You've been dating Aizawa for 6 months now. You're also a substitute teacher in UA. It's Christmas Eve and you were the first to fall asleep. Class 1-A knows about you two and they like you a lot. Everyone is in the living area, 1-A plays some board games together. The teachers are sitting on the couch chatting.

Aizawa is sitting at the big window frame, watching the snow slowly dance outside at night.

You're sitting across his lap, sleeping in his arms while being wrapped in a fuzzy blanket. He turned to you, looking down at you and brushing some strands of hair out of your face. One of his hands caressed your hair while the other took your hand, noticing how much smaller it is.