Erasermic One shots

🥀 MISUNDERSTANDING ❤️‍🔥

AU: Alive Oboro
(HINT OF ERASERCLOUDMIC)
(PART 1 WILL BE THE ANGST AND PART 2 IS THE SMUT)

Hizashi comes back early from his job as a radio host to his apartment as a surprise for his boyfriend with a big smile on his face and this was only the first surprise. Hizashi's smile goes ear to ear as he tightly holds the tiny black box in his pocket, the only reason he came home earlier than usual is because he wanted to propose to the lover of his life, Shota Aizawa, his boyfriend and best friend of over fifthteen years. He happily opened the door expecting Shota to be there waiting for him on the couch but instead he got greeted by clothes on the floor which made him blush until he looked closer at the clothes. It was Oboro's favorite shirt. The one he always wore on special occasions like a birthday party or anniversary. Did he know that Hizashi was planning on marrying Shota? But why would it be on the floor then? Did Oboro ruin the surprise? Thinking about the worst he rushes into the room hoping that Oboro didn't do anything to spoil Hizashi's master plan.

But no…

It was way worse…

Hizashi stood there in horror seeing his best friend, the person he wanted to be the best man for him, on top of his boyfriend, the man he wanted to marry, half naked.

“What… The fuck..?” Hizashi whispered, not being able to scream or yell, worried that he would hurt them but did it matter when they hurt him? “What did I do..? How long has this been going on..?”

“Hizashi, it's not what you think!”

“AIZAWA ANSWER THE QUESTION” The windows rattle and things fall off the drawers. Oboro and Shota cover their ears in pain.

“Hizashi, listen!” Shota's eyes turn bright red, canceling Hizashi's quirk.

“You know what?” Hizashi slowly walks up to Oboro and stares him down while tears run down his face. He grabs his hand and puts the small black box in his palm “Have fun marrying the man of my dreams! He sure was the best thing I could've asked for! Love him well or else he will sleep with your best friend! Oh wait! YOU DON'T HAVE A BEST FRIEND ANYMORE, NOW DO YOU?” Then he storms out of the apartment with the other two right behind him yelling something but he couldn't figure out what they were saying. He didn't want to know. He didn't want to listen. He just started running to Nemuri's house when he feels Shota touch his shoulder to try to stop him.

“Nemuri…” He weakly said while knocking on his other best friend's door. It was the only place he knew to go. Shota and Oboro stopped chasing him when he was halfway to Nemuri's house.

“Hello?” Nemuri slowly opens the door to see a crying blonde haired man outside. She quickly opened the door and let him inside and rushed him to the couch to explain what happened.

Nemuri's blood was boiling. How could they do this to Hizashi? Why would they do that to Hizashi? “Did they explain why? They wouldn’t just go ahead and throw everything they had with you.”

“…I didn't let them explain. '' Hizashi slowly says, thinking that he was being a little dramatic but didn't want to be wrong “I didn't want to hear their excuses. I saw what I saw and that's that.”

“Oh Hizashi, dear, you should’ve let them explain a bit. If what they tell you seems like an excuse then you run to me.” Nemuri hugs Hizashi to comfort him “Oboro wouldn’t do that. He wouldn’t mess up your relationship for his own benefit.” Hizashi replays what she said until it clicked.

“His own benefit..? Do you mean he…Likes Shota?” Hizashi’s eyes widen as he realizes all the times that Oboro was looking at Shota with a certain look in his eyes, a look of passion and pure love for that man, thinking about how he still sometimes sees that look behind sadness. “Shit…” He takes out his phone and looks at all the texts and missed calls he got from Oboro and Shota.

“He actually liked the both of you… But he kinda just gave up when you confessed to Shota. I promised not to tell you guys but I think you deserve to know.” Nemuri gets up from the couch and makes her way to her bedroom “You can spend the night if you want, to make up your mind and stuff, goodnight darling!” She yells out from her room.

Hizashi sits there, stuck with his thoughts as he looks at all the messages from the two. Oboro kept texting that he was a bad friend and that he was sorry while Shota was texting things like “I love you and only you” or “It was just a misunderstanding, please come home” Hizashi’s eyes start overflowing with tears. He wants to text them back but he doesn’t know what to say and even if he does, it doesn’t change the fact that Oboro liked Shota and Hizashi. The blonde just curls up into a ball and cries himself to sleep on the couch.

In the morning Hizashi woke up to the smell of Nemuri making pancakes for him and herself. He slowly sits up and looks at her.

“Good morning!” She said in a singing voice. “Did ya talk to Shota or Oboro yet? They've been calling and texting me nonstop. It's kind of concerning how fast they can type.” Nemuri giggles a bit. Hizashi turns on his phone and quickly texts Shota.

💫Zashi💫: I'm coming home soon

😴Sho😴: I’ll be waiting for you❤️

Hizashi softly smiles at the heart emoji that Shota used “I just texted Shota. But anyways, are you making me some pancakes? Yes? Thank you!” Nemuri rolls her eyes at Hizashi and puts some pancakes on his plate and her own plate. While eating they talk about Hizashi’s plan on how to talk to the two of them without being the stubborn blond brat that he is.

A/N: Part 2 will come out soon!