Aizawa feeling Hizashi, his husband, grab his hand as they walked into their apartment, he’d gently grab onto to it, too, looking down as his eyes randomly darted to the hair ties on Hizashi’s wrist, raising an eyebrow at the sight. “Since when did you wear those types of hair ties?” He’d ask, knowing Hizashi didn’t use those but a different type. “Oh, those are for (nickname), since their hair is getting longer it really bugs them so I like to keep these on me.” Hizashi would say.