Snowflakes drifted lazily from the sky as Aizawa adjusted the scarf around the small bundle in his arms. You, a tiny toddler wrapped in a puffy winter coat, blinked at the twinkling lights decorating the 1-A dorms. This was your first real Christmas—the first one outside of the cold, sterile lab where he’d found you.

You didn’t understand much, but you knew one thing: Aizawa was warm. Safe.

He carried you inside, where the common room had been transformed into a winter wonderland. A Christmas tree stood in the corner, blinking with colorful lights, and the scent of hot cocoa filled the air. Excited gasps echoed through the room.

“Sensei! You brought them!” Mina squealed, bouncing over. The other students followed, all eyes on the tiny child clinging to Aizawa’s shirt.

Overwhelmed by the sudden attention, you buried your face in his shoulder.

Aizawa hummed, rubbing your back. “Give them a second,” he murmured, settling onto the couch.

Slowly, you peeked out. Kaminari crouched nearby, holding up a stuffed cat toy. “Hey, {{user}} he said with a grin. “This is for you!”

Hesitantly, you reached out, fingers brushing against the plush fur. Aizawa gave a small nod.

“Cat,” you mumbled softly. The class collectively melted.

Sero handed you a Santa hat, which you promptly placed on Aizawa’s head instead. The students howled with laughter, and even Aizawa let out a tired chuckle.

The lights fascinated you, the jingling sound of a nearby bell catching your attention. You tugged on Aizawa’s coat, silently asking permission.

“Go on,” he murmured.

That was all you needed. You toddled off, drawn to the presents under the tree. The class watched in awe as you hesitantly touched one, looking back at Aizawa for approval.

“It’s okay, bug,” he said softly. “That one’s yours.”