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Chapter 10: scenes from childhood

Scenes from Shinsou's childhood unfolded before them

"Oh no..." Shinsou muttered, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment as he buried his face in his boyfriend's chest.

Kaminari leaned forward eagerly, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. "This is gonna be precious!"

"No, it's gonna be embarrassing," Mailin groaned, hiding her face in her husband's chest as he smirked in amusement.

The scene shifted to Mailin driving in her car, engaged in a conversation over Bluetooth

"So, how was your day, Mitsuki?" Mailin inquired cheerfully.

"You knew my old hag?!" came the incredulous response.

"Of course, we're friends," Mailin replied with a grin.

"Since when?!" Bakugous voice carried a mix of surprise and disbelief.

"I met her when I brought Shinsou to kindergarten," Mailin reminisced, a nostalgic smile tugging at her lips.

"It was okay, even though the little brat couldn't stop complaining! He kept throwing tantrums the whole day!" Mitsuki's voice rang with irritation, though a hint of amusement laced her words. "Masaru is trying to calm him down right now."

Suddenly, a loud explosion reverberated in the background.

"Oh god! Mitsuki, what was that?" Mailin's voice was filled with worry.

"Katsuki. He got his quirk today. He just fired an explosion at his poor father," Mitsuki explained, attempting to stifle her laughter.

"So, he can make explosions?" Mailin's curiosity peaked.

"Yeah, the sweat on him is like nitroglycerin," Mitsuki elaborated.

"Cool, right Hitoshi?" Mailin turned to address her son, only to find he wasn't there.

"SHIT!"

"What? Oh no, Mailin, please don't tell me it happened again?" Mitsuki's tone dripped with sarcasm.

"Pffft no! No! No... yes! Shit!!! Fuck!!" Mailin's expletives filled the air as she hastily turned the car around.

"How do you keep forgetting your son?"

Everyone burst out laughing.

Mailin drove back to retrieve her son.

"Honey, please don't tell daddy!" Mailin's voice was filled with panic as she pleaded with her 5-year-old son.

Shinsou looked up at her, confusion evident on his face, but he nodded with a smile. "Okay, mommy!"

Once more everyone laughed.

Later that afternoon...

"Daddy?" Shinsou piped up.

Aizawa glanced over, his attention caught. "Yes, Hitoshi?"

"Can I have a cookie?" Shinsou's eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Aizawa hesitated, about to refuse, but then his expression changed abruptly. His eyes went blank, and he found himself handing Shinsou a cookie almost automatically.

"Thanks, Daddy!" Shinsou grinned, already munching on the treat.

Aizawa blinked in confusion. "What just happened?!" His voice rang out, bewildered by his own actions.

Shinsou grinned triumphantly.

"Dinner is ready!" Mailin announced as she entered the living room. Immediately, her eyes fell upon her son, who stood by the cookie jar, his expression innocent.

"Shota! We agreed, no cookies before dinner!" Mailin scolded, her hands planted firmly on her hips.

Shota's eyes widened in defense. "I know! I said no, but then I... I don't remember anything for a few seconds, and suddenly he's handing me a cookie!" he explained, frustration evident in his voice.

Mailin's gasp filled the room. "It must be his quirk! Shinsou, what did you do with Daddy?"

The little boy shrugged nonchalantly. "He answered a question, and then I told him to give me a cookie."

Everyone couldn't help but laugh once more.

"Omg you probably got away with so much!" Kaminari laughed as his boyfriend blushed,

Shinsou then got an idea "I still do, you know" he whispered in a husky tone in his boyfriends ear who was blushing now as well.

Kaminari whined "Shinsou!"

Shinsou chuckled and asked, with innocent eyes and still in a husky tone "what babe?"

The screen flickered once more, shifting to a third-person perspective.

A little boy, his purple hair a wild mess, dashed around the room, occasionally tripping over the untied laces of his black shoes. Despite his clumsiness, six-year-old Shinsou exuded an undeniable charm that drew coos from every girl in sight.

He bounded into a room where a woman stood with her back to him, dressed in a breathtakingly beautiful white wedding gown.

Aizawa, wearing a smile filled with love, gazed at her affectionately. "You look so beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off you that day," he murmured.

The room filled with adoring murmurs as Mailin blushed. "Thanks, honey. You looked very handsome in your suit as well," she replied warmly.

"Mommy, you look beautiful!" Shinsou exclaimed in awe as his mother turned to acknowledge him. She smiled at him fondly, soaking in his admiration.

"Mailin, don't move! I still need to do your makeup!" Mitsuki cursed softly under her breath, prompting Mailin to turn back around with an apologetic smile.

Finally, the moment arrived. Mailin walked down the aisle with Shinsou by her side. Aizawa stood at the altar, his eyes misty with emotion as he gazed at his soon-to-be wife with longing and love.

Leading the way were five-year-old Bakugo and Midoriya, serving as flower boys with utmost seriousness.

Tears flowed freely as emotions ran high, and the guests couldn't help but shed tears of joy as they witnessed Mailin and Aizawa exchange loving glances.

Mailin stood before Aizawa, her eyes shimmering with excitement as she awaited his words.

After the customary wedding discourse, it was time for the vows. The priest nodded, signaling for Aizawa to begin.

"Mailin, from the moment I laid eyes on you during our first days at UA, I knew I was captivated by the depth of your beautiful green eyes. Initially, I maintained my usual stoic demeanor, but as time passed, I realized the depth of my feelings for you. You bring light into my life, always there to lift my spirits. Though I may not express it often, my love for you knows no bounds. Words fail to encompass the depth of my affection for you. Today, I am overjoyed to call you my wife," Aizawa declared, his gaze unwavering as he poured his heart out.

Tears welled up in Mailin's eyes, mirroring the sentiment shared by everyone present. "Oh dear, I should have gone first! Now I can't help but cry," Mailin exclaimed, wiping away her tears as a gentle laugh escaped her lips. Gathering her composure, she began her own vows.

"Shota, from the very moment I looked into those mesmerizing black orbs of yours, I knew you were the one for me. My love for you knows no bounds, surpassing all that I've ever known. I may say it often, but it's simply because I cannot contain the depth of my affection for you. From the moment you found the courage to kiss me, I knew I wanted to spend my life with you, to build a family together. And here we are," Mailin spoke, her gaze shifting between Shinsou and Aizawa, a radiant smile adorning her face.

With Shinsou's tender assistance, they exchanged rings and sealed their vows with a passionate kiss, pouring all their love into that one moment.

As they embraced, overwhelmed by the surge of emotions, tears flowed freely from the eyes of everyone present, unable to contain the overwhelming joy of witnessing such a profound declaration of love.