Chapter 6: Morning

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TW: talk of sex, implied sex

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Yagi rubbed his face and rolled over to turn off his alarm, only to see Aizawa sleeping next to him. Aizawa was curled up in a ball, facing Toshi. Aizawa was sleeping heavily, unmoving, unphased by the alarm going off. Toshinori took this trivial amount of time to admire Aizawa. This was a mistake. 

Ten seconds later, Shouta's eyes flickered open, "What the fuck is that," Aizawa began waking up, and stretched. 

"Oh, sorry thats my alarm, here I'll shut it off," Toshi began climbing over Aizawa.

"What the hell, no stop I got it," Aizawa shoved Toshinori off of him and slammed his fist into the alarm clock. It wasn't that he didn't appreciate Toshi on top of him or anything, its just that he didn't appreciate it right after he was woken up by an alarm clock. 

After it was shut off, Toshi and Shouta flopped back down on the bed. 

"Wait a second, it's Saturday, why did your alarm go off," Aizawa asked groggily.

"What? Oh, I don't really sleep in, if I do I'm just tired for the rest of the day, it's a lot easier this way,"

"Kinda weird, but whatever. Anyway, I'm gonna go make eggo waffles or some shit," Aizawa started getting up.

"Wait, Aizawa," Toshi grabbed Shouta's arm. 

"You want to talk about what happened last night, don't you?"

Flashback

Toshinori inched closer to Aizawa, and leaned on his side. Aizawa momentarily glanced away from the movie, and looked at Toshi, who was stiff as a board. Why was he so nervous? They were just watching The Avengers. Nothing was happening, even in the movie. He was nervous too, but not this nervous. Shouta needed to get him to loosen up a little.

Aizawa placed his hand on Toshi's thigh, and then ran it down to his knee, then back up. He did this a few times, going higher up each time. The higher Aizawa went, the more Toshi blushed, and the heavier he breathed. But not too dramatically, he didn't want Aizawa to notice. (Aizawa noticed). Out of sheer curiosity (and to mess with Toshi a little), when running his hand up Toshi's thigh, he lifted his hand and placed it right on Yagi's crotch. Not grabbing anything, just placing it. Holy shit, this guy must not have had any partners in years, he was rock hard and all Aizawa was doing was rubbing Yagi's thigh. Part of him just wanted to do, a little, just because Toshi hadn't done ANYTHING in (what was obviously) a while. But, if he's uncomfortable with that, Shouta will respect his wishes. 

 Yagi gasped and turned tomato red. 

"SHOUTA THAT IS NOT 'SLOW' THAT IS VERY FAST,"

Aizawa took his hand back. "Don't worry, Yagi. I just wanted to mess with you a little," he smiled. 

"You, you got me there, Shouta," Yagi rubbed the back of his neck. He was doing everything in his power to make his fucking boner go away, or at least so Aizawa couldn't notice, but he went and put his hand DIRECTLY ON IT. Did Aizawa know and did that to embarrass Yagi? No, he wouldn't do that. 

"I mean, if you wanted me to, I could,"

"Could, what?"

"Just something small, you know, start slow," If Yagi was apprehensive about this at all, Shouta would stop, but from what he felt, it seemed like he could be interested. And to be frank, Aizawa was DEFINITELY interested. 

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