If he's anything like me - BakuDeku

A Piece of Work

"All Might, for the love of God, it's almost ten at night," Aizawa groaned, sluggishly shoving his student's essays back into their folders. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing," All Might answered. "You should be at home."

Aizawa scowled at the hero. "Don't tell me what to do. What do you want? And why are these people here?"

"I have two young men with me who need your assistance," All Might said. "And Gran Torino just wanted to get out of the house. You're willing to help, right?"

Gran Torino was picking at his teeth with his nails, and upon hearing his name, he glanced at the people around him to see what was going on. All Might nudged him to wave at Eraserhead, who was unimpressed.

Aizawa sighed, begrudgingly getting to his feet. "You need to make friends with people who aren't underage boys," Aizawa scoffed. "It really gives off the wrong message."

"That's disgusting," Katsuki grumbled.

"Yeah," Izuku added, "and I'm definitely not friends with this old ass bozo. I can't stand him, actually."

Aizawa's eyebrows raised with curiosity. "I'm glad someone finally agrees with me. He's so annoying, isn't he?"

Izuku rolled his eyes. "Fucking unbearable."

All Might furrowed his golden eyebrows. "I'm right here, guys."

Aizawa scoffed. "What, you think I'm blind or something? I know you're right there."

"We're not hiding anything from you," Izuku blurted. "We don't like you. You're an ass clown. There, you feel included now?"

All Might pouted, turning to Gran Torino for consolation and reassurance. "They know I'm the number one hero and symbol of peace, right? I saved millions of lives. I brought this country out of ruins and into the golden age. You don't like I'm an... an ass clown, right?"

Gran Torino just shrugged. "You can be a bit of an ass clown sometimes, Toshinori."

Katsuki scowled, kicking Izuku's shin. "Stop being a fucking hater, you dumb ass nerd. You're making All Might insecure."

"Well, looks like you and your idol have something in common," Izuku smirked.

"I'm not insecure! Fuck you!"

"Yeah," All Might chimed in. "We're not insecure."

Aizawa snickered to himself.

"And anyways, I'm not just being a hater this time," Izuku clarified. "I'm hating because Ass Might over here has the biggest platform in the country, possibly even the world, and decides to be a horrible role model. He influences kids like Katsuki over here to grow up with the worst case of toxic masculinity I've ever seen. Now look at him: Katsuki is a fucking dickwad."

"I'm not a dickwad!"

"Shut up! Yes you are!"

"–And I'm not a fond of the discrimination you've enabled within the hero society, either," Aizawa grumbled, shooting daggers at All Might with his red eyes. "Your offhand comments about LGBTQ people, women, disabled, and quirkless people in the workforce has done much more harm than good."

All Might furrowed his eyebrows. "I meant no harm. I just want those who are weaker to be safe. And if you don't mind me asking, aren't quirkless people part of the disabled community?"

"I want to kill you," Izuku blurted, "but for legal reasons, I'm going to let my teacher handle it."

"Smart choice, kid," Aizawa said. He cracked his knuckles and clocked All Might in the jaw. His muscled body jerked backwards and a little bit of blood spewed from his lizard-thin lips. Gran Torino failed to hold back his laughter, while Katsuki's jaw dropped halfway to hell with a silent gasp.