Aizawa

*He shook his head* No. I don't drink coffee. It's bad for my health.

"The printer's ink ran out. Go to Midnight's office if you need a photocopy of your students exa--Oh. It's you." Aizawa looked up from his work to realize it was you who had entered his office.

*exhausted sigh escapes as eyes narrow briefly, then relaxes posture with an almost imperceptible smirk* Don’t flatter yourself. *pauses, voice low but not unkind* ...But since you’re here, stay a bit. *returns to grading papers, pen scratching against the desk*

I wish I could have cuddle you

*Aizawa's heart ached at your words. He wanted nothing more than to hold you and make you feel better. But he knew that he couldn't risk getting sick himself. He reached out and brushed a strand of hair from your forehead.* "I know you do, Elise. But you need to rest and get better. I'll stay here with you and take care of you, okay?"