"Shota, have you seen my jacket...?" Hizashi called as he stepped through the bedroom doorway, stopping with a smile when he saw Aizawa standing there, dressed in the same soft blue-grey dress shirt he had worn on their first date and black slacks, fiddling with the blue tie he had laced under his collar. His long, feathery black hair had been brushed back and tied into a loose ponytail at the base of his skull, the scar that sliced through the pale skin under his left eye completely exposed.
"Oh, Yeah, it's in the bottom drawer." The man deadpanned, turning when he heard Hizashi enter, his black eyes seeming completely awake for once, nodding towards their shared dresser. "Over there, see?"
"You look so handsome, Shota..." The blond cooed happily, catching Aizawa off guard as he padded over, and cradled his face with a smile before leaning in and smoothing a loving kiss over his mouth, pulling away a second later with a goofy smile as he nuzzled his lover's scruffy cheek affectionately. "I don't think I can wait until tonight. I already cant keep my hands off you...~"
Aizawa blushed, chuckling quietly as he gently shoved the blond away, giving him a nonchalant look.
"Well, your gonna have to wait. Hitoshi is going to be here in a few minutes."
"But I don't want to wait that long!~" Hizashi groaned in disappointment, his hands traveling down Aizawa's back slowly, stopping only inches above the crease hiding his belt as the blond hid his face in the crook of his neck, feeling a shiver run up Aizawa in result to the suddenly needy sound close to his ear.
"Knock it, Zashi.....there are children here."
"Just a few minutes? Please...? I REAAAALLLLY want you now."
"Not now, Yamada. I'm serious."
Hizashi sighed as he let himself be pushed away, a mock hurt expression on his face as he stuck his tongue out at his raven haired lover.
"So mean, Shota. So, so mean."
"Thanks, I try my best." The raven snorted, chuckling as he turned around and scooped Hizashi's jacket up out of the drawer, handing it to him with a bored look. "Cmon, get dressed. We'll lose our table if we're late."
"Alright...." The blond sighed as he took it and pulled it on over his soft reddish brown dress shirt, combing through his hair hastily with his fingers, before turning to face Aizawa with a hopeful look.
"Now......?"
"No."
"Damnit."
Aizawa chuckled, brushing past him and out the door with a smile.
"Finish getting dressed, alright?"
"Uhg, fine....."
Aizawa chuckled as he walked out into the hallway, fixing his tie as he went, turning I to the living room and bumping into Eri.
"O-oh! Sorry, Eraser-Sa---Oooh! You look so nice, Eraser-San!" The small child chirped in surprise, unused to seeing this side of the midnight hero. Aizawa shuffled, smiling as he leaned down and ruffled her long, pale white tinged blue hair, chuckling.
"Thanks, Eri. That's sweet of you to say." He replied softly with a smile, picking her up and carrying her down the hall, towards the guest room. "Let's go get you in your Pajamas, okay?"
Eri nodded, playing with his tie witha curious expression.
"Why are you all dressed up, Eraser-San? Is this your Pajamas? It doesn't seem very comfy...."
Aizawa snorted, setting her down on the floor as he approached the closet, searching through the clothes they had bought her.
"No, their not pajamas Eri. I'm going out with Hizashi tonight." He stated quietly, pulling out her "dusty blue" night clothes. "Here, these are your favorite, right?"
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~No More Time~ (EraserMic)
Fiksi PenggemarSequel 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...