AUTHOR'S NOTE: THIS IS VERY DIFFERENT FROM WHAT IM USED TO DOING SO BARE WITH ME PLEASE XDDD
It was the time for a school disco, every student and teacher got invited and it was a good night.
Kids having fun dancing and joking around, teachers either supervising or also dancing alone.
Aizawa was leaning against a wall, tired, just taking in all of the loud music and laughing and singing. Looking bored until his best friend since their school time approached him. Casually resting his arm on Aizawa's shoulder.
"WHATS UP SHO?" The loud mouthed man yelled out, over the music directly into Aizawa's ear, almost making his ears bleed. "Jesus christ, do not yell into my ear Mic!" An angry Aizawa snarled. Mic raised his arms in defence and spoke again, quieter, "Do you want to dance?"
His friend was taken by surprise, "I don't dance, Mic. You should know tha-" Before he could finish his sentence, he got dragged onto the dance floor. To Aizawa's dismay, a slow song came on. "You are a deadman walking, just you wait." The man dressed in all black threatened, receiving only laughter in return. They started dancing, the taller blonde head was leading, looking straight down at his partner, whom was looking down trying not to step on his friend's feet. "Relax, Aizawa!" Said Mic, keeping his voice relatively quiet, "Just enjoy the music!" This did not help with anything, only earning a disapproving glare from a very not impressed man. "Oh fuck off." Agitated Aizawa muttered. "Tsk tsk you should really watch your language, Sho. There are students around us." Said a very not impressed and weirdly quiet and calm Hizashi.
They continued slow dancing, Aizawa slowly getting the hang of it and Hizashi becoming strangely calm and collected. Some students were staring and whispering at the two teachers, other teachers (who were paying attention) were doing the same as the students.
"Ok, ok. What's going on Mic?" The moody teacher asked, getting a weak smile and a shrug from his dance partner. "I-it's nothing! Don't worry about it!" Mic tried reassuring the other teacher. It did not work. "Stop kidding around! You suck at lying." The man dressed in black scolded. Mic took a deep sigh and looked away from Aizawa, before slamming his lips onto his lips.
The action took the moody man by complete surprise. When after a few seconds of getting his head straight (well- not completely straight) began kissing back. The kiss only lasted a few seconds but it was magical. When they pulled away the people who were paying attention were either giving them stares of shock or made ooing noises causing more people to look. Both men were completely red.
Hizashi started apologising and stuttering before getting cut off by a pair of lips crashing onto his lips. Gladly he accepted the kiss. Again, it was short but it was an answer, a good answer.
Hizashi led Aizawa off of the dance floor and into a quieter corridor. Eagerly and loudly, Mic asks the big question, "WILL YOU BE MY BOYFRIEND THEN?!?!!" Aizawa didn't look pleased with his friend's screaming, but nontheless, he nodded his head, happily. A small smile on his face. He gets pulled into a secure hug. Feeling safe and sound, the man who always wears black relaxed into the hug.
