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Spending the night at Aizawa's place on weekends was something you took great pleasure in. Considering you had so much crap that you couldn't quite move in to his cozy little apartment just yet, you relished in the moments you got to spend with him, even if it only was just weekends. You shared the same bed, which was a delight you used to only dream of until now. Usually, you got up earlier than him to make breakfast, but when you leave he cocoons himself in the quilt and sheets, almost trapped in a wrap of blankets by the time you return with news of breakfast. This Saturday morning was no exception to that routine of course, the usual wrap of blankets being around him when you came back to his room.
It was already ten thirty and he still hadn't gotten up. It truly was a miracle that he ever made it to school on time at all considering how strongly he refused to get up now. Even the blanket cocoon seemed worse that usual. Every inch of sheet and quilt somehow around his body, and only his body.
"Aizawa, it's time to get up! Breakfast has been ready for five minutes, so come and get it before it gets cold." You announced, this actually being your third time in trying to rouse him.
The only response you got was a dull groan of defiance, followed by a slight shift in his position in rebellion. There was clearly no intent of him getting up any time soon.
"Christ. A month ago you couldn't even sleep, and now you can't even get the hell up!" You sighed. "Come on Aizawa."
"That's not my fault." He mumbled through the sheets. "It's yours."
"Oh really?" You challenged with a raised brow, marching over to his side of the bed with crossed arms. He gave you a little smirk, the corners of his mouth peeking out from the edges of the sheets, clearly pleased with your reaction. "The food is gonna get cold, and I am not going to feed you if that happens."
"That's fine." He said casually, pulling the sheets up closer around his neck.
You sighed at this response, rolling your eyes as you grabbed the sheets and attempted to yank them off of him. He fought you for the sheets a little, but you managed to pull them down far enough to his hips, jumping on top of him and straddling him. You pinned his arms down to the bed beside him, giving him the mildly irritated expression he always wore while he took on a little smirk and raised a brow at you.
"Pinning me down won't help me get up, you know." He said smartly.
You tightened your grip on his wrists and leaned in further, narrowing your eyes. "Why is all this my fault?" You questioned, diverting the conversation back towards the original topic.
Aizawa was undoubtedly amused by your mild irritation, holding back a chuckle as he prepared to answer you. "Well, I think everything is your fault because I could never sleep because of you and you've made me absolutely sick with love. Now I can't bring myself to leave my bed because I know you're here for me, and I can finally find peace." He answered honestly, sounding like a huge sap as he spoke. "All your fault~"
Your heart thumped hard and your cheeks lit up with red after hearing his reasoning, expression softening. "You aren't allowed to sucker me like this so early." You sighed, loving his answer but hating how easily he could make you melt. "Go eat, you sap."
Just as you were about to get off of him and try to haul him up again, he slipped his wrists out of your grip and grabbed the edge of the sheets again, throwing them up and yanking them back down abruptly to pin you down on top of him. Th abruptness shocked you a little, now trapped in a warm prison on top of Aizawa, chests touching.
"No." He said in response to you getting up, sliding his hands up around your waist. "I want to sleep with you more." He purred, tone so low that you couldn't help giving in to him.
Before you could even answer, Aizawa kissed you lovingly, preventing you from objecting as he massaged your lower back gently. You completely melted in his grasp, deciding to give in and kiss him back with a surprising amount of need. Hands pressing to his chest and sliding up to his soft locks of hair, you became a puddle in his arms as you pulled gently at his lower lip, snuggling into his warmth as he chuckled deeply. This was a war he most definitely won, and you were perfectly fine with that. The losing conditions were great, considering you got to melt into the loving arms of the only man you'd ever give your heart to.
Eventually you broke the kiss with him, the task being difficult simply because you never wanted to leave his embrace. Hovering over him now as you sat up slightly, he gave you a cheeky grin to which you responded with a loving sigh. He was such an ass sometimes.
"Okay, you've had your fill of extra time here in bed. Get up and eat you little shit."
"And what'll you do if I don't?" He challenged, looking up at you with mild defiance.
Frowning for a brief moment, you thought before you cracked a mischievous smile on how to answer his snarky remark. "I'll do this." You replied, sliding your hands down his torso and beginning to gently poke at his sides.
Not expecting this, Aizawa began to squirm and chuckle under your fingers, every touch sparking his nerves in that ticklish way that drove him absolutely insane. You poked and prodded him up and down his torso, his awful attempts at hiding his laughter coming out as spurts of giggles as he twisted beneath you. For such a tough guy, he sure was sensitive, and you took joy in every moment that passed with his laughter being caused by you.
It didn't take much longer for him to start laughing out loud once you dug your fingers into his hips, rolling your thumbs in the curves of his body where the nerves were most sensitive. He jerked his hips up with a loud spurt of laughter, only ending up knocking the both of you off the bed and onto the floor in a tangle of sheets. You landed on your back, Aizawa on top of you with narrowed eyes and a smirk, panting heavily as he eyed you.
"I got you out of bed~" you hummed, staring up at him bravely.
"You sneaky little shit." He growled, pinning you down and kissing you roughly, earning a gentle moan from you. "I can't even be mad at you. This is all your fault." He said with a growing smirk.
"Damn right it is, and you love every minute of it." You chuckled, placing a gentle kiss on the tip of his nose.
"I do." He sighed, resting on top of you. "I so do."
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Almost asleep on top of you, you gently ruffled Aizawa's hair to keep him awake. "So, are you gonna go eat now, hmmm?"
Aizawa groaned and pushed himself up, stretching a bit. "Fiiiine."
"The food is gonna be cold now. I'll have to reheat it." You sighed, sitting up in the mess of blankets with him.
"And who's fault is that?" Aizawa pressed with a smirk.
"YOURS." You emphasized, poking him in the chest.
He chuckled, leaning in and kissing you. "Sorry~" He hummed, helping you up to go and finally have that breakfast that you nagged him so much to have.
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