Midoriya, Izuku
His name-tag hung to the right of his doorway. "Please, come in." Midoriya said, politely, all-nerves. "I don't know what it's about, but I apologize."
"Thank you." Toshinori said, politely, stepping in. He eventually sat at Izuku's turned-around desk chair and sighed. "I suppose you are nervous about therapy. I should have warned you and I didn't. We actually should have prepped a few students." All Might admitted.
"Like Jiro?" Midoriya asked.
Toshinori nodded. "Yes, and now I need to ask you to do something big. I need you to work on yourself and take therapy seriously. Okay?"
All Might waited for the boy's response, while gazing out the window, and when he looked over, Izuku was standing, shyly, twisting the rubber toe of his shoe into the floor and swinging his shoulders. "but... Idontwannago..." The boy muttered, sweaty palms clasped behind his back.
"Midoriya." Toshinori said, seriously and in a deeper tone of voice- that got even Izuku in his present state to look up.
"'No.' is not an answer we will take. Your instructors, your mother, and me, your mentor, have decided you will take this opportunity now. You start tomorrow, Tuesday, and will sit in that group for the next SIX weeks every Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. AM I UNDERSTOOD?"
Worried about facing the consequences of trying to get out of it, continuously, Midoriya nodded and then was left alone to weep his nerves out.
Aizawa brought Midnight a cup of coffee to her office from the cappuccino machine in the staff office. Shota hardly drank coffee, but he knew that as she was going through interviews with EVERY 1-A and 1-B student in 8 hours, she would need it. It was nearing noon and He carried, also, a clipboard in the other hand. Mic, All Might, Vlad, and him listed the students they thought would need attention. The meeting had just ended.
"I don't think I have anyone I can think of that needs trauma counseling..." Vlad thought. "In fact, Monoma is the only one who needs counseling, but he's better on his antipsychotics and has a family doctor for that."
"Yes, but I will still have to interview all of the students." Mic said.
"Oh, what a hassle for you, Nemuri."
Midnight sighed. "I'm used to it at this point. This is just the cursed year. I'm convinced. Anyhow, get me that list and send your students to me, please. I don't care if it's alphabetical or by seat number."
Now Aizawa looked at the sheet.
Jiro, Kyoka
Todoroki, Shoto
Katsuki, Bakugo
Midoriya, Izuku
"Hm." Shota exhaled. So far the only ones that came up were the typical troublemakers. He was curious to see if Midnight would add anyone else. It was possible Uraraka would be added. Unlikely for Ashido, but possible- and as for Kirishima, he was really secretly soft and Kaminari, though he acted like an idiot, was pretty torn up over Jiro's traumatic responses. The Underground Hero sighed and rapped his knuckles on the door to Midnight's office before passing over the list and coffee. "Good luck" He said, closing the door and saluting with two fingers.
The very tired Pro walked out, casually, and found his husband. It was time for some intimacy between them and it's not like they were going to have much free time again anytime soon.
Eraserhead slammed the door open to their bedroom and stared Mic down, breathing hard. He had not felt like this in a while.
Mic put his headphones on over his hearing aides. "OOOOooooh someone's horny." he said, way too cheerfully, turning in his desk chair. Shota couldn't hold back anymore and ducked out of his scarf before they began tearing clothes off of each other and Mic rolled on a condom. "Dibs! I call dibs on topping!"
"Oh, please." Shota said, rolling his eyes, as he was bent over the edge of the bed. "I'm a power bottom. Don't pin me as submissive, Hizashi."
"No. You're a switch and you know it but for now, you're my bitch." Mic growled, grinning. He took a second to break character and ask his husband if he was comfortable and if he had consent. When he got the go-ahead, they made sweet and sweaty love before finishing round two in the shower. When it hit seven in the evening, they answered the door. It was Kayama Nemuri- Midnight.
"Hello, Nemuri, finished already?"
"Vlad's kids made the pass list. A third of yours didn't. Furthermore, Todoroki just woke up. He's asking for you." Midnight said. "Can I leave room checks to the two of you, or is your limp too bad?"
"Ha. Ha." Shota said, sarcastically. "Yeah, 'Zashi and I can cover you. You've done more than enough work for one day. Go get some sleep. I'm headed to the clinic for both boys."
Kayama passed Shota the official list and he was not surprised.
Ashido, Mina
Jiro, Kyoka
Kaminari, Denki
Todoroki, Shoto
Katsuki, Bakugo
Midoriya, Izuku
Kirishima, Eijiro
It was exactly everyone he predicated would or might fail the counseling intake appointment and screening questions. He was surprised that Shinso Hitoshi passed until he remembered that the teen's trauma stemmed from home issues, not League of Villain attacks.
Fine. Off to see Shoto and Katsuki.
Aizawa pocketed the list in his jumpsuit and walked across the main part of campus to the clinic, where he found Todoroki awake and sitting in bed, obediantly doing his homework. Bakugo was also now awake and being smacked with a rolled up newspaper by Recovery Girl as he clenched the sheets over his groin.
"You could have WOKEN ME UP to change!" Katsuki complained.
"Scoot your hips, child!" Recivery Girl said, unphased by Bakugo's anger.
"I stayed dry, you old hag!" Katsuki yelled, lifting his hips and staying hidden under the sheets.
"She's seen everything before, Bakugo. Nothing can shock her. Behave yourself." Aizawa said, bowing to Shuzenji, as she passed with a cart. She stopped. "Next time he acts like this- YOU change him." She said, flatly.
Shota tried not to sigh. Katsuki reached below his bed for his suitcase which had his pajamas.
"Todoroki, you were looking for me?" Aizawa asked.
Shoto nodded. "It's about group tomorrow. I think I could have passed the psych eval. Can you call Midnight Sensei and have her evaluate me for real?"
Shota knew this is what the boy was going to ask. He knew not to give Shoto false hope. "No, I'm afraid that will not happen, on account that you can't stay dry at night and you seem to have multiple traumas-"
"But not from the League's attacks!" Todoroki said, straining his throat in a whine that made his voice crack.
Bakugo laughed out loud at Todoroki's misfortune. Shoto's face burned bright red and he cleared his throat. "Anyhow- If you'd reconsider-"
"No." Aizawa said, closing the curtain between the two boys. Todoroki was fidgeting with his hands. "End of story."
"THEN I'M NOT GOING!" He screamed.
Shota grabbed the boy's button-up pajama shirt by the sleeve and then gripped the boy's arm. Todoroki felt his quirk being paused by his teacher's gaze and within seconds, his pants and boxers were tugged down and his face was looking at the clinic tile.
"Breathe." Aizawa demanded, calmly.
"NO." Shoto panicked. He gulped and closed his eyes, waiting for the spanking to start.
"I don't hear breathing." Eraserhead said. "Now. Breathe."
Todoroki kicked his legs and got a hard smack, making him gasp for air. He didn't realize he was holding his breath. He started breathing and calmed down. Aizawa picked him up and told the teen to pull his waistbands up and get in bed.
"Bakugo. STOP snickering to yourself or you'll get a spanking, too."
Katsuki laughed. "Oh, come on, Sensei- he got, like, ONE smack!"
Aizawa opened the curtain so the boys could see each other once more. "Bakugo, bend over your bed."
Katsuki groaned, took his three-swat spanking and got into bed. "You two are excused to change into your briefs. Then go to bed. I'll be watching on the monitoring camera. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Mr. Aizawa." The two boys chorused, disgruntled as hell.
"Goodnight, students." Eraserhead said before leaving them to sleep.
He walked back to his dorm and checked the top two floors, sending students Mic missed, to bed.
"But Present Mic said five more minutes!" Jiro whined, sitting in Kaminari's lap.
"Five feet between you two. Now. Jiro, this isn't even where you're supposed to be." Aizawa pointed out.
"It's a COMMON room." She responded.
"Until fifteen minutes before your bedroom and then you are REQUIRED to be on your floor and you are floor four, NOT three. Bed. Now." Aizawa said.
"You didn't tell off Toru!" Jiro snapped, rolling her eyes, and leaving Kaminari's company.
"Is Hagakure even here?" Shota asked. "Hagakure, speak now."
The invisible student sighed. "You caught me. Let's go, Kyoka."
Aizawa returned to his room. "Everyone's in bed."
Mic blinked. He was reading a book in English.
Aizawa nodded. "Bed, Everyone. Finished."
Mic smiled and held up the sign for 'I love You', to which Aizawa returned, crawled into bed, and SLEPT.