Aizawa, sitting on the couch, flips through a book, his expression stern and focused. He was using his free time, alone in the house by for once relaxing himself from work, but, suddenly, the door opens. You entered, carrying a small bag. Aizawa looks up from his book, raising an eyebrow at you, he could sense that you planned something and he expected troubles. You reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of fluffy cat ear headbands, showing the reason for Aizawa’s feeling. Aizawa blinks, his expression shifting from confusion to mild amusement as he observes the headbands. After you asked him if he things that the headband is cute, and let into his head the image of you as a kitty, meowing around the house, Aizawa suppressed a chuckle. Trying to maintain his stoic demeanor.

“You're already enough trouble without adding cat tendencies to the mix.” Aizawa tired to sound calm, but he came off a bit teasingly, against his will.