How Mr. Aizawa Looks At Me When He Can Finally Go To Sleep.

How Mr. Aizawa looks at me when he can finally go to sleep.

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Title: “Sleeping Bag Envy”

Scene: Teachers’ Lounge at U.A. High School. Mr. Aizawa is sprawled out in his signature yellow fluffy sleeping bag, sipping tea lazily. All Might is seated across from him, trying to mask his jealousy. The atmosphere is casual, but there’s an underlying tension over the ridiculous situation.

Aizawa (yawning and stretching within the confines of his sleeping bag):*

“Ahh… Nothing beats a good nap in my yellow fluffy sleeping bag. It’s like being hugged by a cloud, wrapped in pure comfort. You know, All Might, the softness is unparalleled. You wouldn’t understand.”

All Might (struggling to maintain his smile, his fists clenching slightly):

“Oh, I see, Aizawa! Always one to… indulge in the finer things in life, eh?” (laughs awkwardly) “A sleeping bag… that luxurious. Who would’ve thought?”

Aizawa (smirking, obviously enjoying All Might’s discomfort):

“It’s not just any sleeping bag. This baby is made from the finest fibers, meticulously woven for optimal coziness. Look at it. Look at the shine! It’s almost… silky to the touch.” (Aizawa slowly rubs the inside of the bag as if demonstrating) “Ever had anything so soft, All Might?”

All Might (clearly getting flustered, voice raising slightly):

“I—I’ve had many soft things, thank you very much!” (pauses, lowering his voice) “But… never anything quite like that. How much did it cost? Surely, I could afford one too.”

Aizawa (chuckling, eyes half-lidded):

“Ah, but it’s not about the money. It’s about… exclusivity. This is custom-made. You can’t just stroll into a store and pick one up. It’s been tailored… to my exact needs.”

All Might (getting more frustrated, his eyes narrowing):

“Tailored, huh? What, did they measure your… whole body?” (grits his teeth, trying to maintain composure) “Does it come with extra room for all that… attitude of yours?”

Aizawa (laughing softly, unzipping the sleeping bag just a little, showing how spacious it is inside):

“Actually, it does. Plenty of room for… stretching out. You know, after a long day of hero work, it’s nice to just… slide in. The feeling is… unmatched.”

All Might (blushing slightly but trying to hide it, crossing his arms):

“Slide in, huh? Sounds comfortable. Maybe I should try it out. Just, you know, for research purposes. Can’t let one of my fellow heroes have all the luxury!”

Aizawa (raising an eyebrow, giving him a teasing look):

“Research purposes, huh? Sure. You could try it, but I don’t think you’d be able to handle it. It’s… a little too cozy. Wouldn’t want you to get stuck in here.”

All Might (standing up, face red, clearly trying to maintain his pride):

“Stuck?! I— I’m All Might! I can handle anything! Just let me…” (pauses, awkwardly realizing the situation he’s putting himself in) “Besides, how soft could it really be?”

Aizawa (unzipping the sleeping bag all the way, laying it open, smirking):

“Come on then. See for yourself. But be warned… once you’re in, you may never want to leave.”

All Might (staring down at the inviting, plush interior of the bag, suddenly very self-conscious):

“I—I mean, well… maybe… maybe next time. I should really—uh—grade some papers!” (turns to leave quickly, clearly flustered)

Aizawa (closing his eyes with a satisfied grin, calling out after him):

“Sure, All Might. Anytime you want to… slide in, just let me know.”

End scene.

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