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After finishing your shower after your morning run, you dried your hair and stared at the alarm on the wooden desk; groaning at your early raised on a Saturday morning.
Turning to your bed, you began to straighten out the pillows momentarily; before being interrupted by your ringtone.
Heading to said desk, you noticed your aunts name and answered it holding the phone up to your ear.
"Hey y/nnnn how's my baby?"
"Fine, how've you been?"
"Good good, you know the hospitals have been tough lately, all these heroes coming in. Are you still sure you want that career path dear?"
"I've been sure for the last 3 years auntie, I'm sure I'll manage."
"Okay okay, just confirming...but also I have a favour"
Pausing slightly, you hoped it wouldn't be too absurd.
"So I need to pick up takeru after his basketball club at around 11, but I'm busy with two surgery's today and I may not be able to make it home by 8, is it possible for you to look after him at the dorms after you pick him up?"
Hearing your aunts request, you simply sighed.
Sure it would be a hassle to get the permissions for looking after your 8 year old cousin, but you were sure it would be fine. Plus, takeru was a funny kid so he would be easily entertained by anything or anyone.
"Yeah that's fine, see ya"
"Thank you, thank you so much! I'll repay you the next time I'm free! Love you and I need to go"
"Love you too"
Ending the call, you began to stand up to exit your dorm, and had messaged aizawa about the situation in process.
He reluctantly agreed and ensured that everything would be your responsibility if something happened.
'No shit he's my cousin' was all you could respond to that.
Turning the handle and locking your door, you had begun to make your way to your boyfriend's room and knocked carefully, waiting for the door to open.
After knocking a second time, you decided to walk in carefully and saw him propped at his desk, shirtless, with headphones encasing his ears.
You could hear the feint noises of childish gambino blaring in the room, knowing that his volume was probably turned up to max.
He's always been a little deaf from his quirk.
Sneaking up to him, you noticed his macbook showcasing some English text as well as a notebook placed infront of him.
Sneaking up to him, you felt him flinch suddenly as you placed your hands on his shoulder.
