Shouta has been alive long enough that he could know as soon as he woke up whether or not the universe was going to make him regret living, it was a rare skill to learn but Shouta was sure he had come to master it.
And it all started with the feeling of something creeping up his back before plopping on the back of his head and the perpetrator of the feeling gave a very displeased yowl.
Shouta gritted his teeth and pushed the alley cat off of his head and scowled at the gray feline, said cat was glaring right back at him and yowled again, Shouta took a deep breath and buried his face in his pillow holding back a scream.
The cat didn't appreciate this and batted his head with a hiss and Shouta winced feeling the claws scratch his cheek, knowing better than to keep laying there Shouta stood up from his bed then almost slipped on the tossed off blankets. Cursing he shook it off and moved to the kitchen to feed the mooching cat a can of tuna.
But of course, continuing his string of bad luck the automatic can opener had broken so Shouta had to open the can with a non-electric one that never seemed to like him considering it always nicked his hand when he used it, a theory that was reinforced by it again cutting his thumb.
Quickly finishing the task Shouta left the can on the floor and went back to his room and got into the shower determined to leave Hizashi to clean up after the stray cat he kept letting in every night when he got home.
Shouta does love cats, but he also understood neither he nor Hizashi had the time or energy to care for one and Shouta was normally the one left to pick up the pieces because after Hizashi goes to sleep since the blonde turned off his hearing aids and the cat knew Shouta never locked his door at night.
The shower would've been a nice experience if Shouta didn't have to fight with the pipes to work after it cut off midway through washing his hair, finding his uniform had a tear in it he needed to patch before he left for patrol was just a nice cherry to top off his morning.
Unfortunately, his bad luck didn't stop there, and he almost fell off two different rooftops he's been jumping around on since his first year in U.A. and there was at least fourteen different criminals in the first hour of his patrol, the subsequent hours were no less laborious and he probably set a new record for number of criminals brought into one station by a single hero.
Shouta wasn't anything close to presentable at the end of his patrol and he had to drag himself through the halls of U.A. to find Hizashi and get the replacement suit he texted the blonde to bring for him, unfortunately Hizashi wasn't waiting for him by the staff locker room like he asked so he had to trudge through the halls looking for Hizashi thinking that he'd likely got caught up with something.
After looking through all the staff private halls and rooms Shouta dragged himself to the teachers' lounge and finally found Hizashi there chatting away with Nemuri "Hizashi." Shouta hissed a touch impatient with the man when he wanted to just get the spare costume so he could go see Shuzenji already about his twisted ankle.
He knew the woman was going to scold him for doing most of his patrol on said ankle and not treating the numerous cuts from one of the criminals he fought considering it was raining pretty hard, and Shouta would prefer not to prolong the inevitable, which would only make her even angrier with him.
Both Hizashi and Nemuri looked up and the light humor on their faces fell as they got a good long look at him "Oh Shouta." Nemuri muttered under her breath and Shouta scowled pinching the bridge of his nose "I look awful I know, can you just give me my extra costume now." he requested holding out his hand.
"Extra costume?" Hizashi questioned and Shouta rolled his eyes. "Yes, the costume I told you to bring in for me Hizashi, so I don't have to spend the rest of the day in this one." Shouta told him more than a little exasperated with Hizashi playing coy.
Hizashi looked confused and concerned as he opened his mouth then closed it and instead checked his phone before going sickly pale hunching in on himself, Shouta facepalmed "You didn't check your phone this morning before you left the apartment?" Shouta guessed gritting his teeth.
"I am so sorry Sho. I'll catch a cab and go grab-" Hizashi said immediately getting up but Shouta held his hand up "Don't bother, you won't be able to get there and back before our first classes. I'll come up with something." Shouta hissed turning toward the door "Shouta!" Nemuri called but Shouta didn't have the time or energy to deal with them and be healed by Shuzenji.
As he expected Shouta ended up being on the receiving end of Shuzenji's lecture on taking better care of himself and he was hit over the head at least ten times which made him question why she would do something that was so hypocritical to what she was just saying.
Thankfully there were some decent professional-looking clothes for him to wear. A dark turtleneck and some slacks for him and Shouta signed thank you in the empty hall knowing Nezu had to have something to do with it.
Shouta checked his phone and saw that if he hurried that he could maybe get a cup of coffee before he had to start homeroom, but the universe very clearly had other ideas because just as he turned the corner to head to the teachers' lounge, he ran into someone and had gotten a large cup of... something spilled on the shirt.
Beyond frustrated at this point Shouta whirled around at the person only to see his student Amajiki looking utterly petrified and the boy was almost in tears and Amajiki's ears drooped upon seeing his face.
Quickly Shouta tossed all of the fate's shenanigans to the back of his mind and gently placed a hand on Amajiki's shoulder having noticed the boy did better with some physical contact when he was worked up "It's okay Amajiki-Kun, this was just an accident. They happen all of the time, I'm not upset with you." Shouta assured.
Amajiki sniffled biting his lip and avoided his eyes "Is this part of your lunch?" Shouta asked pointing to the white creamy spot on his borrowed shirt and the boy nodded slightly "Okay, I'll tell Lunch-Rush about this, and he'll make some more of this for you alright. Don't worry about it, these things happen sometimes." Shouta promised and Amajiki gave another stiff nod before running off.
Shouta sighed dragging his hands down his face knowing that Amajiki would retreat into himself for the next week because of this incident and took out one of his evidence capsules to gather some of the white goop then went to find Gengi so he could get work on it, he had no idea how long it would take him to remake whatever this was.
It also meant he wouldn't have any coffee yet this morning but that was something he'd have to deal with it because his students well-being was far more important, he'd just be more tired than normal and that would mean he'd be shorter with people, Shouta could only hope Amajiki wouldn't think he was responsible for Shouta's foul mood.
After bringing Gengi the sample Shouta cleaned himself up in a bathroom then went to his classroom scowling as his students began immediately muttering about him not being in his costume, Shouta grit his teeth and tried not to let his frustration show because Amajiki seemed to try to hide as soon as he saw Shouta.
Thankfully the worst it got during classes was an accident during the second years group training session, when something very unusual happened and the building the students were meant to go in collapsed prematurely, he and Ito had to go in and rescue the two students that were trapped.
Neither of them were hurt but Ito was outright furious the building had broken down, Shouta couldn't blame her since the structure was supposed to be one of their permanent buildings not one that would fall apart like the hollow buildings they made for the entrance exams, something Shouta was certain both Nezu and Ito would be sure to correct and likely re-review their contract with their current construction company.
Ending the hero course lessons early due to the incident Shouta didn't argue about it and started packing up for the day early, just wanting to go home Shouta was interrupted by Mineta who had some questions for him about the differences in twilight and underground heroics, Shouta at least could sit down while answering the boy's questions.
After the holdup Shouta went to pick up his ruined costume only to find that it was not where he left it and he was seconds away from going on a cursing rant when Maijima poked his head into the laundry room "Oh, there you are Shouta. I was looking for you, Hizashi mentioned what happened to your costume, so I took some time to fix it up instead of the dummy suit." Maijima informed him.
Shouta sighed slightly relieved, today must have of been one of the support course's repair lessons and he would have to do something to thank the man for going out of his way to do this for him after such a bad day, walking along with Maijima to the man's classroom to retrieve his repaired costume.
Maijima frowned when they heard hushed voices inside the classroom, considering all the students should be eating lunch and Shouta understood why Maijima was concerned. Maijima opened the door and they found two students hunched over Maijima's desk "Wang, Devi, what are you doing?" Maijima questioned and both students jumped, turning around and staring at them very timid.
"Um, well you see Maijima-Sensei... " the first student with orange skin hesitantly said followed by the second with a single horn in the center of their head saying: "We were curious about the color dyes, and we didn't mean to but um,"
Maijima moved over to the desk and Shouta had good guess what was on it and groaned into his hand "I'm so sorry Aizawa-San, it seems that due to my students actions I'll need to re-dye your entire costume, something that will take all night to dry proper." Maijima apologized, his hand going to cover his face under his mask.
Judging from the small rainbow-colored patch of suit Shouta could see he understood why and just shook his head "I have three spares for this reason Maijima-San, I'll live." Shouta assured knowing Maijima was genuinely upset over what his students had done and left to just go home so he could grade his papers and go to sleep.
But just as he was about to leave when another student came over with some more questions and he dutifully answered them before he quickly left and tried to catch a ride home when his phone decided to just die on him.
Ready to throw in the towel Shouta found a bench and sat with his head in his hands muttering plans to find and destroy whatever celestial being that took such joy in his suffering.
Taking a few more deep breaths Shouta stood up and began the long walk home, and just as fitting for his luck today someone tried to mug him, and he had to spend an hour explaining to the green and eager officer that he was a pro-hero and that he couldn't be arrested for using his quirk to defend himself.
So, by the time he actually got home Shouta just wanted the rest of the world to just leave him alone so he could finish his work and try to get some sleep. He'd deal with all the consequences for ignoring the world tomorrow when he had a shred of patience to deal with it.
He had just collapsed on the couch when there was a soft knock on the door, he actually screamed into one of the couch pillows for a few seconds this time in order to regain some control of himself before he forced himself to his feet and stormed over to the door and yanked it open with a glare.
On the side stood Isamu with a bag of takeout and soft smile on his face, Shouta's irritation melted back to a simmer, and he sighed running a hand through the mess his hair had become "Zashi text you?" Shouta guessed and Isamu nodded with a slight hum before lifting his head.
"Go sit at the table." Isamu ordered and Shouta's body complied automatically, and he sat himself at the dining room table while Isamu laid out the food, Shouta immediately melted just a bit more as he smelt the mouth-watering scent of the food from his favorite restaurant.
The two of them ate in silence and after all of the crap he's been through today it was utter bliss that nothing went wrong other than a missing condiment and he felt boneless in his seat as Isamu cleaned up the mess.
Shouta was about offer to help when Isamu lightly batted his hands away "You're going to bed Shouta." Isamu told him and Shouta was about to protest but Isamu already had all the trash gathered up and tossed it into the garbage bin.
Dusting off his hands Isamu took Shouta by the shoulders and led him to his room "I'll handle grading your papers Shouta, I know how to score to your standards. Just brush your teeth and I'll knock you out for the night." Isamu said gently pushing Shouta toward his bathroom.
"Isamu you don't have to do all that." Shouta protested, just bringing him dinner was more than enough for him, but Isamu scoffed at him "It'll be fine Shouta, just bring me more spring rolls for a couple weeks if it will make you feel better about this. Now go get ready for bed, you're getting six hours of sleep tonight." Isamu insisted poking Shouta's chest.
Shouta sighed knowing better than to argue since Isamu would just use his quirk if he kept protesting and went in to brush his teeth.
Re-entering his bedroom Isamu wasted no time and raised his head "You are going to lay down and sleep peacefully for the next six hours without waking up." Isamu ordered and Shouta's body moved on its own accord and plopping face down and the soft warm feeling of cotton surrounded him as his brain began to shut down in rapid succession, Isamu's distance chuckle ringing in his ears and he felt a hair running through his hair before he finally slipped from consciousness.
Hopefully tomorrow wouldn't be as shitty to him.
Out-take: Ready to throw in the towel Shouta found a bench and sat with his head in his hands muttering plans to find and destroy whatever celestial being that took such joy in his suffering, a sentiment that sent a chill up the spine of a certain fanfiction author in another dimension who brushed it off as their beta-writer messing with her.
My beta gunther made a joke and I couldn't bring myself to fully cut it.( ˙꒳˙ )