Aizawa Reset

Chapter 18: Sunday Fun Day

Aizawa finished changing and stared at himself in the mirror. 

Oh god, just thinking about these past few days spent as a kid made him embarrassed. He hopes to fuckin god nobody snapped any pictures of him in that pink raincoat. 

And he also hopes his reputation as a teacher isn't completely demolished at the end of all this. He can't even imagine the kind of embarrassment he's gonna feel when he's 30 again and he has to face his class when they've all seem him all small and vulnerable. 

I mean, he still kinda is small and vulnerable being of below average height and pretty scrawny. 

But he's not going to let that stop him from trying to fight that Baku-bitch. 

He likes to think his 30 year old self would want him to do it. 

No, he knows his old man self would approve. 

He let out a little breath and collected the towel and the tatters of his pajamas, shoving them into the bag and heading back to the interrogation room. The criminal had been taken back to his cell so it was just Yamada and Midoriya chilling in there. 

"Sorry Shota." Yamada said. 

Aizawa shrugged, "It's whatever, I'm tired." He said simply, tossing the towel on the table. He turned and started heading out. Honestly, getting carried right now seemed pretty appealing. Why kids wouldn't want to be carried is a complete mystery. Like, dude, free ride. And you can just fall asleep. What's not to love?

The three headed back to campus and parted ways to go to their separate dorms. 

Mina and Kaminari were still at it playing Smash and Midoriya didn't mind that they didn't save the game he was a part of earlier. He was pretty tired and wanted to just put on some pjs and climb into bed. 

So he did just that. As did Aizawa. But, like, not in the same bed, in their own separate beds. Obviously.

The next day came and surprisingly, Aizawa woke up pretty early. Around like 7:30 or so. Guess the many naps from yesterday helped. After a few minutes of trying to fall back asleep, he sighed and sat up. Might as well get the day started. Before he headed downstairs, he went ahead and grabbed his scarf, draping it around his neck a few times. It'll save some time for him not to have to run back up here to grab it. 

He shuffled downstairs and into the kitchen, just grabbing himself a pop tart and heading to the couch to watch whatever the hell was on TV. 

He ended up just blankly watching some show on Animal Planet where they built fish tanks. Neat. 

After about two hours, people started waking up and heading downstairs. 

Aizawa sighed. Farewell peace and quiet. 

He glanced over to see Kirishima rounding the corner followed by Bakugou.

Let's do this thing.

Aizawa stood and walked over, hands in his pockets, "Hey," He began. Bakugou narrowed his eyes at him, "So you wanted to fight? Let's do it." 

Bakugou smirked, "As long as I won't be punished for murdering my teacher." He laughed. The other students that were up stopped talking so they could hear what was going on.

"But if I win you've got detention and have to be a teacher's aid for the rest of the semester." Aizawa proposed. Bakugou just scoffed.

"Whatever you say, twink." Bakugou insulted, "Meet me outside in 10." He told him before turning to go get something for breakfast. Kirishima just sighed and followed. Why'd his boyfriend have to always be down for a fight? Can't they just have a relaxing morning hanging out?