Aizawa slumped into the couch hair spilling around him. He was tired, but more so he was bored. Usually on an evening such as this he was able to enjoy the company of his husband. Yet the loudmouth hero known as Present Mic was no where in sight. But only after an hour alone the heard the familiar echo from the front hall. "I'm home Kitten," he knew in that moment his evening was about to get a whole lot more fun. Story By: Bear (we do not own BNHA or the photo. Don't like? Don't read! Thanks!!)