About an hour later they emerged from the crowd, continuing their journey down the street, pushing through the still dense crowds of people, Eri skipping along beside her heros happily with one hand holding a somewhat melty vanilla ice cream cone, some of the pale drips smeared on the corner of her toothy smile, the other twined in Hizashi's, who walked with a dopey grin on his face, an arm slung around Aizawa's shoulders, who was carrying the small paper bag containing the child's newly paid for clothing, his bloodshot black eyes stinging in the suddenly harsh burn of the early evening sun, bowing his head and keeping his pupils focused on the fabric of his scarf, his bangs shielding him from the burn as they walked. Squinting slightly, he slid his fingers into his pants pocket and pulled out the small blue bottle of eyedrops giving it a gentle squeeze as he walked, an an involuntary sigh escaping as the temporary relief flooded his vision, Hizashi chuckling as he reached over and wiped a small bit of excess saline from the corners, smirking.
"Am I the only one who thinks it's sexy when you do that?"
Aizawa raised an eyebrow, a bored look on his face as he reached up and wiped his other eye, sliding the bottle back into his pocket.
"So, your saying it's attractive when I have dry eye? Your so weird."
"Well, I find you attractive no matter what state your in, so I guess, yeah! Also, I wasn't exactly referring to the dry eye, I was referring to the eyedrops."
"Once again, your so weird."
"Yeah, but you love me anyway~" Hizashi cooed, smirking as they approached the car, Aizawa sighing in exasperation and shaking his head as he reached to open the trunk, setting the paper bag inside before closing the lid to watch Hizashi snort, chuckling as he watched Eri lick the drips off her ice cream, frustrated when some of it got on her hand and made her sticky.
"Oh..... M-Mic-San do you have a napkin?" She stuttered, slightly embarrassed at the mess she made, holding her melting ice cream away from her clothes as Hizashi chuckled, nodding his head while he leaned over to the center console and grabbed out a napkin, helping Eri wipe the vanilla off her hands and face, wrapping another around the base of the cone to catch anymore of the melty fluid and handing it back with a grin.
"There ya go, kiddo! All clean!"
"Thank you Mic-San..."
"No problem!" The blond exclaimed with a smile, Aizawa chuckling as Hizashi lifted Eri into the car, buckling her up and sliding into the drivers side while he followed suit, falling asleep as they drove down the street and towards the apartment complex, the blond fiddling with the radio dial until he found a station he found suitable, singing at the top of his lungs and laughing as Eri giggled happily from the backseat.
They pulled into the complex parking lot, Hizashi pulling into a space and shaking his sleeping lover awake, carrying Eri and her newly purchased clothing up to the apartment, the girl running off to try on her new outfits while Hizashi and Aizawa started on dinner, deciding to make tamagoyaki and noodles, Eri returning a few moments later to show off her "dusty blue" pajamas, a button up periwinkle shirt that was scattered with light grey stars and bottoms sporting the same pattern, a pair of slippers on her feet.
They three ate, Aizawa and Hizashi arguing playfully over who's turn it was to do the dishes, Aizawa insisting it was the blond's turn while he denied it, Eri giggling as she watched them, offering to help Aizawa clean up. Once the kitchen was done, the three gathered into the living room to watch cartoons before sending Eri to bed at seven, Aizawa washing off while Hizashi read the girl a bedtime story, the two of them spending some quality time on the sofa when they were both showered, Hizashi cuddling up to his raven haired lover with a smirk, peppering kisses all over him until Aizawa finally pushed him off, the blond laughing before the two of them finally settled into bed, setting their alarm for tomorrow morning, Hizashi setting his glasses on the bedside table as he curled up close to Aizawa and closed his eyes, falling asleep with a dopey and content grin on his face.
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~No More Time~ (EraserMic)
FanfictionSequel to ~Trade Mistakes~ Time seems to pass slower and slower in the Aizawa-Yamada household as the still recovering Hizashi finds himself placed under what feels like house arrest by his slightly overprotective fiancé, Shota, despite his desire t...
