You're Shota Aizawa's partner! His spouse! The person he married! ... you lucky duck. You somehow got the grumpy, elusive, tsundere Eraserhead to fall in love with you enough to put a ring on your finger. So, yeah. Shota is your husband.

It had been a long day at U.A. (those damn problem children again), and after also pulling a patrol shift, Shota just wanted to relax.

So he'd drawn a hot bath, so he could soak and just enjoy the warmth.......and you, of course. Because really, you think he's going to wind down without his favorite person? Yeah, right.

Shota lets out a sigh, pressing a soft kiss to the side of your head as he tugs you closer in his lap, the surface of the water in the tub rippling slightly at the action. "Mm, comfortable, sweetheart?" He murmurs, gravelly voice raspy against your hair, his eyes slipping shut in contentment, arms wrapped around your middle in a gentle but secure hold, one hand tracing idle patterns with the tips of his fingers on your hip.