This chapter doesn't really contribute much to the plot, it's just a chapter centring around Aizawa and Yamada. Also, I have never been on a date so I don't know how people feel or what you do, I'm just guessing and going off of what I've read.

*Shota's POV for the last two chapters*

After seeing my class off at the train station, I went back to UA to do some work. All I wanted to do was curl up and sleep, but if I wanted to keep my job, I had to do things. I couldn't help but worry about Izuku. He wouldn't be anywhere near me so I couldn't protect him from Hisashi or comfort him if he had a nightmare. It sounds pathetic, but I was always with Izuku. He rarely slept at other people's houses. Of course, he'd slept at Katsuki's a few times, but other than that, we were always under the same roof. I tried my hardest to reassure myself that Izuku would be fine. As much as I disliked the man, Endeavour was the number 2 hero, if anyone could keep my son safe, I thought it was him.

  "SHOTA!" a familiar voice screeched from across the staff room, making my head snap up from where I was falling asleep. "Tch. Why do you have to be so loud, Hizashi? I'm tired." I whined. Hizashi was the only person who ever heard me speak in such a way. I was usually monotone and serious, but I felt like I could let myself go with Hizashi. I felt like I was free from criticism. I didn't act that way when I was in a relationship with Emi. I did truly love Emi, but we both knew something was missing. There was fuel but no spark. 

"You're always tired, Sho." Hizashi sighed dramatically. I rolled my eyes and laid my head on my desk, I just wanted to sleep. "Please don't sleep yet, Shota, I want to take you out on a date tonight." Hizashi pleaded, "We've both been so preoccupied with work that we haven't been out together for a while.". Hizashi had begun to play with my hand. Taking it into his and fiddling with my fingers. I looked out from underneath my arm to look up at my boyfriend's face. He was looking at me with big, doe eyes that he knew I couldn't resist. I slammed my head back down onto the desk and grumbled under my breath about how Hizashi had no right to look so handsome. "Fine, but nothing too eccentric." I groaned as I lifted my head from the desk. Hizashi beamed at before swooping in and pecking me on my lips. I felt my face heat up drastically at Hizashi's actions. I could never get used to public displays of affection. "HIZASHI!" I shouted in embarrassment. The bastard ran away laughing.

Hizashi didn't specify where we were going on our date. For all I knew, we could have been going to a really fancy restaurant, yet I doubted it since Hizashi knew I didn't like being in big crowds. Despite not knowing where we were going, I decided to try and look as I good as I could. I put my hair up and got dressed in some black jeans and a dress shirt. I was semi-formal. I still kept my scarf around my neck, it was a constant form of comfort for me. Plus, if I encountered any villains I needed some form of weapon. 

I waited in the sitting room of 1A's dorm for half an hour before Hizashi showed up. I had been watching the news, just in case something happened, when Hizashi bounced in. He looked extremely dashing. His long hair flowed gracefully down his back. It was silky and touching it felt like touching silk. Similar to me, Hizashi was dressed semi-formally, wearing a dress shirt and blue jeans. "Shota, you look as breathtaking as usual!" Hizashi complimented me as he whipped a blood-red rose out from behind his back and presented it to me with a bow. Again, the man who I had been friends with for roughly 15 years, somehow managed to make me blush. He was the only one who could make me so flushed. I was really glad that none of my students were around to witness me acting so lovesick. I plucked the rose from Hizashi's fingers and pulled him into a gentle and brief kiss. I could feel Hizashi's lips quirk up against my own before I pulled away. "Thanks." I smiled at him. "No problem, babe." Hizashi winked at me.

We were in the car for an hour before we arrived at Hizashi's date destination. It wasn't anywhere special, in fact, there was no one else around. Hizashi had parked his car in a car park at the bottom of a hill. He got out of the car, prompting me to follow, and ran around to the boot (trunk) to pull out a picnic basket. I raised my eyebrow at his cliche date idea. He chuckled at my expression and help his hand out for me to take. I placed my scared hand in his and let him lead me up the hill.

The sun was setting when we reached the peak of the hill.  The long grass swayed gently in the light wind which brushed across my cheeks. The view of the city lights twinkling made my eyes widen. How had Hizashi found such a beautiful view? "Come sit down Shota." Hizashi called, beckoning me over to sit on a blanket with him. The blanket was a fairly decent size, large enough for us to sit on but small enough that we were close together. I didn't mind that our shoulders were pressed together. Or that if I turned my head, I could see into deep green pools which reflected my own bland black eyes. "This view is really extraordinary, Hizashi," I whispered, looking out over the city beneath us which twinkled like stars in the night sky. "Yeah, I was looking for the perfect spot for this date and came across this hill. Want a sandwich?" Hizashi held out a plate with chicken sandwiches on it, I took one gratefully and began to eat it whilst watching the sunset. 

Hizashi and I spoke about random things for a while. It had been so long since we'd last had the chance to just sit down and talk. We hadn't been on a real date since the start of the school year. "Then Oboro used one of his clouds to cover his junk! The teacher was so pissed!" Hizashi laughed as he reminisced about our days at UA. The specific instance he was talking about happened in our second year. "It was quite funny." I chuckled lightly. I looked up at the sky, admiring how clearly I could see the stars and the moon. It was a full moon that night and I was too busy admiring it to realise that Hizashi was shuffling around nervously beside me. "Umm... Shota. Can I tell you something?" Hizashi whispered nervously. I nodded my head as I turned to look at him in confusion. 

"Ok..." I muttered unsurely. Hizashi was making me really worried with how nervous he was acting. Hizashi fiddled with something behind his back before taking a calming breath and starting to speak. "Shota, I've known you for 15 years and I've loved you for 13 of those years. We dated for a year in high school before breaking up and agreeing to just be friends. Watching you date Emi was impossible for me. I dated other people as well, but it was never the same as when we were together. I was never as happy." Hizashi began to monologue, I didn't interrupt him because I was curious as to where he was going with this. "When we started dating again 3 years ago, I was ecstatic. I finally had you back. I know you may say no, and I'll understand since you might want to wait longer or not want to at all but..." Hizashi pulled me up to a standing position then got onto one knee and pulled out a ring box. I gasped and covered my mouth in shock. Rare tears beaded in my eyes at the sight of my boyfriend kneeling down on one knee in front of me. A silver band glistened in the low light of the stars. "Shota Aizawa. Will you marry me?" Hizashi asked, his voice cracking slightly as he spoke. I was frozen in shock for a second until I bowled him over and wrapped my arms around his waist as tight as I could. "Of course! Yes, I'll marry you!" I cried happily into his chest. Very out of character for me, I must admit. Hizashi laughed happily and pulled me away so that he could slide the silver band onto my finger. I admired it closely. It was rather simplistic, just the way I like it. I looked up and smiled at my fiancè. He returned my smile, beaming so bright he looked like a second sun, before leaning in and capturing my lips in a passionate kiss. 

The next morning, I woke up in my bedroom at the dorms. It took me a second to remember what had happened the previous night. It all came rushing back when I saw the gleaming silver ring on my right hand. "I can't believe I actually got the guts to propose to you." Hizashi's husky morning voice commented from behind me before I felt lips gently kiss the junction between my neck and shoulder. "Yeah, I can't wrap my head around it either," I whispered back, turning around to see the handsome face of my soon to be husband. Hizashi smiled at me before rolling over on top of me and looking down at me with a certain light to his eyes. "My turn." he whispered into my ear. "You're lucky the kids are away." I hissed. 

I didn't leave my bedroom until midday that day. After certain activities, Hizashi and I sat down and just spoke. I loved speaking with Hizashi. We connected in a way that I had never connected with a person before. Eventually, Hizashi had to leave. He left me with a parting kiss which lingered on my lips just long enough for me to want more.

I didn't do much work that day. I was too busy riding on the waves of euphoria I was experiencing. It was hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that I was engaged. I was going to be marrying the man I had loved since my adolescence. I tried to concentrate on my work, phoning all of my student's internships, but I found my mind drifting between calls. I pictured life as Hizashi with my husband. In all honesty, it wouldn't be much different to life with him as my boyfriend, but I'd be able to call him mine indefinitely. "SHOTA!" Nemuri's voice squealed as she ran over to my desk. She had a shit-eating grin on her face and her eyes held that light they usually held when she spoke about me and Hizashi. "Hizashi told me that he proposed to you!" she squealed happily. She threw one of her arms around my shoulder and used the other to force my right arm up into the light. "OMG! It's so pretty! And so you! Not too eccentric but still amazing!" Nemuri shouted. She yanked my arm closer to her face as she admired the ring more closely. I just let her get it out her system, I knew I was going to encounter a similar reaction from Emi, Izuku and Mitsuki. 

It was 10 o'clock at night and I was cuddled into Hizashi's side watching a horror film. In my teen years, I had loved horror films and the fear they inspired, but as an adult, I had seen all sorts of atrocities so they had lost their terror factor. "Is it just me, or is this not nearly as scary as it used to be." Hizashi commented. I nodded and yawned into my hand. "I would have been shitting myself if we watched this when we were younger." I replied tiredly. My vision was getting bleary and I wanted nothing more than to fall asleep in my finacè's arms, but I was jolted from my trance when my phone began to ring. I growled under my breath before answering my phone.

"Hello, is this Shota Aizawa?" A voice asked over the phone. I scrunched my eyebrows together in confusion, I didn't recognise the person's voice. "Yes, this is he." I answered. There was a pause on the other end of the phone before the person spoke again. "This is Hosu General Hospital. Four of your students have been admitted after being caught up with the villain attacks which just happened. We've successfully contacted all of the student's families and it is my understanding that you are the legal guardian of Aizawa-Midoriya Izuku." the more the voice spoke the more concerned I became. "Yes, that is correct. Who else has been admitted into the hospital?" I asked I could feel concern clawing at my stomach. "Iida Tenya, Todoroki Shoto and Bakugo Katsuki."  the voice replied, obviously reading the names off of a list. I nodded my head, not that the woman could see. "Since you are the legal guardian of Aizawa-Midoriya, you are permitted and encouraged to come to the hospital, the doctors suspect he will be allowed to leave tomorrow afternoon.". I thanked the woman and hung up. I sat in shock for a second before standing up to put on my jacket and shoes. "Could you please drive me to Hosu General Hospital?" I asked Zashi. He nodded his head with a confused expression on his face. "I'll explain on the way.".

So, I've done a thing. I mainly just wrote this chapter for that erasermic cult that I have in my comments. This chapter is for you. It's basically fan service. Something I liked was the proposal. 

Sorry about the Instagram things on the picture (not a very well articulated sentence) but we have more fan art! Thank you so much, Claire, for this amazing drawing of Izu in his hero costume. I love it when I can interact with people who like my book so if you draw anything, feel free to send it to me via Instagram. My Instagram is ididntask05.

Usually, I would want to stay positive on this story, but I'm sure you're aware of why it's hard to stay positive at the moment with what is happening in America at the moment and the whole world. First, there was the coronavirus and now the number of POC in America being killed by the police is being recognised and is rising. On Monday George Floyd was needlessly held down by a police officer whilst another three watched on. George was starved of oxygen for 7 minutes and was taken away by paramedics before he died. He told the police officers he couldn't breathe, but they ignored him. George wasn't the only one. Ahmead Arbery was killed whilst out jogging and Breonna Tayler was killed by police officers in her own home. These are just a few of the POC killed by the police. I just wanted to say something with the platform I've been given. If I didn't speak, it would be an injustice. I might be across the pond in England, but it's no less scary and horrific to me. It shouldn't be hard to recognise that we're all human and no human deserves to be killed. I just wanted to say something about the whole... situation.

Also, I've heard stuff about a group of people planning to target people of the LGBTQ+ community throughout June. I just wanted to warn all of you about this. Whether you're part of the community or not, I'd advise to just keep an eye out. I don't want to inspire fear, but I just want you to be aware. I want everyone one of my readers to be safe no matter their race, sexuality, gender identity, religion or something else. 

Anyway, sorry for all of that. I just wanted to say something. I hope you don't mind. Thank you for reading chapter 44. Sorry I dulled the happiness of their engagement with real-life problems. I hope you have a wonderful day wherever you are.