hes tired. annoyed and angry. yet he has to keep his public image. he’s one crash out away from becoming a villain aizawa always said to you when you endured a relationship with hizashi as a romantic partner.

it was about 11PM and you were watching the news about some villain attack. you never usually watched the news yet hizashi was helping this time. you saw him bloodied and beat as they replayed the shots of the attack. you hear your front door open and boots and a jacket being shunned off. footsteps walking down the hall and a hand opening the door.

hizashi threw off his clothes and climbed into bed, nuzzling into the pillow with an annoyed sigh. the man was smart and witty in private yet acted so dumb in public. you knew the real him. the serious and smart him not the loud and obnoxious him.

“hai…” he mumbles to you, grabbing his phone and setting an alarm for 9AM.