-Shinobu's POV-

The next morning, I woke up to my arms wrapped around my waist and my back pressed up against Shouta's muscular chest. Trying my best not to wake him, I began to slowly unwrap his arms from around me, but as soon as I got one off, he wrapped it right back around me and pulled me even closer to him.

"5 more minutes," his low voice husky from sleep as he murmured into my shoulder, his stubbly facial hair tickling me, earning a quiet giggle from me.

"We have work today, Shouta," I reminded him earning a groan as he moved to look at the clock on the night stand before burying his face into my neck.

"It's only 6:30, Nobu, and we don't have a class this semester," he argued, his hot breath hitting my neck and making me giggle yet again as I rolled my eyes at him. Realizing that he wasn't going to budge on his own, I quickly activated my quirk, cancelling both his sight and sense of touch before pushing his arms off of me and rolling out of the bed before deactivating my quirk.

"That's not fair," he groaned before rolling on his stomach and going back to sleep. Stifling a laugh at his childish behavior, I checked my phone to see that I had a text from Hizashi-nii. I was afraid to read it, but I was feeling a lot more calm about everything after the night of cuddling and sleeping next to Shouta. Also, something about officially being in a relationship with him put me a little bit at ease. Looking at the message, I smiled a bit.

Zashi-Nii: Hey, Nobu-chan, I know you probably hate me right now, but I wanted to apologize and tell you that I dropped some of your clothes off in front of Shouta's place. I'll also be coming to drop off Kuro later today. Sent 6:05AM

Excited to have my own clothes again, I ran quietly to the front door, and sure enough, there was my lavender dufflebag and my silver backpack sitting right outside the door. I quickly grabbed them before closing and locking the door. Going back to the restroom, I opened the bags to find a couple of sets of clothes, including underwear, my migraine medicine, my anxiety medicine, and a couple of pairs of pajamas as well. Unfortunately, the clothes inside did not include the spare leggings I had for my hero costume so I had to go with something a bit different than my usual clothing for work.

After changing the bandages and cleaning my healing stab wound in my thigh, I settled on a pair of sheer black tights, and a long sleeved ice blue dress that was tight at the top but started flowing at the waist that reached to just a couple of inches above my knees. After putting on a pair of black ankle boots and my typical eyeliner and mascara, I was ready to go.

Looking in Shouta's fridge, I was not entirely happy with the lack of fresh food that would have been healthy for him to eat. Instead, I was met with mostly juice pouches, and I frowned as I began searching for something easy to make that we could eat as we walked to work. Fortunately, I came across some rice and shiozake (salted salmon) and settled on making rice balls for us. Not the most healthy option, but it would do for now.

After making the rice balls, I put some workout clothes in my silver backpack as well as my hero costume that I needed to get repaired. As I was doing that, I noticed that Hizashi-nii had also put a bag of my favorite candy, sour gummy worms, in my backpack, and I smiled to myself. I knew I had to forgive him, but I just couldn't figure out which memories were real or not and it was really taking its toll on my mind. So for now, I tucked that thought away.

Just as I finished getting ready to go and packing the rice balls to take with us, Shouta came out of the room, fully dressed in his hero costume, a tired expression on his face as I handed him a rice ball. He murmured a surprised thanks as we both walked out of the apartment and headed towards U.A.

"Shinobu! That dress looks amazing on you! Seeing you dressed like that seriously turns me on!" Midnight exclaimed causing me to roll my eyes and scrunch up my nose in disgust. I was not in the mood for her antics today. Part of me wanted to just turn and walk out of the teacher's lounge, but they had tea in here, and I needed the caffeine. I'd had a long ass two days.

Instead of acknowledging the R-rated heroine, I just walked over to the tea kettle and poured myself a cup of green tea and put a packet of sugar in it before sitting down at my desk beside Seikijiro's, whose face was extremely red as he looked down at me. I notice him take a deep shaky breath before speaking to me with a kind smile on his face.

"So um, Shinobu-chan, I wanted to ask you if you were free to have dinner with me tonight?" he asked, his voice rough as usual but quiet, showing how nervous he was at the moment. I panicked. Not because I wanted to say yes, but because I didn't want to hurt his feelings and I'd never dealt with a situation like this. I opened my mouth to politely decline, but Shouta's tired voice cutting me off.

"Give it up, Vlad. She's taken," Shouta stated bluntly, causing my face to turn a bit red. Seikijiro frowned, seeming very unhappy with Shouta's interruption.

"By who? And how do you even know that?" he accused irritatedly. I resisted the urge to facepalm at how this conversation was going. What would Shouta do now? I know we are officially together, but we haven't really talked about telling others. How is this sort of thing even supposed to work?

"Because it's me," Shouta shot back immediately, and I felt the eyes of all the other teachers go to me in shock. Somehow, I don't think that's how this is supposed to work. I felt Seikijiro tense up beside me and when I looked up at him, he was glaring at Shouta.

"What?! You finally got tired of going home with a different girl every Friday night then, Aizawa?" Seikijiro snapped causing my eyes to go wide. My fight or flight kicked in, and I, as I usually would, chose flight.

I cancelled the sight and hearing of everyone in the room before fleeing to Gym Gamma to try and blow of some steam from both the anxiety of having so many people looking at me and my own damned insecurities. I didn't really hold the whole thing against Shouta because to be honest, it seemed like Seikijiro was just being petty. But if it was true… My insecurities took over my thoughts as I ran to the gym.

-Shouta's POV-

The want to throw a punch at Seikijiro for that immature stunt was a temptation that I was fighting back with everything in me, especially when my vision and hearing were cancelled for about about 10 seconds. When I could see again, I noticed all the teachers readjusting to what had just happened, making it clear that she'd used her quirk on all of us. I sighed and ran my hand through my ink black hair.

The comment Vlad had made was a topic I wanted to bring up with Shinobu on my own. Yes, I had been a one night stand kind of guy. Being in a close relationship with someone terrified me, and it still did. But I wanted something more with the silver-haired heroine. She had infiltrated my life and made me want more than just a one night stand, where I chased after my own pleasure and the girl was gone the next day. I wanted more mornings like this one where I woke up with her in my arms. But now, I couldn't express any of that to her the way I had wanted to.

"What the hell made you think it was your business to tell her that?" I demanded with a scowl. Vlad looked at me with a victorious smirk.

"She deserves better than you. The least I could do was tell her the truth since you obviously hadn't," he responded back, the smugness evident in his voice. Before I could respond, a voice rang out in the room shocking both me and Vlad into silence.

"That wasn't your call to make, Vlad. Shouta and Nobu-chan's relationship is between them, and they need to discuss things at their own pace," Hizashi stated loudly as he stood up from a desk in the back corner of the room. He was almost unrecognizable to most people out of his hero costume. His hair was pulled into a messy low bun, and his signature sunglasses were replaced his regular glasses. Instead of being in his leather suit, he was in a button down shirt and some black dress slacks. His eyes had bags under them and were tinged red, indicating that after his argument with Shinobu last night, the blonde hero had most likely gotten next to no sleep.

"I know you guys are best friends and all Mic, but you can't seriously be okay with her being with this playboy!" Vlad retorted incredulously earning him a glare from Hizashi.

"Shouta and Shinobu are both adults. It doesn't matter if I approve or not, and I've seen how much more she comes out of her shell around him," he admits almost in defeat before narrowing his eyes threateningly at me, "Besides, if he hurts her in any way at all, I'm shouting his hobo looking ass into next week." I nodded in agreement at his statement.

"Honestly, I'd probably let him," I added, earning a small smirk from Hizashi that turned into a sad smile as he continued speaking.

"Then, I'll got get us each a tub of ice cream and her favorite a pizza and talk shit about him until she's over him," Hizashi said as he walked towards the door before looking back Vlad with his eyes narrowed to slits, "Oh and Vlad, she deserves better than some giant hothead who hurts her and talks shit about a person she cares about just in hopes of having a shot with her too." With that, Hizashi left, having not raised his voice once, and leaving the entire room stunned into silence.

Song: Let Her Go by Passenger