Brothers, No Matter the Universe(A JJKxMHA Crossover)

Loud Blonde

The mha fandom bout to come for me with this one-

I don't ship Bakugo and Midoriya...

*screaming as I get brutally ripped apart limb from limb by mha stans*

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The loud man sprints over to me, enveloping me in a tight hug of affection. "Get off of me, will you!" I attempt pushing him off, but to no avail. "Let go of him, Hizashi." Another voice sounds out. This time Present Mic finally lets go of me. "Welcome home, Choso. As you can tell, we have an unexpected visitor today." Aizawa, my legal guardian says in a sly voice, clearly indicating Yamada's strange appearance is not appreciated.

"Oh come on, Shota! Don't be like that! I know you love me!" The blonde coos teasingly at Aizawa. "Would you quit that!" Aizawa scolds him, clearly annoyed and way too tired for Yamada's bullshit. 

Seeing as they were distracted, I quickly sneak off to my room. Upon entrance, I'm greeted by a white cat scurrying out of room. I sigh, what was he even doing in there? Remembering how filthy I am, I quickly change for a brief shower. I put on a bath robe before making my way to the bathroom across the hall. Turning the shower on, I scroll threw my messages on my phone as I wait for the water to heat up. I click on the first person I see, it was Nejire. I've always disliked her secretly due to how annoying she was. Not to mention, her name was uncannily similar to Njeri's name. 

I read her messages boringly. Turns out she's just asking about how I am, the work studies, and other boring stuff. Sighing tiredly, I set my phone down on the bathroom counter. I stick a hand in the shower, testing the water temperature. It was lukewarm, not too hot, not too cold. Just the way I liked it. I swiftly took off my robe, neatly hanging it on a nearby hook. I stepped in the shower, letting out a long sigh as the warm water ran down my body. 

~~~~~~~~small time skip~~~~~~~~~~~

After the shower, I change out of my robes, putting on a new, fresh pair of loungewear. I just use a hoodie and sweatpants, it's more practical in case I have to rush out the house. I collapsed tiredly on to my bed. Picking up my phone again, I make sure no one else has texted me again. I wouldn't be surprised if my friends kind of think I'm an asshole. Afterall, I always leave them on read. Usually it's because I simply don't feel like socializing. Which is almost always. 

I hear the front door open and shut. That must be Yamada finally leaving. I've gotten accustomed to using Present Mic's real name outside of work since he comes by so frequently... Unfortunately. A voice calls out, more specifically, Aizawa's voice.

"Choso! Come down!" The order was simple and rhetorical. Seems like I have no choice... I sluggishly make my way off my bed and downstairs. Once I reach the end of the stairs, I make my way over to the kitchen, where Aizawa sits waiting for me. I look over to him expectantly. 

"What do you want for dinner?" He asks. "Uhhhh, I don't know. You know I'm not very picky," As soon as I made the comment, Aizawa sighs loudly. "I'm way too tired to make anything right now. The hero agency gave me a ton of BS today." He then proceeds to stand up and take out his phone, "I'm gonna order, do you care?" I shrug, letting him know whatever is fine. "Alright, I'll just order whatever's available then."  I see him start to type and scroll on his phone.

I gradually turned towards the stairs again, about to go back up to my room where I spend most of my time rotting. "Wait, Choso-" I suddenly stop as I hear Aizawa's voice ring out. "I heard about your mission today with Fatgum and your friends. Just wanted to say good job." He congratulated in a nonchalant voice. "Yeah, whatever," I mumbled in response before finally being able to make my way upstairs to my safe space.

I lied down onto my bed, soaking in the softness of the sheets on my tired, worn body. A thought then conjured in my mind. That boy, earlier today... He looked so similar to- him. Yuuji... I thought to myself. I truly did miss my dear brother; I can only imagine if he is still in the home world- if he's even still alive.

No. I shook that thought away from my head. Yuuji is strong, he'll survive.

~~~~~Another time skip ;)~~~~~

Aizawa and I ate dinner peacefully, occasionally talking about each other's day, plans, or misfortunes. The dinner was casual, after I went back up to my cave to sulk once more. How did I even get here in life? I pondered to myself. This wasn't the first time I had thought about it of course, but why did Njeri do this to me out of all people? It just doesn't make sense.

I groan, getting up from my bed once more to get ready to go to sleep. What a day it's been.

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Let's ignore the fact it took me 6 months for this chapter to come out-

I have depression and no motivation ok?!? >:/

Word count: 850 something

It's almost Halloween y'all, I want to be Maki but then I realized I have no friends irl to go trick or treating with :')

Chronically online :D