[With no Mic to be loud in person, Toshinori is able to get the rest of his nap in successfully. Mostly, anyway; it's a burst of coughing that wakes him up, and the copper taste in his mouth is not nearly as bothersome as how just coughing hurts his, well, everything.
More than a few English swears drift out of the bedroom, not especially passionate, just grudging. Absolute shit, and he'd try a little harder to keep his coughing quiet if he knew Aizawa was already back, so that's... a fun bonus...
It's another minute or so before he ambles out into the living room and lies down on the couch without any fuss, reaching out to wrap his arm around Aizawa's shoulders from behind. Hello, dearest.]
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More than a few English swears drift out of the bedroom, not especially passionate, just grudging. Absolute shit, and he'd try a little harder to keep his coughing quiet if he knew Aizawa was already back, so that's... a fun bonus...
It's another minute or so before he ambles out into the living room and lies down on the couch without any fuss, reaching out to wrap his arm around Aizawa's shoulders from behind. Hello, dearest.]