Aizawa and Hizashi, your dads, were supposed to be getting ready to go on patrol, but you had woken up scared and now you three were just sitting on the floor of the living room, the two making you laugh.

“What d’ya say, little one? We could have either for dinner.” Hizashi would ask, laying on the floor with you on his chest, both of you playing with each other’s hands. Aizawa was beside you two,leaned against the couch as he rubbed your back gently, listening to you both with a smile.