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christmas | aizawa & yamada

aizawa shouta x reader; yamada hizashi x reader

warnings: angst (1), fluff (1), alcohol consumption

a/n: I'm horrible, I didn't read the word s/o.....so...haha...um...... I was in an angsty mood while writing one of these......... enjoy? this is a request, not a drabble!!! more drabbles will be up later tonight :)

Aizawa shouta

You took a deep breath.

Today is the day. You thought.

Today is the day. You repeated.

Today is the–

"What are you doing outside? You're going to get cold!" A voice interrupted your thoughts, and you shrieked. You whipped your face around and looked at a figure walking your way. You sighed.

It was only Nemuri. "You, uh, you scared me..." You whisper. Your cheeks feeling enflamed as you stood outside the doors to the house you were by. "I was–"

"Thinking of ways to profess your love to little baby, Eraser?" Nemuri teases despite the own blush on her face, she was a sucker for your one-sided romance after all. "You know, for someone as observant as he is, it's a tragedy he hasn't noticed you're in love with him!"

"'Muri-chan!" You shriek as you whip around as if expecting Aizawa to be lurking around for some reason. Given that you knew your crush since high school, you were sure he was busy keeping a drunk Hizashi out of trouble.

"But it is Christmas, who knows! Maybe Ecto left a mistletoe up!" Nemuri teased you as she grabbed your arm, and took you to the door.

You groan as she knocks on the door. The teachers of U.A. were throwing a Christmas party tonight. You had also decided ages ago you would tell Shouta you liked him before the end of the year was up. After stalling for twelve months, you had decided today was the day. Christmas was a couples event, after all.

But you were nauseous as the door flew open, "MIDNIGHTTTT, Y/H/NNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!"

Oh boy, Hizashi was already drunk.

You sat in the corner of the room, a drink in your hand as you chatted with Nemuri about the man she had dommed the other day. Oh, how you wished you could be like your best friend and sweat confidence. You were in your late twenties and still had issues not stuttering around people!

How you were a teacher was beyond you.

Your eyes kept searching around for Aizawa, you knew that he was here. You had said hello to him earlier. With the activity of both your best friends wrecking chaos in opposite ends of the house. You split ways prematurely.

He did say you looked nice, and it left you blushing and stuttering for a solid ten minutes though. You just wanted the night to end so that you could scream it to him on the way out and then disappear for a while. Thank the universe he was still with first years and no longer with third years anymore. If he rejected you, you could at the very least avoid him.

But the night was only getting later, and gifts for Secret Santa had been distributed. Most of your colleagues were, in fact, leaving now. But you knew you had to stay.

"I'll distract Hizashi, you go get you... your man!" Nemuri slurred drunkenly, the skimpy red dress she wore was not at all in a decent place, but she wasn't embarrassed. Nor did she want anyone fixing it for her. So most people avoided their stare from her body.

You didn't even have time to reject her statement as she dragged you across the room. Aizawa and Hizashi were standing where she took you. "MIC COME WITH ME!" Nemuri laughed as she took Hizashi by the hand who had been in the middle of ignoring what Aizawa had to say anyways.