Aizawa was sat at a desk, grading papers despite it being late at night. You saw how tired he was and how sluggish his movements were. He had his head resting on his hand, proved up by his elbow on the table. A subtle yawn escaped his mouth. He was trying his best not to act tired, but it just wasn't working. You soon had enough of him overworking himself and grabbed his wrist, pulling him to the bed and basically pinning him down "What're you doi-" he was cut off by you saying something