Just A Myth | Shota Aizawa

Chapter 38

Third person pov

Of course it had been too good to be true. Of course it had! There just had to be something that went wrong, didn't there? To think it would be something of this degree, however, made Aizawa genuinely question what higher being he'd pissed off. He'd have preferred Mic shatter every window in this house with his annoyance of a quirk to this. At least the damage would've been temporary-- easily repairable, something they could move on from. This, though? Aizawa is full of dread and some roundabout form of paranoid fear, because if he's learned anything teaching this year's Class 1-A, it's that none of them know how to mind their business. Least of all the problem child next door.

Kaminari Denki is now their next door neighbor, and that's about as living-nightmare as it could possibly get. Aizawa had moved here with full intent of this being their forever home. Of course it's only now that he comes to find out a living, breathing hellion lives a mere hop, skip and a jump away? Shit! He can tell Atlantis is amused by the somewhat overdramatic bout of depression filtering between their bond, but can you blame Aizawa? Just think about which student they're talking about here.

"He seems like a nice boy! I'm sure it'll be just fine, Shota." Atlantis chirped, patting his arm comfortingly. Aizawa sent him a pitiful look. If only Atlantis knew the half of it. His husband was perfect in every way, shape, and form, but the ignorance was there and this was the strongest it had ever been. Aizawa had known the moment he made eye contact with Kaminari just how absolutely fucked everything was. Even Hitoshi seemed somewhat aware that this was an issue, and he didn't even know Denki. 

"You don't understand. That brat's a walking headache that torments me every waking hour of class and beyond. Grading his essays is like trying to crack some sort of ancient code written in a language no one speaks anymore." Aizawa mourned the image he'd had of the peaceful life ahead of them. The only thing on the horizon now was endless pestering from his class when Kaminari inevitably spilled what he knew. "The class'll all know we're married by the end of the night."

Aizawa wasn't sure what was worse, living next to Kaminari or knowing he was going to tell the rest of the class every detail of his and Atlantis' personal life that he could sponge up for the rest of his days. He'd never know a moment of peace. He could go take the trash out to the curb right now and half of 1-A would know he'd done it and have a full photo collage of the events. Dealing with those problem children was hard enough without them flaming his Hawaiian shirts, which he already knew they'd be doing. Atlantis likes bright colors, and Aizawa likes Atlantis! What can he say?

"So he's nosy, can't mind his own business, and is a gossip." Hitoshi listed off in a drawl tone, looking exhausted by the mere thought. Aizawa nodded, face set in a scowl. He had nothing against Kaminari. The kid was doing about as well as you'd expect academically and was progressing decently in his heroics studies. That all had nothing to do with this situation. Kaminari having potential didn't mean Shota wanted to live next to him. Hitoshi sighed. "Great. So we just moved the biggest secret in Japan straight into his backyard, then."

Atlantis blanched slightly. When he said it like that, it did sound quite bad. He could feel Shota's dread and apprehension through their bond. It was beginning to make him a bit anxious too. Would they have issues? If it was a student of Shota's, surely they'd never intentionally do anything to bring them harm! But what if it wasn't intentional? What if he overheard or saw something and didn't realize the gravity, and then it increased until it became a crashing, unavoidable Tsunami?!

"We have walls around the pool! I-It'll be fine." Atlantis said, seeming a tad more concerned now. Aizawa reached out and took his husband's hand, giving it a good squeeze. They could figure this out. It wasn't that big a deal, right? "A-Are you sure he'll really be that interested in us? Teenagers are... are busy, right?"