another MHA angst story

aizawa and Mic get a ring door bell notification

(HAPPY PRIDE MONTH BESTIESSSS)

He stood in front of the door for another awkward minute. Then ended up back at his foster home.

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Aizawa and Mic were on a date night. They were at a club, Mic had one too many drinks and was being overly flirty with him.

Shouta thought it was hilarious.

They went to dance, Mic held his hands and they jumped to the music. Aizawa was so off beat, and somehow, even when tipsy, Mic was musically oriented. But mic didn't mind, he jumped with Shouta anyways, they did spins and kicks and little shoulder bumps.

Eventually Aizawa pushed Mic up against the wall and kissed him. Mic was a flustered mess.

They were full on making out. Mic had unbuttoned the first few buttons of his dress shirt and undone his tie, just to combat the heat of the club.

Aizawa picked up on someone calling them fags. Mic picked up on his slight mood change, "should we stop?" He asked, their faces were still really close together.

"People are calling us fags." Aizawa said.

"So what? We are." Mic said, "but if you wanna leave, we should. It's pretty late."

Aizawa giggled and pulled Mic into another kiss. Then some guy pulled him away. Shouta quickly knocked him off with his elbow and ran back over to Mic.

He could tell the man was drunk, very very drunk.

"FAGGOTS." he yelled, it carried over the music, several people turned to look.

"Let's leave I don't have the energy to deal with this right now." Aizawa said, feeling his phone buzz in his pocket. He ignored it.

Mic and Aizawa tried to walk out, but the man came storming at him. Mic jumped in front of Aizawa blindly and took the man's punch.

Aizawa grabbed Mic from behind and dragged him out of the club. When Mic turned around, Aizawa was on his phone, examining something he couldn't make out.

"Is that Izuku?" He asked.

"Yeah. We need to get home." Aizawa said seriously. Mic seemed to sober up right in that moment.

Aizawa texted Izuku on the way back.

"Kid, why were you on our front porch?? What's going on?" Aizawa texted, he didn't expect such a fast response.

"I just wanted to talk to you. I know it's really late. I'm sorry"

"I'm sorry we weren't at home," he responded, not providing explanation for where they were, "are you still there or did you go back?"

"I went back"

"Are you safe?"

"I don't know."

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Izuku was typing for several minutes. He didn't know what to do, or say. He felt so lost.