Usual Nights

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Silently, Red and Blue sat by their brother's bed. Eri was out with Shinso while Aizawa and Present Mic were on date night. A few students offered to come by but both siblings preferred to stay alone. They hadn't been given a chance to truly just sit and think about their brother since he had been brought in.

His hair dye was fading, showing his forest green for the first time in years. The horn was still in the side of his head but they had a feeling it was going to go once he woke up. If he woke up. It's been weeks since he went under, they understood that it would take for him to recover from over using his Quirk. that and whatever All For One did to him, both would have to wear off before he could wake up.

Blue sighed, holding her head in her hands. "I am sorry Green. Just please wake up, you said you would go fighting with me. You said you would teach me a new style. Please wake up. You're meant to go shopping with Red cause Lord knows I'm not putting up with that. Please, Green, just wake up."

Before Blue could say anymore, Red stood up and gently pried her away. "Maybe that's enough for one night. Come on, let's get you some cookie dough."

When Shinso arrived back the first thing he heard was Eri going 'oh, no.' "What's wrong Eri?"

"I smell cookie dough. Blue is upset."

Shinso at first thought about asking but decided against the option for cookie dough.

"Red's cookie dough is the best," Eri approved, nibbling on her spoon full.

Shinso collapsed on the sofa with his cooked cookies, eating them. "Want to talk about it, Blue?"

"Not really... I just miss Green. He said he would train me. He said he would train me when it was all over. But it's never going to be over, is it? All For One wasn't the only person who caused that ending. It's never going to be over." Blue circled in on herself just as Aizawa and Present mic walked in. Both instantly went to Blue to comfort her, or more Present Mic went to comfort her while Aizawa interrogated us into telling him who upset her.

"Blue...? What's going on?"

Everyone froze. This was not how they expected this to go. No, not at all. They expected for him to wake up while they were sitting by his bed, not when Blue was crying in Present Mic's arms with Eri on the floor eating cookie dough and Red making more in the kitchen. And definitely not Aizawa holding Shinso by his collar threatening him for upsetting Blue. All while a comedy played in the background.

But no matter how different it was to how they imagined it, they couldn't care less.

"G-Green? Green!" Blue jumped out of Present Mic's arms and tackled her brother. Eri quickly joined in, neither letting go, as if he would go if they did.

Aizawa dropped Shinso and quickly brought Tamaki into a hug. "Don't do that to us."

"I'm not sure what I did."

The laugh that came out of Present Mic's mouth eased the tension instantly. They gently led Tamaki to the couch and placed him in the middle. He was cocooned in the centre of the group. Blue checked over him and once she confirmed that he was just tired, they cocooned him in blankets and set forth to watch as many movies as possible.

Izuku was the first to fall asleep, nearly giving Aizawa a heart attack when he did. He had snuggled up in the warmth we provided him and laid his head on Aizawa's shoulder, meaning that when he went limp, Aizawa was the first to notice.

Eri was on the other side of Tamaki, practically sleeping on his lap. Blue had fallen asleep on Red's shoulder and Present Mic was side hugging Aizawa. Shinso had tried to watch from the other seat but Eri and Blue had forced him between them. As there wasn't much space, Eri ended up with her legs on his lap. He had been stiff and refused to move but after a few scenes, he calmed down and enjoyed the time.

When morning came, they had forgotten what had happened the night previously, that was until Tamaki tried to roll over and accidentally pushed Eri onto the floor.

Thud!

"Oww, that hurt."

"Eri...? Something wrong?" Aizawa rubbed the sleeping dust from his eyes as he looked for the youngest child.

"I fell."

Aizawa swiftly opened his arms and let Eri climb up, he rubbed her head gently, making soothing circles, all without opening his eyes.

Present Mic laughed at the 'family' actions before looking at the other teens. His smile widened when he spotted Tamaki against Aizawa's side and remembered the night before. "Morning you lot."

A small series of mornings echoed around the room. Despite Tamaki only half heartedly saying, it was heard by everyone and they all turned to look at him, more than glad to see him awake.

"Tamaki? How are you feeling?" Aizawa shifted slightly to rub circles in Tamaki's hair.

"Tired. Hungry and tired."

Red rolled his eyes before standing up, he didn't say anything as he started to prepare a nitrous breakfast.

Not wanting Tamaki to hurt himself, Aizawa lifted him up and carried him to the table. He kept the blanket wrapped tightly around Tamaki and gently placed him down on the chair.

Tamaki didn't say anything, not minding one bit as all his muscles were sore.

When Red placed the plate of food in front of Tamaki, he couldn't stop the laugh that came out of his throat. Tamaki was struggling to eat his food with only one usable hand, his right one being in a lot of pain. Watching him struggle was too funny for Red to handle.

Present Mic decided to put the boy out of his misery and help him eat. Most would be horrified by having your teacher feed you but Tamaki didn't seem to mind one bit.

And while the group didn't seem bothered it was a very weird scene for the class to walk in on. After the training camp, the teachers had decided it would be better for them to move into the dorms alongside the family. Today was the day they finally moved.

It just happens to be a very weird scene for them to be greeted with. Red was still cooking and Eri was eating. Blue was comparing fighting styles with Aizawa and Shinso, who had lost any idea of what was going on a few minutes early. Then in the front was Tamaki being fed by Present Mic.

"What the hell did we walk in on?!"

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