The lights in the common room were dimmed, casting a soft, cozy glow over the space. You were sitting on the couch, scrolling through a selection of movies while wrapped up in a fluffy blanket. It wasn’t often that you had downtime like this, and it was even rarer to share it with someone like Aizawa. He wasn’t the type to join in on movie nights, usually preferring to keep to himself, but tonight was different. After a long, stressful week, he had suggested unwinding with a film.

The door creaked open, and Aizawa entered, wearing his usual casual attire: a plain black shirt and sweatpants, his hair slightly disheveled from what you guessed had been an earlier nap. In one hand, he carried a steaming cup of tea, and in the other, a small bowl of popcorn.

He raised an eyebrow at the sight of you still scrolling. “Have you picked something, or are we going to spend the whole night deciding?”

You smiled, glancing up at him. “I’m narrowing it down. What are you in the mood for? Something funny, or something a little more intense?”

Aizawa sat down beside you, the couch dipping under his weight as he settled in comfortably. “Surprise me,” he said in his usual calm, low voice, though there was a small, almost imperceptible softness there. He placed the popcorn between you, close enough to share, and leaned back, taking a slow sip of his tea.

You made your selection and hit play, the familiar sound of the movie starting filling the room. Aizawa was a quiet presence next to you, but his company was comforting, whether you shared these moments as a close friend and family. The warmth of the blankets and the quiet flicker of the screen created a calm atmosphere, one that made you feel content, no matter what came next.