Just do it

 "You just gotta <i>do</i> it, Aizawa." Hizashi rolled his eyes. "Go for it. If it happens, it happens."

"Sure," his friend grunted sourly. "And, if it doesn't I'm failure of the year." He shook his head in disgust. 

"Pffft! You'd only be hot goss until the next disaster. Not forever. And imagine if it <i>worked</i>. I mean, she's worth it."

"Yamada -"

"No, man, I'm <i>serious</i>. I've been a good friend about this, but it's been ages and you've never made a move. I like her too, yo, and I'm not gonna wait forever."

"She's not interested in me."

Hizashi snorted loudly. "Yeah, well, you think she wants <i>me</i>?"

"Why try if you think that?"

His hazel eyes misted over for a brief moment as his imagination took over. Then he shrugged. "Because sometimes we're in our own heads."

At this moment the person in question walked into the room and made her way directly to the fridge. She poked her head inside, striped tail lashing lazily at her legs, and uttered a rather unladylike curse.

"Who drank my milk?!"

They watched her partly in amusement but also with the affection of a couple of older men with crushes. Hizashi was the first to shake himself free of his love-induced stupor.

"So... want me to show you how it's done?"

Aizawa snorted. "You? Seriously?"

"Oh, that's it." He got up and brushed off his khakis with a disdainful flap of his hands. "Watch and learn."

"Damn it, if I catch the asshole that's doing this I'm gonna -"

"Hey, babygirl."

"Hizashi?" Startled at his sudden approach and the nickname she almost dropped the cup she held. "Hey."

The blond-haired man swept a practiced hand around, checking his bun for strays and brushing a few back before stepping behind her and leaning down. Their bodies were suddenly so close the warmth was maddening, but they were not quite touching. He placed his hands carefully around her, laying his palms flat on the counter on either side. She became very still but he noticed her breathing grew quicker; her chest rose and fell in harsh little pants that excited him.

Hizashi dropped his voice low and sensual, lips barely an inch away from her furry ear. "<i>I want you in my arms tonight</i>," he hummed seductively.

She didn't move and he tensed in expectation of a slap, thinking he'd pushed things too far for sure. But after awhile Elly's body relaxed and she turned around to face him, sliding her arms around his neck. They stared into each others eyes and he swallowed hard when he felt her fingers ghost across the feathered, lower part of his hair.

"Just tonight? Or more?" She watched him intently.

He shook his head, smiling. "More. You want a loud-mouthed boyfriend, just say yes."

"Perfect," she purred happily. "Yes. What time, handsome?"

"Ten minutes," he answered promptly. Everyone will have gone to bed or be out working by then, and they could slip out unnoticed. "I'll drive us to my place in the city, yeah?" His eyes focused on her flushed face, mouth parted in a smile. Hizashi licked his lips, imagining their first kiss, and decided to press his good luck further by going for it right now. It was brief but electric, causing his heart to beat crazily in his chest and her tail to fluff out in all directions.

"I'll go get ready," she whispered. They parted, her walking back down the hall to change and him stumbling back to the couch.

Hizashi flopped heavily down, his face bright red and his eyes wild. "I... I didn't think that would work. I really didn't think it would <i>work</i>!"

"<i>What the hell</i>!"

"Uh, I'm sorry dude, but, erhm... I'm gonna get laid tonight."

"Understandable," Aizawa said through clenched teeth. 

"Should I just -"

He didn't let him finish. "No. It's her choice, and she clearly wants you." Aizawa squeezed his eye shut tight. "Very, very <i>clearly</i>. Just make sure she knows it's not a one-night stand."

"Already did 'cause I'm not a one-night kinda guy. I'm serious about her."

"Good. Make her happy."

"Hey, boys." Elly walked over to them, radiant in an off-the-shoulder top and flowing skirt. "What're we talking about?"

"Mnn. Stuff that reminded me of something, beautiful. I'll be right back," Hizashi crooned, blowing her a kiss before dashing down the hall. She grinned and sat down to wait.

Aizawa sipped his coffee, staring at the TV in front of him. They sat quietly for a few seconds before he spoke.

"Make sure you use protection," he said in an offhand tone.

Her ears perked, cheeks flushing slightly before she replied. "We're all on quirk-controlled birth control. Is there some reason I need more?" 

Aizawa glanced at her, his expression amused. "I'm not talking about <i>that</i> kind of protection."

"Wh - what?" 

The object of their discussion came bounding back with a triumphant grin on his face.

"Did you get what you needed?"

"Oh yeah." He held up a small plastic container. "This is for <i>you</i>, babe." It was tossed into her hands.

Elly opened the case. Inside were a brand-new pair of custom-fit earplugs. 

Hizashi grinned wickedly at her and wiggled his eyebrows. "Protection," he explained.