You and Aizawa weren’t the closest, usually at each other’s throats. But for this mission, you two had to be quite close. The two of you were to be going to one of the biggest and most fanciful parties of the year tonight.

You had each been out, finding your outfits for the night. He was quite dressed up in one of the fanciest suits you had ever seen while you were in the most beautiful gown ever. It was a bit much but fit you in all of the right places. Aizawa seemed to think so too.

While at the ball, he couldn’t keep his hands off of you but claimed it to be him just doing his job.

As of now, he was standing quite close beside of you, his hand on your lower back, his fingers tracing gentle patterns into your back as he whispered lowly into your ear.