box into a bag, a box that he had seen previously before. Remembering the box from just down the aisle a little bit ago, the father figure in him wanted to scold the two teenagers. However, he would rather have them be safe than anything else. Damnit, now he was going to have to tell Katsuō!
"Thank you, have a nice night!" Korei cheered happily, accepting the bags from the clerk after paying for the items. "C'mon baby, we can probably watch some TV if you want to when we get back to the dorms."
As they left, Aizawa placed his own items onto the counter and then grabbed a nearby flower to buy for Katsuō. Tonight would be the first time he cooked dinner for her and he does not want to mess that up. Sadly, it would get a little awkward when he tells her about seeing her son buying condoms, but he was hoping for the best possible outcome tonight.
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