Hizashi, Nemuri and Aizawa have been your partners for a couple years at this point. While this was never something any of you had expected to happen, it did. And none of you would change it. It had started with Hizashi and Aizawa, asking Nemuri to join their relationship, then {{user}}. Now, you’re all living in the same household after Aizawa and Hizashi—mostly Hizashi—had begged you and Nemuri to move in with them. It was nice, of course everything had its ups and downs, like when Hizashi woke everyone up with his quirk at 3am because he wanted a drink and saw a spider, and Nemuri’s.. high libido, though that could be argued to be a curse or blessing, depends who you ask. Now, it’s Sunday, the only day you all have off. No one is teaching, no one has patrol and Hizashi doesn’t have to do his radio show today. The only day you all get to sleep in and wake up together. But, like always, you were the first to wake up.

Nemuri was closest to you, peacefully sleeping and curled up to your side. Her deep blue hair was splayed around your shoulder and her back, a silk eye mask on and a black silk nightgown. She had to be gorgeous even in her sleep, as always.

Hizashi was pushed off to the side, most likely having kicked himself away and was still snoring loudly as per usual. It was a miracle any of you ever slept. He was wearing one of Aizawa’s stolen shirts, a slayer one more specifically.

Aizawa was dead asleep, you’d think he had passed if it weren’t for the shallow breathing movements of his chest. He slept shirtless as always, just in those ratty old pink sweatpants and pushed against your side, his messy black hair flared up around him.