We're dating?

Requested by: @dreamyyghost

Request: " mornin', sleepyhead. if any of the nurses ask, i'm your girlfriend/boyfriend/partner. they wouldn't let me in otherwise, even when i said i saved your ass. " would be interesting and funny.

Genre: Slight angst, fluffy ending!

Warnings: Depictions of injuries, insinuations of death, love-sick Shota

Word Count: 1,403

Author's Note: Hey, love! I had such a lovely time writing this and I hope you enjoy it as well! Thank you so much for your patience and for trusting me with your request!

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He remembers it being cold.

Every muscle in his body twitched with chills, even as his surroundings were reduced to nothing by the hellish tongues of fire that consumed everything they could touch. With every small movement, every creak of his aching bones, his body had screamed for mercy, for a second’s worth of rest at the very least.

A little Birthday love

Description: Shota's tired and forgetful, but he always has your love to lean on.

Genre: Fluff!

Warnings: Aizawa being a softie :")

Word Count: 1,137

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Shota truly felt like he was dead on his feet.

His work at U.A. had swamped him with lesson plans and papers to grade, keeping him in his classroom for much longer than he wanted to be. Then there was his night patrol, driving his patience to the point of extinction. What he wished to be a quiet, uneventful night turned into hours upon hours of chasing pesky criminals and small-name villains throughout his sector.