Toshinori couldn't help but smile seeing the newly decorated apartment, a small touch that looks like it already means everything to Aizawa. 

"She obvisouly took the news of you asking her to move in fairly well." Commented Hizashi as he started to slice the varies types of meat he had bought. 

Aizawa nodded as he pulled out a small barbecue grill, settling it down in the center of the counter. "I wasn't expecting a yes. I would think this would be soon."

Toshinori grabbed another cutting board to cut up the vegetables. "I didn't think it was soon."

"No?" Aizawa was surprised by his comment. Aizawa wasn't the type to date many people, he actually can't remember the last time he had a crush. But, this felt right and he wanted it to work. He felt positive about it and with one enormous threat out of the way, Aizawa assumes this could definitely work and he could finally put his guard down. 

"You guys were together on a mission for what..," Toshinori rubbed his chin with his finger, really calculating the days to the best of his abilities. "A month and a half? Almost two months."

Aizawa groaned with frustration. "Two months? Does it really count if we haven't talked in the month I was gone..

"She went searching for you." Hizashi organized the meat into different platters. "Obviously she knew there was something there you wanted to deny right?."

"She did run towards the trouble just to catch you." Toshinori placed the chopped vegetables to the side. 

"Dangerous action just to see a guy." Hizashi smirked. "I think she knew there was mutual feelings and connection."

"I did to, I figured moving in together would be an easy way to see each other." Aizawa sighed. He wasn't lying, he didn't want to leave for the month and play it out as though he lost interest. But he needed to complete the mission and do his job.

You and Nemuri stepped out of the room. And walked over to the boys. You walked around and took a stand beside Aizawa. The dinner party began when Nemuri poured bottle after bottle of wine into the glasses when no one was looking. The dinner party was overall successful, you were able to lit the candle that shifted the atmosphere from chaotic conversations to a more laid back. With bellies full of food and wine, Nemuri drunkenly slumped over your shoulder, flirting and stumbling on her words. Hizashi was buzzed and he found Nemuri's actions amusing. Toshinori looked down at his watch and sighed. 

"I guess it's time to call it a night."

"What? Why? We were gonna have a sleepover." Nemuri hiccuped and you snickered, holding her up. 

Toshinori pulled Hizashi to his feet. He was in a bubbly mood, giving you a large hug before walking around the counter to give Aizawa one. Toshinori grabbed Nemuri, placing his arm under her and walking her over to the elevator. He turned to you, whispering that he hopes this never ends because it's been years since he looked this happy. You smiled and hugged him before waving goodbye. Aizawa placed his arm over your shoulders and waved, watching his friends go down with the elevator. 

"What did he say?"

"Nothing you need to worry about."

You walked back to the kitchen and placed the dirty dishes into the sink. Aizawa snuck in to hug you from behind, kissing the space between your neck and shoulder.

His voice was caught on your skin, very low and mumbling. "You're really not gonna tell me?"

The dishes fell back down the sink and you held the edge of the counter. You head lowered back to his shoulder and you smiled. "He was just happy to see us happy."

"Hmm," From the same position, Aizawa lifted you up and took you away from the kitchen.

You shrilled with happiness as Aizawa carried you like a doll and tossed you in bed. He crawled over you until he laid his full weight between your legs. His face planted between your breast and his hands dug underneath your body to squeeze you tightly. With your might, you grabbed Aizawa head and tried to pull his face away from your body. You kept laughing as you struggled to seperate Aizawa's face from your breast. 

"We need to clean up!"

"Let's do it tomorrow."

"That's so gross, Shota. No!"

With one more pull, the loud repeating ping from his phone, you were finally able to get Aizawa off of you. He hoisted himself up and ran back into the kitchen with long strides. He opened his phone checking it before returning to the bedroom to dress into his hero attire. You scooted down to the edge of the bed, watching as the hero fixed himself in the matter of seconds. As Aizawa pulled his scarf around his neck you were already standing by the door that leads to the balcony. When Aizawa noticed you by the balcony, he slowed his pace as he walked over. You looked sad, holding the handle of the door. Aizawa sighed and held your hand as you walked onto the balcony with him. He took both of your hands, lifting them up to kiss them.

"I'll be home later."

"So this is how it'll be?" You stepped closer and laid your forehead on his hands. 

"Yes, every other night I'll be leaving you alone. When the summer is over, you'll be alone in the mornings. This is why I offered my apartment...," Aizawa breathes deeply, picking your head up for a kiss. Barely separated from the kiss. "I apologize in advance."

You shook your head slowly and grinned. "Life of a hero. Just be safe. Come home to me."

"You're my motivation now to be safer," Aizawa stepped up the railing of the balcony. He pulled his goggles up to his eyes and pulled his phone out, sending a text to the messenger. He turned around as he loosen his scarf from his neck. "Have a good night."

With that, Aizawa stepped back sending his scarf midair to pull himself onto a building where he jumped along the roof of the building to his destination. His figure disappeared into the bright lit city. The wind rushed along your skin and you hugged yourself as you entered back into the apartment. You sighed seeing the mess of the dinner. 

You rinsed off the dishes before placing them in the washer. Cleaning the counter was easier than you expected it to be, seeing how Hizashi had made a mess on his side. The pile of empty wine bottles were placed inside of the skin where they were being soaked, you had plans on using them as candle holders. Within just an hour, the kitchen was spotless and exhaustion finally got a hold of you. As you got dressed into your pajamas, you were tempted to turn on the television to see if the news would be broadcasting any crimes where the hero's were at. But you were unsure about the crime that Aizawa was attending, it could be minor that the news were unbothered by it considering it a waste of time. As you laid in bed, facing the window to the city, you realized you had forgotten to get Aizawa a gift for everything he has done. 

He had saved you a second time from the club. Let you crash at his place. He was there when Ivia passed away. And he helped with moving your things into his apartment. Hugging a large lump of the blanket you figured he needed a gift before the school year started for him.