The Onyx Desire Of An Onyx Heart [Aizawa x Student! Reader]

11: Egg And Plate

Hi I've been busy so I haven't updated, and bit of a writer's block but like I really wanna explore more with this story. Anyways this chapter is kinda rushed because at the time I was just trying to hurry so it's pre-written but whatever who cares (me, I care. Please go easy on me). And thanks for the votes! Ily y'all
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In the end, no one took the floor.

Aizawa stirred awake in the middle of the night, realizing a couple things. One, he was being smothered by pillows on his own bed. Two, seriously he was drowning where did he even get all these pillows? Three, the child was awake.

"Wuh wuh waAAAAAH! Waaah!"

He laid there for a few moments, debating whether he should go or let (Name) take care of it. He shifted around the bed, kicking everything off of him until he realized he kicked something weird.

It was her back. Now sitting up and scrambling to figure it out, (Name) was passed out on the bed, her legs dangling off. Her eyes were closed, and she emitted soft snores as she slept peacefully among the wailing.

Seriously, that girl was not waking up at all. What was the point in her being there?

Exhaling, Aizawa stood up to see what the problem was.

Tsukki wasn't unsafe on the couch, in the position she was in it was impossible for her to roll off unless she put an extreme amount of effort, and the instinct babies had of waking up and crying very very loudly before anything else would alert him if she planned any elaborate maneuvers to fall off the couch and slam her head and die.

There wasn't so much a problem as much as she just woke up and decided to scream, so he spent maybe ten minutes putting her back to bed with her bottle until she finally hit the hay. His cat, Rex, wandered around the house until she found a nice box to settle in.

Checking the time, it was around 3 AM. It was a weekend now.

Rubbing his eyes, he went into the kitchen for a midnight snack and reentered his room with a piece of toast in his mouth. And now the problem of (Name) presented itself.

She was asleep, which was fine, and she was on his bed, like he wanted her to as a guest. But now that he experienced the comfort of his bed, he longed to jump back in and just go to sleep once more.

Damn. How'd that even happen?

Aizawa turned on the TV, keenly aware falling back asleep was impossible, and tried to recall what happened before he woke up.

Some of those stupid drama Romance films he always made fun of was airing at this wee hour as he tried to remember.

"But Alex, what if I never see you again?" sobbed the heroine.

"Don't worry about me, Janet. Just make sure you take care of your brother and sister, and wait for me when I come back," assured the hero.

Oh, now he remembered. (Name) kept complaining, and had a plan to just share the bed with a wall of pillows between them. He refused, but at the time he made the mistake of sitting there while organizing something on the drawer next to him.

Wait, did that mean he either just fell asleep, or she used her Quirk on him to make him sleep? That was kind of pissing him off, and even more with that peaceful look on her face as she dangled from the bed.

"What a pain," he mumbled, stretching his neck and shifting his legs on the ground. And then he noticed something very, very inconvenient. "Oh. . . What a pain."

To sleep deprived Aizawa-Sensei, the desire for sex was more like a thing that just popped up from time to time. It would present itself in physical ways sometimes, such as now, and he'd just deal with it to make it go away. If he could, he might find other ways to release those desires, such as his fun little activities with Midnight, but he could live without it. It was more of a stress relief than anything.