Just a little too much like me. *Dadzawa and Izuku*

Shota Aizawa

"Why did you become a pro hero that saves suicidal people?" I've been asked several times. I'm not sure of the answer. Maybe it's because I know what they are going through or it's a way to pay back life for helping me see what would happen if I did. I got home from my normal patrol at about six in the morning, my husband, Hizashi Yamada waiting for me with coffee. "Thank you Zashi" I say quietly. I grab the coffee from his hands and sit down next to him. We sit there in silence for a while before a small scream comes out of my husbands mouth. I jump up quickly and look around to see what he screamed at and all I see is my personal favorite cat, Muffin. Hes still relatively new to our house and well.. hes a bit special. His soft orange coat rubs up against my leg. Basically, Muffin's legs are short and stubby, while his body is large. His head is also extremely small. This for some reason freaks Hizashi out the most. I hide the small smirk I had in my scarf and sit back down, watching my husband go hide from the harmless cat that just really wants food.