Unspoken Bonds | S. Aizawa x Reader

xxii. Students Perspectives

When Aizawa's alarm went off, he turned it off swiftly and returned his arm around the woman's frame.

"Mmm Shouta, we need to train the kids."

"I'm not letting go." He rasped, burying his face into the crook of her neck.

"I know I said not to let go, but we have jobs to do, kids to train."

"The job and kids can wait five more minutes."

"Yeah, you're right."

And that's how the two ended up cuddling for thirty extra minutes. Once they finally got up and put their hero costumes on, it was time to wake up the 1-A students and explain the rigorous training each of them would be going through.

Class 1-A was training bright and early, hours before Class 1-B had even woke up.

Different students were going through different practices, from Fumikage Tokoyami being in a dark cave, learning how to control Dark Shadow, to Shoto Todoroki being placed in a tub of water that was putting his body through horrid temperature regulations as he used both of his Quirks.

From a distance, the students could see the terror Bakugou was going through, but they were too focused on their own suffering to care.

"C'mon Bakugou, you can do better than this!" Lightbringer yelled, using her Sun the same way she had awhile ago: to make Bakugou sweat more, and in turn, make his explosions more powerful.

"Damnit Lightbringer, this shit hurts!" The boy was beyond frustrated, his arms were in a ridiculous amount of pain from putting forth much more than he was used to.

That was the point, after all, to push the students far past their limits.

Aizawa spent his time walking around, occasionally critiquing the students on what they were doing, or complimenting them on how they were holding up. Even he had to admit that what they were going through was rigorous, but the world wasn't getting any prettier and they needed to be prepared.

Hours went by of the students training, stopping for only short amounts of time for water breaks and to use the restroom. By the end of the day, each and every student was ready and willing to collapse on the ground and sleep. However, they all managed to make dinner, and scarfed it down quicker than any of them ever thought they would.

"They all did great today!" Shiretoko beamed, she and [L/n] high-fiving in agreement.

"I must admit, Eraserhead, you have a pretty fine class." Mandalay complimented.

"And so do you, Vlad Kind." Tiger added on.

The two homeroom teachers looked at each other and let out the smallest of amused chuckles.

"Yeah, you're right."

Vlad sat up from the table himself and all the supposed teachers were at, going to join his students and speak to them each individually about their performances that day.

The Wild Wild Pussycats decided to call it a night, all heading off in their own directions, doing their own things, leaving [L/n] and Aizawa on their own.

"Hey, [L/n]."

"Yes?"

"Want me to put some lotion on you later?"

"Oh I thought you'd never ask." She sighed with relief. Using her Quirk for that long of a time period made her skin burn and dry, and the teacher had already noticed just how hot she seemed to be. All he had to do was walk past her and he could feel the mass amount of heat that seemed to be radiating off of her.