Little Misadventures with BNHA (oneshot and short fic collection)

REQUEST: Aizawa - Classification AU - Quiet Baby Pt. 1

Request:

SO I live for little Aizawa, and this made me think about teenage Aizawa presenting. I feel like he's usually quiet, but in high school sometimes he just goes absolutely silent for hours or days. Eventually it turns out he's been regressing, pretty young, and doesn't know how to talk very well in that headspace. Like he can communicate but it's very obviously little and he's embarrassed so he's been hiding it (and we all know that man did not have a happy childhood). Also fluff Hizashi and maybe midnight and oboro playing with him once he opens up.

A/N: YES YES A MILLION TIMES YES!!!! Amazing idea hell yeah!!!

Also, just saying, this is different from my personal classification canon in case anyone gets confused about that

Enjoy!!!

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Everyone knew Aizawa was quiet. 

His friends especially knew. 

Being an introvert surrounded by extrovert friends could be very difficult at times. Which is why they all did their best to respect his space and personal social battery.

It was difficult for them too though, considering their social batteries never seemed to run out. 

So it was pretty typical for their hangouts to consist of lots of chit chat and laughter from Hizashi and Oboro while Aizawa sits quietly and listens. Or sits and reads a book. Or just sits. 

"Oh come on, I saw the card hidden up your sleeve!" Hizashi insisted, Uno cards strewn across the concrete. Oboro played a last second 'draw 4' card and sabotaged Hizashi's chances of winning.

"I have never cheated once in my whole life!" Obobo said, raising his right hand to swear. 

"Bull! Last week you literally ate Shota's queen during that game of chess!" Hizashi went on.

"Well that's Shota's fault for having a chocolate chess set." Oboro explained.

The two of them turned towards their dark-haired friend.

"You saw that card up his sleeve, right?" Hizashi asked.

Shota startled, blinking a few times. He wasn't really paying attention....today his mind was elsewhere. A place filled with soft blankets and warm hugs and gentle music.

A place he seemed to fall into more and more often lately. 

A place he still hasn't put a name to.

Or maybe he just doesn't want to admit it has a name.

After a moment, he just shook his head. 

"See? Told ya." Oboro said.

They turned to each other and argued a bit longer before Aizawa pushed himself up.

"Home." He managed to say. For some reasons words came hard to him in times like this. Words came hard in general, but especially when he felt fuzzy. 

"Oh, 'kay." Hizashi said.

"You doing okay, Sho?" Oboro went ahead and asked. Aizawa nodded a little before shuffling away. 

He just needed a good night's sleep. 

But apparently this wasn't something sleep could fix.

Which is bullshit.

Sleep should fix everything. 

It usually does. 

But this morning, he feels even more fuzzy. 

So he just shoved down that feeling and got ready for school.