It was dark out and Aizawa was looking at your old apartment. He was across the street on top of another roof of another house, waiting for the lights to go off in the apartment.
It took about an hour for Aizawa to realize Daiki was probably passed out with the lights on. So he moved onto the side of the street with the apartment, peering into the windows carefully.
He could see through the window in the bedroom and through the hall, into the living room where he could see a foot hanging off the couch. It was safe to assume that Daiki was passed out.
Aizawa carefully opened the bedroom window and slipped in.
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When you woke up the next morning, Haru was still asleep. He was laying directly on top of you of course, a small puddle of drool had formed on your shirt from him but that was okay.
You went to reach towards the nightstand for a bottle of water you had put there the night before. You grabbed the bottle and took a sip, making the slight sore throat you had from dehydration go away.
When you went to put the waterbottle back on the nightstand you noticed something.
Your phone was there.
You looked at it for a moment, trying to figure out how it got there. There was only one probable answer, Aizawa got it for you.
You put your waterbottle down and picked up your phone, using it for the first time since you left the apartment and forgot it there.
The first thing you thought to do was open your photos, it was something that you used to do a lot to take your mind off things.
You started at the most recent, which was filled with pictures of Haru and then random things that you could probably just delete.
The whole phone was basically just pictures of Haru. It seemed like a lot of pictures, and it was, but you were glad you took them all because you could see Haru grow as the time passed.
You smiled as you scrolled through the pictures, quickly skipping over the ones with Hana in them because you didn't want to think about that yet.
You kept going until you reached pictures from the first time you brought Haru to the beach, you got a bit distracted because you were in some of the pictures and you could not believe the size of your boobs.
"How'd I walk around like that?" You quietly asked yourself, but then you also remembered you walked around pregnant for nine months before that, so it was probably more comfortable.
Then there was a quiet knock at the door.
"Come in" You quietly called, still loud enough for Aizawa to hear through the door.
He came in and closed the door behind him, going over to the bed because he saw you were on your phone.
"Thank you" You said as you put your phone down on your chest and scooted up a bit more to sit up without waking Haru.
You reached your arms for Aizawa and he sat beside you on the bed as he hugged you. "You're welcome"
You smiled as the hug broke and you picked your phone back up. "I haven't gone through my pictures in so long"
Aizawa could see the pictures since he was sitting right next to you and you weren't trying to hide them. "Cute"
You turned to Aizawa and smiled, moving your phone over so he could see better. "I know!"
"How old was he there?" Aizawa asked.
"Almost 8" You answered.
"8?!" Aizawa asked, like it was impossible.

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Second Chance | Aizawaxreader
FanfictionShota Aizawa has been visiting this cafe for weeks, trying to gain the courage to ask one of the waitresses out. There's just one problem, there's a ring on her finger. TW: domestic abuse, substance abuse, sa, talk of rape