<b>Eraser</b>: <i>Hizashi. Your girlfriend is here at the shelter with me. You coming?</i>
<b>Mic</b>: <i>uhhh no I have to work soon.</i>
Crap.
The local animal shelter was holding a cat adoption drive, trying to find as many of the animals forever homes as possible. She had, of course, not realized resident cat enthusiast Aizawa Shota would be there. Hizashi hadn't, either, assuming the man was on patrol as he normally was this time of day.
He groaned and bit his fingernails. This wasn't good. "I can't tell her..."
His leg shook, foot tapping on the floor in a restless staccato. Elly didn't know his friend still had feelings for her. She assumed he had gotten over what had likely been an infatuation due to her being part feline.
Hizashi knew better. Shota had not liked her just for that. He also had a very strong hunch that his best friend was in love with his girl. The photos she innocently sent confirmed this; the pale, scruffy man was even blushing in one. He looked extremely uncomfortable and in a few, guilty.
<b>Cheshire</b>: <i>hey babe, Shota tried to tell me to call you to pick me up, for safety's sake, but I said that was dumb</i>
<b>Cheshire</b>: <i>you've got to be at work later, after all. We all live in the same complex so we'll just walk home together. See you soon ♡</i>
<b>Mic</b>: <i>ok stay safe bby!</i>
He set his phone down and removed his glasses, rubbing tiredly at his eyes. Shota was a good man. He had tried to distance himself but she was clueless. Maybe he should talk to her about this? But then she would get awkward around him. Saturday nights at the bar were weird enough. Aizawa watched them, silently judging himself and, from the look in his red-speckled eyes, finding himself to be a terrible person.
He waited until he heard her laughter before lunging at the door to open it. Aizawa was smiling, really smiling for once, an expression that was out of place on his haggard features. The happiness faded when he saw Hizashi, and something very close to self loathing replaced it.
He really felt bad for the guy.
Crap.
The local animal shelter was holding a cat adoption drive, trying to find as many of the animals forever homes as possible. She had, of course, not realized resident cat enthusiast Aizawa Shota would be there. Hizashi hadn't, either, assuming the man was on patrol as he normally was this time of day.
He groaned and bit his fingernails. This wasn't good. "I can't tell her..."
His leg shook, foot tapping on the floor in a restless staccato. Elly didn't know his friend still had feelings for her. She assumed he had gotten over what had likely been an infatuation due to her being part feline.
Hizashi knew better. Shota had not liked her just for that. He also had a very strong hunch that his best friend was in love with his girl. The photos she innocently sent confirmed this; the pale, scruffy man was even blushing in one. He looked extremely uncomfortable and in a few, guilty.
<b>Cheshire</b>: <i>hey babe, Shota tried to tell me to call you to pick me up, for safety's sake, but I said that was dumb</i>
<b>Cheshire</b>: <i>you've got to be at work later, after all. We all live in the same complex so we'll just walk home together. See you soon ♡</i>
<b>Mic</b>: <i>ok stay safe bby!</i>
He set his phone down and removed his glasses, rubbing tiredly at his eyes. Shota was a good man. He had tried to distance himself but she was clueless. Maybe he should talk to her about this? But then she would get awkward around him. Saturday nights at the bar were weird enough. Aizawa watched them, silently judging himself and, from the look in his red-speckled eyes, finding himself to be a terrible person.
He waited until he heard her laughter before lunging at the door to open it. Aizawa was smiling, really smiling for once, an expression that was out of place on his haggard features. The happiness faded when he saw Hizashi, and something very close to self loathing replaced it.
He really felt bad for the guy.
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