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Your POV:

"Shotaaaaaa!!!!"

"Y/N? Why are you yelling?" came the tired voice of my husband from the other room.

"Come ooooon! We're gonna be late for school!" I called back, running around the room and grabbing a few necessary items.

"Oh, yeah, I forgot you were helping me teach today." he grumbled, walking sleepily into the room.

"Yep, sure am!!!" I said, practically buzzing with contained energy.

Shota stared at me for a minute, trying to figure out what was going on.

"Y/N, are you okay?" he asked.

"Well, you know how you told me your class was a handful?" I asked, talking fast "So I decided that I would need some extra energy. I poured myself an extra big cup of coffee..."

"Don't tell me..." he groaned.

"Yep, I accidentally got some of your super strong kind instead of mine and now I can't feel my toes."

"You might need some of that extra energy later. Come on, we'll be late for class if we don't hurry." he said, not bothering to bring a bag on his way out the door.

"Right you are, hubby!"

"If you call me that in front of my students, I'll never let you braid my hair again." he threatened.

"I'll be a good girl, daddy."

"Y/N!!!!"

"What, we're not even there yet!!!"

"How do I put up with you?" he grumbled.

"You know you love me." I started.

"True, but-"

"I know you care! Just shout whenever, and I'll be there! You want my love? You want my heart? And we will never, ever, ever be apaaaart!🎶"

"And now she's singing Justin Bieber..."

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"Class, this is... Mrs. Aizawa. She is going to be helping me teach today." introduced Shota as we stood in front of the class.

"Mr Aizawa is married!?" exclaimed a girl with pink skin and hair.

"Yep, sure is! He's a lucky guy!" I said.

Shota zipped himself up in a yellow sleeping bag and told the class:

"Go ahead and ask her any questions you have. Keep in mind, she has had way too much coffee this morning. I'm going to take a nap."

"Does he do that every lesson?" I asked quietly, gesturing at my hubby's sleeping form.

"Pretty much." responded a boy with spikey red hair.

"Right! Who has questions??" I asked excitedly.

"What's your quirk?" asked a boy with green hair.

"Oh, you must be that problem child Shota has told me so much about!"

He blushed in embarrassment and nodded.

"My quirk is called (idk just think of a random quirk or use one of your OC's quirks). Basically I can (do stuff)." I told them.

The green boy started writing stuff down in a notebook.

"That better not be a Deathnote." I laughed.

He imidiatly started apologizing and explaining that it was a quirk analysis journal.

"So is Shota a good teacher?" I asked curiously.

"..."

"Wait, he's not mean is he??" I gasped.

"No, he's just really strict and... tired I guess." said a girl with a bob haircut "He's either threatening to expell us or taking a nap."

"Yeah, that sounds about right." I sighed. "Any more questions?"

"How did you and Aizawa sensei meet?" asked the girl with pink skin.

"Well, we met doing underground hero work actually." I recalled "When I first saw him, I thought he was lazy and scruffy. Before he told me was a hero, I thought he was homeless." I laughed.

"When did you fall in love?" asked a girl with a black ponytail.

"Well, I first fell in love with him when I saw him with his hair up. After that I forced... uh, I mean asked him to go on a date with me, he said yes, and eventually we got married!"

Some of the girls awed at my story.

"Are you teaching a lesson or telling them about our love life?" asked Shota, emerging from his sleeping bag.

"Oh, good morning, baby!" I said cheerfully.

"What did I tell you about calling me that outside of our house?" he said, pinching the bridge of his nose in exasperation as the class giggled.

"Class dismissed!" I informed the students.

They stood up and started talking amongst themselves.

"This is why you're not a teacher." he told me grumpily.

"Yeah and they told me all about how you're an amazing teacher." I said, rolling my eyes.

I noticed a group of girls lingering nearby, glancing at me from time to time. I walked confidently up to them and asked:

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Um, we were wondering if you had any pictures of Aizawa sensei with his hair up, kero." said a girl with long green hair.

"Of course!" I laughed, pulling out my phone.

"Here's him with his hair in braids, here's him with pigtails, and my personal favorite... The man bun!"

"I can see why you fell in love after he put his up." said the girl with pink hair, Ashido I think?

"Y/N. What are you doing?" asked Shota sternly.

"Nothing." I replied hastily as the girls giggled.

"Everyone, time to head outside! We have hero training." he told the class.

The kids filed out of the classroom, grabbing the suitcases, containing their hero costumes as they did so.

I followed them outside and waited with Shota while they got changed.

"I forgot how boring your hero costume is." I told my husband, as his students walked out wearing a variety of colorful and creative suites.

"I didn't design it to be stylish. Anyway..." he turned towards the kids "Get into groups of two and spar or something."

Thet did as they were told and got into pairs. There wasn't very much to do except watch and give advice from time to time as they fought each other.

"DIEEE!!!"

I turned in time to see a boy with spikey blonde hair send a huge explosion towards the problem child.

The green boy managed to dodge using his super strength quirk. That only seemed to agrivate the boy more. He shouted and attacked, cursing all the while.

"You weren't kidding when you said they were a handful..." I muttered.

Should I intervene? That nerd might get killed if I don't do something...

I turned to my husband only to see him not paying attention whatsoever. I guess this was normal then...

I decided to focus on frog girl's and french boy's match instead.

"His quirk is focused on long distance fighting, so you'll want to get as close as possible and try to immobilize him with your tongue." I advised the girl with green hair.

She did that and managed to get behind him, wrapping her long tongue around him. He shot a few lazers but they went straight forward and completely missed her.

"Great job!" I cheered.

"Thank you, kero."

"Oui, that match was sparkling, Mon Ami!" said the boy.

I wonder if he actually speaks Croissant or if he just knows those words...

I nodded and went to watch a different match.

Soon the school day was over and not a second too soon. The effects of the coffee had worn off and I was absolutely exhausted.

So was Shota, but I don't see how that's possible, seeing as he was sleeping all day.

We trudged home and plopped onto the bed as soon as we arrived.

"How do you do it?" I asked, voice muffled by the pillow I had buried my face in.

"With a lot of coffee." he answered.

"Can we cuddle?" I begged.

"No."

"Pretty please??? You make a really good big spoon." I said.

"Fine..."

"Yay!"

I curled up in front of him and he wrapped his arms around me. My eyelids drooped and I snuggled into the blankets.

"I love you." I whispered, beginning to drift off.

"I love you too."

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A/n

Just got back from the hike! It was really hard but I did it... WITH THE POWER OF YOUTH!!!

Hope you're having a magical day/afternoon/night/morning/evening!

~Nomi