Aizawa x reader

..:: Tired ::..

Aizawa Shouta (Eraserhead) X Reader

It wasn't uncommon to see Aizawa asleep somewhere in the school, whether it be his own classroom or the teachers lounge at his own desk, in a random chair, or just on the floor. But, catching him asleep for what was most certainly the ninth time today, after school was well past being concluded too, was a little too much. Yes, he slept a lot, but not quite as much as this. They were more or less terrible attempts at sleeping too, as he was never completely asleep or tossing and turning far too much for him to have gotten any sort of rest at all. Nevertheless, it was time to go home, and now it was time for your personally decided duty to wake him up from his ninth attempt at sleep and get him the hell out of the staff room.

Finding him asleep in his chair at his desk, you pondered how you would go about waking him up without him hanging you by your ankles with his scarf. There wasn't a very good chance that any of your options would let you off safe, so you'd just have to go about it the normal way and pray. Observing him a bit more as you approached him, you couldn't help but admire how adorable he looked curled up on his chair, twitching with annoyance every once in a while, as deep sleep refused to come to him. You stifled a giggle, and bent over him with gentle breaths as you prepared to wake him.

"Aizawa, wake up~!" You hummed, poking his shoulder gently with your index finger. He twitched, opened one eye to look at you, then groaned before burying his head deeper into his lengthy scarf. Turns out you were safe from scarf hanging this time. "It's past school hours. You need to go home."

"I don't feel like getting up." Aizawa grumbled in response, keeping his eyes closed.

You sighed, a little surprised at his childish nature that he was displaying right now. "Aizawa, it's almost five in the evening. Every other teacher has finished their work and gone home. Including me, minus the home part."

"Then why aren't you home?" He questioned smartly, fully intending to be an ass.

"Because I knew you'd be napping in a dumb spot again. Now get up so you can go home and sleep somewhere that's actually comfortable." You argued, crossing your arms. "That or stay here and add back problems to the list of many injuries you already have."

Aizawa cracked an eye open again and looked at you, the rest of his expression unreadable behind the heaping layers of scarf he had around his neck and face. "... Carry me then." He finally stated.

You stared back at him for a moment in shock before rolling your eyes with a groan. "You're fucking kidding me." You sighed. "Why do I always give in to your demands..."

Aizawa chuckled just a little, the sound barely audible through his scarf. You didn't hear it, but you guessed that he was having some sort of mental celebration in his mind. There was no way you were going to let him stay here anyway, so it may have come down to this option no matter what happened. Without further thought, you went over and lifted him up from the chair, using your quirk to assist in carrying him out of the building and en route to his home.

Luckily, you had been to his house before, so you knew which general direction to go in to get him home. You made a couple wrong turns though, as your idea of where his home was came through a bit fuzzy since you've been there on the odd occasion or two to get him out of bed for staff meetings. Aizawa quietly mumbled directions to you every once in a while to keep you on track, too groggy to walk himself but not quite asleep enough to not care about getting lost.

Eventually, reached his home and brought him inside, his door unlocked as always. You carried him upstairs to his room through the mess he called his hallway, leaving the lights off as you entered his room and placed him on his bed where an open sleeping bag sat, which he rolled into immediately and zipped it up three quarters of the way.