Thread by @schienenloewe

#shinzawa

Here is a short shinzawa drabble which already've been posted here, but now translated into English.

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— How're your eyes, oldman? — Hitoshi husks while gently palpating his neck.

There are going to be bruises for sure. Nasty irony aftertaste from his smashed lip flourishes in his dry mouth. He still can feel a phantom grip of Aizawa's strong fingers on his throat, so it's hard to breathe.

— Bet not as fucked up as your throat, brat,—Aizawa grins. Fuck, it feels like someone put a bunch of red-hot sand in the opened wound. Aizawa pulls a vial he has been craving for from his sach pocket and carefully screws the cap off (shit, it seems like his pinky is knocked out)

He barely holds a moan when cool drops contrasts against his burning raw eyelids. His right eye is swolen. Little fucker hit him with his boot right in the eyebrow — what a bendy piece of shit. One inch more and he could have been left without the eye.

What a bastard he'd noticed and risen. Boy is truly a bag of tricks.

They are laying down both breathless and tired like imps who has been throwing the coal right to the hell's furnace all day long.

Shinsou lies on his back with eyes closed and hisses, letting air out throught his teeth. He wouldn't shut up the whole training trying to bait Shota. He was throwing at him all kind of filthy smut like vexing a furious dog using a bone tied up to a rope.

Taunted him, made jokes on him, bared his teeth, promising he will force him to walk through the UA wearing nothing but cat ears. Called him a caterpillar and threatened to bang him without taking off his sleeping-bag.

Said he would send a picture of Shota's bare buttcheaks blushing with fingerprints to principal Nezu.

Geez, Aizawa's selfcontrol is really something special.