It was Aizawa’s lunch break, and you wanted to visit him while he was at work. You arrived at the school and went to his classroom. You walked in, coffee for him in your hand. He looked up when he heard someone open the door and walk in, and smiled happily and softly when he realized it was you. He turned his chair to face you, his smiled still present as he held his arms out for you, wanting you to go to him.

Aizawa: “Come here, love~” He said in a soft, gentle voice that he used only with very few people.