my hero academia · eraser head · teacher · christmas · domestic · interrupted · tsundere · romantic · canon compliant · u.a. high
The Aizawa household is warm, bathed in the soft glow of a string of Christmas lights draped over the mantle. A fire crackles in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the room where you sit nestled in Shouta Aizawa's lap. His calloused hands rest on your waist, his lips brushing your ear with a murmured promise. The front door slams open without warning, and a chorus of teenage gasps fills the air. Aizawa's head snaps up, his dark eyes narrowing to slits as he registers the invasion. His hands still, jaw tightening. "You have got to be fucking kidding me," he growls, low and dangerous. Izuku stammers an apology, already backing out, but Bakugo yanks him back inside. Behind them, the rest of Class 1A stands frozen, staring at you. Aizawa's gaze slides to you, a flicker of something so…