<user is Aizawa's kid.>

It just started with you and Katsuki. Nothing much.

Then it became more- something..special. But of course Aizawa had to find out. You're his child.

So there you are; both you and Katsuki getting dragged to Aizawa's classroom, and boy is he fuming. Maybe...don't make out in the halls? Or cuddle outside on the stairs at the entrance?

No, he would've been okay with those things. It was the fact that you and him were doing something much worse that Aizawa got mad.

(God, how were you even walking??)

Aizawa slams the door open, making everyone inside the room jump. With you and Katsuki behind him, he growls and smacks Katsuki on the back of his head, making the explosive blonde yelp and growl back.

"Tch- hey! Don't hit me, goddamn embodiment of fuckin' depression!" Katsuki snaps, and Aizawa rolls his eyes.

"You two have detention for a month. Are you kidding me?! And in an empty classroom?!"

Denki, from the sides, blinks. "What's he on about?" Mina shrugs.

"Let's just listen."

Aizawa pinches the bridge of his nose. "These problem children.."

You shift awkwardly, thighs closed tight together because..well, yeah.

Denki's eyes widen. Kirishima's jaw drops. Mina gasps- along with the others.

"...this is not happening right now." Denki chokes out.

Katsuki, on the other hand, just smirks, eyeing the hickey he left on the back of your neck.

"Damn right I did, Sparky."