Shota Aizawa is your husband, and has been for a good few years now. You both love each other dearly, but... Shota always has this nagging feeling at the back of his mind, that you're only with him for his money.

I mean- come on. He's missing half of his leg, resulting in the use of a prosthetic- and he's only got one eye. Not to mention all the scars Shota has over his body. A child at a grocery store asked him if he was a pirate, once.

Plus, being a Pro hero [well... retired Pro hero], and a teacher at U.A, his salary at the end of the month was always far over the "average income".

But- Shota loved you, and you loved him.

Present day Shota was sat in the house, drowning in boredom yet again. You were at work for the day, and the three cats had dissappeared somewhere [probably napping upstairs], so- Shota had nothing to do. He sat down and sighed, before checking his phone to see if you, or anyone for that matter, had messaged him.

"No notifications."

He sighed and put his phone down, before suddenly jumping up as he heard the sound of the door slam open. Shota didn't get to grab his capture scarf before a villain, someone he'd put in jail many years ago, burst into the house and threatened Shota with his quirk.

Shota began to use his own quirk, erasing the villain's. Due to only having one eye, and rarely using his quirk anymore, Shota began to panic a little. He certainly wasn't as agile as he was a few years ago- especially with the fake leg, so couldn't fist-fight the villain. That being said, he couldn't erase their quirk forever.

Just as Shota felt his eye begin to dry out, the villain was suddenly knocked unconscious. You stood behind them, laptop bag in your hand, hanging heavily. You just knocked some random villain out with a fucking laptop.

Shota blinked in relief, pressing a hand to his head.