Hero name: Soukoku

7

Chuuya placed a card on the bedside table, a basket full of milk chocolate and capris sun placed beside it. "Kid?" The ginger turned, making eye contact with the unruly teacher. "Hey teach, how are you feeling?" He questioned as he sat down. "Like I got my head shoved into the pavement." Chuuya let out a genuine laugh at that, his teacher blinking in surprise. He hadn't heard his student laugh like that before, hell, he hadn't expected his student to visit him. Yet it seemed like Chuuya's heart truly was made of gold. "I hadn't expected to wake up to a student first, I was expecting my husband." Chuuya hummed leaning back in his chair. "I let Mic sensei go home and take a shower. He smelled." Aizawa smirks at his student's comment, amused by the sudden bluntness.

"Are you always this blunt?" Chuuya shrugged, staring down at the teacher. "What good does lying do? It only makes people more miserable in the end," Aizawa slowly sat up, humming softly in agreement. "You aren't wrong. So what did I become your favorite or is this a pity visit?" Chuuya thought for a moment before answering. "I think Midnights is my favorite, but you're a close second. Also, it's definitely a pity visit," Aizawa lets out a soft chuckle, looking at the student with the only eye not covered by bandages. "Is midnight your favorite because of her looks?" He doesn't think Chuuya's that kind of person but he had to make sure. "Gross, no. She just reminds me of Ane-san," Chuuya says as his nose crinkles in disgust. "I hadn't realized you had a sister," he comments. Chuuya hums as his legs crossed, his arms resting on the bed. "She's like a sister to me, she's not biologically my sister though." Aizawa nodded in understanding, staring at the student with a soft look.

"She must be important to you." Chuuya nods with a fond smile, looking up at Aizawa. "Hell yeah! When I first went to the orphanage she's the one who helped me out since Dazai's a clingy bastard and not really useful in emotional situations." Chuuya says with a smirk, though he looks easily irritated by even mentioning his other half. "He does cling to you a lot," Aizawa comments, for now ignoring his student's language. "It's so annoying! Like this one time, I had to go pick up groceries and he decided to tag along so I had to bring him along. So he joins me in my walk and all of a sudden he's speaking loudly about me being his dog just to get a rise out of me!" Chuuya groans in frustration, despite how he talks about Dazai he still has a fond look on his face.

"Why does he call you a dog?" Aizawa questions, although he can see the similarities between Chuuya and a Labrador like Dazai pointed out, he still doesn't see how that warrants his name-calling. "Well, I lost a bet. We were playing a game and if I lost then I'm his dog. So annoying." Chuuya says with a tsk, his arms crossed as Aizawa chuckles. "So it's all because of a bet?" That was rather amusing if he thought about it. "Tch." Chuuya turns his head away, his cheeks red and his expression ticked off.

"Aizawa I'm back!" Mic announced as he opened the door, slamming it into the wall. Chuuya rolled his eyes and stood, waving at Aizawa. "I'll be taking my leave," he said bowing in respect before leaving. Mic sat down beside Aizawa, taking his uninjured hand into his own. "How was the chat?" He questioned as Aizawa hummed. "It wasn't half bad...I'm still suspicious of many things about Nakahara and Dazai, but I think I saw a side today of Nakahara that I hadn't seen before." Mic nodded, kissing his husband's temple. "You don't know the reality of things until they are exposed, right?" Aizawa nodded, still thinking about the students.

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Chuuya walked into the classroom with Dazai, rolling his eyes at his partner's comment. "Don't get mad at me because Crab is better than Chicken." Chuuya looked at him with his nose crinkled, shaking his head. "The hell it is. Crab tastes like crap," Chuuya sat down with his partner sitting beside him. "Just because the crab can grow larger than you doesn't mean you have to hate on it." His eye twitched in irritation as he turned towards his partner. "The hell did you say, you bastard?" Dazai raised his hands innocently. "Don't shoot the messenger!" Before Chuuya could retort, Mina waved at them. "Hey guys! Did you see us on the news? We're like totally a big deal now!" She says excitedly as she sat down in the seat in front of Chuuya.