Bot Bestfriend ( EraserMic Fic )

Chapter 1

It was suspicious.

Definitely suspicious.

It has been two weeks, two weeks since Hizashi had started to act unusually affectionate. Of course they've been best friends for 15 years which is arguably, half of Aizawa's time he's lived on earth, it's normal that Hizashi's touchy and affectionate, he's just that type of guy and they're both pretty comfortable with each other as well. Still. It was border lining over bearing.

He's been too affectionate, so much so that Aizawa has to kick him out of his apartment and make sure every window and every door is locked or other wise, he'll end up waking up with a very cuddly Hizashi, somehow, always wearing a matching pajama right next to him, looking at him innocently like he just hadn't broke into his apartment. It was all well and fine until a week ago when Hizashi somehow managed to perfect the art of lock picking for the sole reason that he wants to sleep in Aizawa's bed.

Not that Aizawa can complain that much. His bed is too large anyways and Hizashi cooks him breakfast- free food for the expense of his bed and privacy, a fair trade.

Still, that's not where it ends, after eating Hizashi's breakfast, the man quickly offers to get breakfast with Aizawa as if they just hadn't had a full meal of breakfast, next they go to UA, Hizashi sitting next to him to the train, it doesn't help that it gets real cramped up in the train real fast so it's not like he can blame Hizashi for practically squeezing him on his seat. In UA or while patrolling, Hizashi gets him a bento lunch, bento, that he claims is so much better than the pre-made ones because he made it himself and it's over flowing with love or something.

After that entire ordeal, Hizashi offers to go to the arcade or get coffee, and Aizawa doesn't refuse because well- it's a bit fun to go play in the arcade and compete with Hizashi in DDR or try to get that cat plushie in the claw machine, and he has to admit that it's calming just hearing Hizashi's voice chattering endlessly over coffee.

Needless to say, Aizawa can't get mad. "It's because you love me, Shouta!," Hizashi claims, but he is wrong. Whatever it is, Aizawa doesn't know but it's definitely not love or any of that sappy bullshit. It's probably because Aizawa's too used to his antics since well, the whole best friends for 15 years thing.

Thing is, even if Hizashi's affectionate, it's never like this. And he wants to get some answers soon. His coworkers had offered to tell him but he doesn't want that, he wants to hear it from the man himself.

"Hey Shoutaaaa! I know that you've been expecting me-!" Hizashi let's out an undignified squawk, the moment he entered the apartment, Aizawa's capture weapon wrapped around him and slammed him into the door, forcing it close, he let out another noise when Aizawa slams his hand to the space next to his head, practically pinning him to the door.

"E-Erm, Shota? You alright?"

"Yeah, I got you in the position I want, Hizashi." Then, Hizashi's face suddenly turns into a shade of red, his usual bright eyes turning a shade darker as sweat dribbles down his forehead, good, he better be nervous.

"Shouta..."

"Why the hell have you been so affectionate these past two weeks?" He finally asked, Hizashi's eyes widened and the red from his face turns blue from fear.

"E-Eh?! Haven't you asked anyone?!"

"I wanted to hear it from you." Hizashi's eyes widened and he pouts, as if disappointed by something.