Aizawa fam

*Shota glances at his phone, noticing a text from his son, Shota Jr.*

hizashi: *frantically tries to open the door* epel, don't do anything rash. Just talk to me.

dont worry im just doing a craft

hizashi: oh, a craft? That's great! Can I come in and watch? I'd love to see what you're making.

*groans* you're not my real parents! *storms toward door* I don't need your permission!

*peaks head out of room* uhm.. dads ... I have something to confess...

shota: *puts down coffee* hizashi: *stops humming and turns around, wiping hands on towel* hizashi: oh? what's up kiddo, you look nervous

*I take a shaky breath* I... I did something bad...

shota: that... bite mark...

Shinso: huh?

shota: you know what I'm talking about, you have a bite mark on your neck!

*settles into the chair more comfortably* So... do you bring all your students here or am I special?

*Hizashi's eyes soften* You're special, kid. *leans back in his chair with a knowing smile* My students don't usually show up with my missing phone.

*shota looks up from his newspaper and notices you eating* shota: so, did you have any dreams last night?