𝙊𝙝, 𝙥𝙤𝙤𝙧 Ａｔｌａｓ

WHEN he died ━ all things sᴏꜰᴛ && BRIGHT && ｂｅａｕｔｉｆｕｌ,

     Would be BURIED along with H I M    ( A C H I L L E S )

Drip too hard, charge it to the card  

Designer to the ground, I can barely spell the names .

Drip too hard, caution on the floor 

“ It’s too quiet.. “

“ A movie ?? “ He questioned as he looked over the DVD case. It didn’t have a cover. Only the words ‘Happy Birthday Allmight’ in black marker. 

Did the boy pirate the video from somewhere ?? That seemed unlikely. But it still made him curious. 

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It’s not until that night he gets to actually watch the curious thing. Somewhat confused, even if he does find himself smiling as he watches the young boy playing in an old, old Allmight onesie. ( How old had HE been when this was filmed ?? His thirties ?? God, he really was getting old.. )

He almost protests at the sheer sight of the gift. But it’s stifled instead with a defeated sigh. 

He’s pleasantly surprised, however. Lifting out the watch with a smile. Leave it to Naomasa to come up with something so practical. 

“ Ah-- How did you know I needed a new watch ?? “ He questioned. Fumbling with it only for a moment before it’s secured snugly on his wrist. “ Thank you, “

He’s brought the excess of sugary treats given to him throughout the day to the dorms to be shared with everyone. -- At least three cakes displayed on the table to pick && choose from. 

He’s not expecting her to show up when she does. -- Perhaps he’s not expecting her to show up at all. && yet. 

She’s called him dad. For the first time in months. That alone is enough to make him smile. 

“ Oh, thank-- you ?? “ She’s gone before he can properly thank her. But eyes drift back to the card on the table. A rather generic birthday card, all things considered. But she cared about him enough to get it for him. Even to seek out Izuku && Katsuki to sign it as well. 

The anxious boy had grown so much since they’d first met in his last year at UA. -- Both physically && mentally. Something that warmed his heart to see. 

“ I certainly H O P E you’d never try getting me something like that !! “ Despite the fact his truck was...Well loved, at best. He was well past the age of ogling fancy cars. 

“ They look delicious either way !! -- Would you rather I wait to read the card ?? “ The offer in hopes to save the young man a little bit of embarrassment. 

“ You made this yourself ?? “ The man questioned as she presented him the cake. ( There’s no way he could even make a dent in it by himself. Maybe he’ll bring it to the dorms to share with the students later. ) 

“ You’re a very talented young lady !! “

When he opened the gift he took a moment to turn the charm over in his hands. Ah. When was the last time he’d had something like this on his phone ?? Memories of the superman key chain he used to own flooding back to him. 

“ Oh, “ the soft sound that leaves his mouth is one of genuine surprise. Aizawa being the last person he expected to say anything. ( How had he even known it was his birthday ?? ) Let alone get him some sort of gift. 

Examining the cake enclosed in a protective plastic box, he looks back up with a faint smile. “ You don’t have to thank me for anything.. “ He trails off. Knowing how annoying it can be to refuse those types of comments. So instead he gives a thoughtful hum.