June 14th - EraserMic (MHA)

                                    

                                          
(HEADER IMAGE NOT MINE, CREDIT TO ORIGINAL OWNER)
This chapter will probably be quick since I need to write todays chapter AND finish up my school work... Anyway, bear with me on this...
~A
3rd person
Aizawa stood in front of the class, trying his best not to fall asleep, encouraged by the fact school was almost over and he could go to bed as soon as he got home, as long as Mic wasn't obnoxious. 
Finally, the final bell rang and everyone filed out, leaving the tired teacher alone. Yawning, he walked towards the door but an outstretched arm blocked his way, "Mic, what are you doing," Shota groaned, pushing the arm out of the way and entering into the hallway. 
Present Mic stood on one side of the door, grinning as usual, "Thought we could walk together?"
"It's not my fault your car won't work and you don't feel like walking home."
The blond sighed, "how do you always know? It's unnatural."
"Unlike you, I actually pay attention," the black haired pro began walking down to the parking lot and the other rushed after him. 
"At least I can actually stay awake."
"This is stupid, i'll take you home if you shut up."
Hizashi beamed, "I knew you loved me."
"That's a stretch."
"Oh come on, how many years have we been married?"
"Two incredibly long, exhausting years."
The two reached the car and Eraserhead opened the trunk, setting down the bag full of ungraded tests.
Yamada replied, "Exactly, anyway, whats for dinner? I'm starving."
"You sound like a little kid," Aizawa said, opening the door for his husband.
Sticking out his tongue, Mic sat down and Shota closed the door, walking over to the drivers side and sitting down. 
The blond turned on the radio, finding the station he wanted before cranking up the music as they drove home. 
They drove without talking to each other, Hizashi sang along to the songs while the other focused on the road. 
When they got home, the black haired pro unlocked the door and took off his shoes, setting them off to the side before walking to the kitchen to start dinner. 
After a half an hour, the meal was prepared and Shota placed some on two plates, setting them on either end of the small table. 
"I smell food," called Yamada, walking into the kitchen and giving his husband a quick kiss on the mouth before going to wash his hands. 
"You're so lucky I love you," mumbled Aizawa.
"What was that," Mic asked, and without even looking up, Shota could tell he was grinning. 
"I said you're on dish duty tonight."
"Uh huh."
"Shut up."
"I love you too."
~The End~
That actually wasn't as short as I thought. Anyway, I may not posted todays chapter until tomorrow (it's an early release so i'll have plenty of time to write) since i'm so busy with work. 
Anyway, hope yall enjoyed...
~A