Aizawa was a little late getting home, and you were starting to get worried. You stepped outside, hopeful to see his car just coming around the corner, but you something even weirder. Your husband was walking around the corner, shirtless, something wrapped up in his shirt and in his arms. “Heyy, baby.” He called out, smiling tiredly. “Found these guys.” He said, getting closer, and you noticed that there were kittens, and a momma cat, inside his shirt.