Smushed

He sighed as the kids shoved him into the closet. "Really? This is the most illogical game I have ever - " 

"Eraser?" 

He blinked in the darkness. There was something soft pressing against him in the very tight space. "Cheshire?"

"I think I see what they think they're doing now," she huffed under her breath. "I can barely move in here!"

"Agreed." He raised an eyebrow. "Why are you invisible?"

"Um." She coughed lightly. "I wasn't before, but it's necessary now."

"Illogical. Change, please. Then we'll see if we can maneuver around ..."

She gulped hard. "Eraser..."

"Damn it." He trained his glowing gaze on her, his hair aloft as he forced her quirk inactive.

Elly bit her lip as she flickered into sight. Aizawa broke off abruptly, staring stupidly down at the woman stuffed so close that their noses would have touched if she were taller. He should have realized from the soft, warm breath on his neck and the fur of her costume tickling him in other, more remote, areas. Speechless, he opened and then closed his mouth, his eyes dimming as he blinked.

"Told you," she said sheepishly.