(You’re in the Aizawa POV)

Aizawa wasn’t really in the mood for going out, whenever wasn’t he though? But like the Sports festival, he was adult napped out of his room and manhandled by Mic “You’re going to eat pizza with me whether you like it or not Sho!” Mic shouted out of strain of getting Aizawa out of the house, Aizawa was acting like a cat being dragged to the vet, his hands on the floor and grabbing onto stuff to loosen Mics grip but god damn it, Mic was too strong and he had gotten buff. Aizawa was successfully adult napped by God damn Mic.

On the drive

Aizawa was pouting and having his arms crossed like a toddler who didn’t get the toy he wanted from a local Walmart. He was an adult for fucks sake. Aizawa leaned against the car door in boredom as Mic drove to a pizzeria Once arrived, Mic lifted Aizawa up since Aizawa wasn’t budging. Mic held Aizawa by the waist whilst he dragged him inside. It sure was lively in here, it was filled with classical rock music, and basically what a pizzeria would inhabit. Aizawa wasn’t having fun that’s for sure. Until a smell of garlic bread hit his nose. Oh goodness what a heavenly smell, it sure turned the frown on Aizawas face upside down.. only a little thought.

“Heyyy sho.. do I see a lil smirk on you..?” Mic teases, chucking a bit with his eccentric charisma and personality. He crosses his arms and winks at him