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#sorry but this idea came to me in a storm of I FUCKINGNEED THAT
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Request Wednesday: Tightrope
Present Mic x Aizawa
Aizawa had been with the company for a little over two months now. The others still had no idea how to approach him, the aerial acrobat who wasn’t bubbly and peppy and just falling all over himself to please them.
He was fine with it though. He knew he didn’t need to make friends to succeed in a travelling circus. Only needed himself, his tightrope, and his-
“GOOOOD MORNING!” Hizashi screamed through his megaphone, gathering the troupe around him.
His ringleader…
“Some excellent news for today! Our new aerial acrobat has drawn in nearly twice as many customers for tonight's show!” Hizashi reached out for him and Aizawa shook his head. He wasn’t about to go make a fool of himself just to be praised by Hizashi.
“Well everybody...” Hizashi faltered when Aizawa receded further into the crowd, “Uh - go make me proud! Kick ass tonight!”
Aizawa shook his head and rolled his eyes, “You’re ridiculous. You know bragging about me isn’t going to make them like me any more?”
Hizashi smiled and pulled him behind the bleachers, “I like bragging about you.” He pressed a tender kiss to Aizawa’s lips.
He got lost in it for a minute, almost forgot how they shouldn’t be doing this in public. Not near the troupe when any of them could see. Causing an outcry of favoritism and preferential treatment. That’s all Aizawa needed.
“Stop, ‘Zashi,” he pressed his palm to Hizashi’s chest and pushed him back, looking around to make sure nobody saw.
“Would it be so bad if they saw?” he leaned in closer.
“Yes,” Aizawa pushed him further away and left for his changing room. Maybe he cared about the rest of the troupe a little. Needed on some level for them to like him, so they could at least get along and his strong man didn’t drop him when it came time for the catch.
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