A week passed, and the visitation changed to Wednesdays and Saturdays. They were slowly lessening your time with Aizawa and the others and it was somewhat taking a toll on you.
Rosefield wanted you to be able to ease up to strangers. Letting nurses come in to try and accompany you, but it seemed you always backed away and cried.
You've grown more fragile than expected and you became difficult to convince. You ate very little, and slept even less. You didn't talk much and you barely moved from your bed.
You don't draw or even try to walk around. It was like you were stuck. Stuck inside your own mind.
"Dont trust too much, (Y/n), or you'll get hurt."
Tora's words stuck to you. He might have done a lot of wrong, but every time he's come to talk, he's always making a point. A point that usually helped you.
But now he was directing to trusting Aizawa. That wasn't good. He was technically telling you to not trust Aizawa. But Aizawa hasn't done anything wrong. He hadn't hurt you. He's never let you down.
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As you slept, you shifted to feel a slight pat on your head. You refused to fully wake, actually seeking comfort in that touch, imagining that it was Aizawa.
You let the hand pat your head and you slowly drifted deeper into sleep, unconscious of the eyes that stared at your sleeping figure.
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"What? What do you mean I can't spend a night? You said yes last time!" Aizawa growled over the phone as Rosefield had called to tell him he couldn't even spend the night with you.
"I know, I know... its just... I don't think it will help in her recovery, Aizawa-"Â He hung up right after.
He missed you, its been two weeks and he's only seen three times. He sat on his bed and rested his head in his hands, what did he got you and himself in?
They've been limiting visitation with you and he obviously doesn't like it. He didn't like how they were preventing him from seeing you, his little girl.
If he could, he'd be moping around in his bed, letting the sad feelings take over him for even a moment, but he couldn't; he had work.
He had work and he also had to take care of Shohei.
Aizawa grumbled as he got a notification from UA about the exams. He was about to get a lot busier than he'd like. With the exams and all, he had to make sure his students were to pass all the exams.
He hated getting busy, but if it took his mind off of you, maybe it wasn't so bad.
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"Hold still!-" You thrashed around and cried as they held you down, injecting another unknown drug. "Quit moving!" Your arms and legs were held down by other nurses while two doctors injected different needles onto your shoulders and you cried in pain.
You cried, but no one was there..
"Daddy!" Yougasped, hugging the blanket as you looked around the dark room. You never liked it when it was dark, especially when Aizawa wasn't around to be with you. But he wasn't there with you. He wasn't there to ease you out of your nightmare. No one was there.
The glowing stars stuck to the cceiling, dimly light the room, further showing you that no one was really there for you.
Nights were often sleepless due to you dreaming of Aizawa and often ending up awake only to hear voices. Sometimes you'd cry yourself to sleep, but that was very seldom. You mostly stayed awake though the entire night.
You hated it there. It was driving you insane to the point you'd actually hear Aizawa and other people's voices. It scared you, but you had no one to go to, you were all alone.
No one was going to be there for you.
You hugged the blanket as tears started to fall. "Da-dy." You cried silently. "Da-dy... please..." you shut your eyes tightly as you wished for him to come.
But he never did.
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There were so much papers to check and things to arrange for the exams and after the exams.
It actually took Aizawa's mind off of you for a while. He had to check, grade and finalize them their scores. He had to take note of whoever would fail and whoever had the passing scores. The failing would have extra classes with him once they start summer camp.
Aizawa was busy and that took his mind off of you. He found it as a good thing, because he would be too busy to feel sad or depressed that you weren't there with him.
"Fuck I still have to assign the pairs then the teachers." He typed away on his laptop after finalizing the written exam scores, unaware of his phone buzzing on the table as it was on silent mode.
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"Sorry, sweet." Rosefield said softly. "He's not answering right now... but I'll try to call him again later... he might just be busy."
You frowned looking at the drawing you made of the three cats that you missed dearly. Aizawa always posted your drawings on his bedroom wall, and you were waiting for him that day to show him your new drawing, but it seemed like he was too busy.
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Almost four weeks. Almost four weeks had passed and you haven't seen Aizawa the entity of the fourth week.
You were waiting for him today as it was Saturday and Rosefield promised you that you'd have an entire day with Aizawa.
You held onto your stuffed cat, Aizawa had brought it when you started this torture. You frowned, sitting on the bed, not even minding the cut fruits that were for you.
Why were you there? Because you trusted Aizawa too much? Is that what Tora was saying? Or was it a punishment from what happened before? Because you created destruction and you hurt people?
You waited for Aizawa.
Rosefield told you that he'd come and spent the night with you. That was all you wanted right now. An entire day with your dad.
But it was already afternoon and he still hasn't come. You were slowly losing hope.
"(Y/n)." You didn't want to look around. Your senses were betraying you. You often heard your name being called but there usually was no one there. "(Y/n), honey." No. You didn't want to give in.
"Sweetheart?" Aizawa looked at you in worry, you weren't responding to him. He felt the pang in his chest. He's been so busy that he only got there now, when the day was ending. He felt guilty, seeing you there, ignoring him. "(Y/n)?"
You couldn't take it. You turned to where the voice was and-
You looked utterly shocked, like you've seen a ghost. You turned to him, you couldn't believe it. You didn't want to believe it. Was that really Aizawa? Was that really him?
"Hey honey." He gave you a soft smile. Oh how he's missed you. He got down to your level as you walked towards him.
He could see there was something different. You were slightly different than before. The look in your eyes as you neared him was wary. Aizawa felt like you didn't trust him anymore and it hurt him to see you like this.
Normally, you'd come running into his arms, but this time, you didn't. You even looked cautious in coming close to the man. You stayed silent as you got closer to him. Like you were speechless.
"What's- what's wrong, (Y/n)?" He frowned a bit, seeing you stop right in front of him. Your (y/e/c) eyes wide and almost filled with fear. Your brows were knotted as your eyes examined his face, as if you really couldn't believe he was there.
Aizawa wanted to hit himself for missing two days of visitation because of the preparation of exams and for the summer camp.
"A-Ai-...Ai-za-wa?" Aizawa's hopeful little smile faltered. You were back to calling him 'Aizawa' again, and that hit hard in Aizawa's chest.
Your hand reached over to him, placing it to his soft black long sleeve.
He watched as you almost audibly sighed in relief, happy he was actually real.
real and there.
"I'm right here, (Y/n)." He told you softly as you looked up at his warm eyes. He stopped himself from looking too sad because of you regression to calling him by his name again.
"It's me, honey." You gasped softly and hugged him tightly. He hugged you back, only to feel worse. You were shaking. You've gone thinner and by the looks in your eyes you haven't been sleeping properly.
He hugged you tightly as you slightly cried onto his shoulder. "Sh sh sh, I'm here, baby." He hushed you, rubbing small circles on your back.
"Daddy's here."
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The rest of the afternoon was spent with you by his side. You were practically glued to him the entire time. Your drew cute pictures, Read a few books, watched cat videos on Aizawa's laptop and over all cuddled.
He missed you so much. He couldn't describe it, but there was always something different when you were around. A pleasant warmth and brightness every time you were in the room. A sweet indescribable feeling.
You snuggled into his chest as he hugged you. He hummed his random lullaby and let you fall asleep. He missed nights with you in his arms. He was lonely without you in his bed.
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"Goodnight, (Y/n)." He kissed your forehead as you slept peacefully. He wasn't allowed to spend the night with you, and it was rather frustrating.
As he slowly closed the door, he really couldn't stop staring at you. he sighed and finally closed it. The heavy breath on his chest was released as he leaned against the door to your room.
"I'm sorry you couldn't stay the night, Aizawa." Rosefield muttered, trying to reassure Aizawa.
The man only shot her a glare. "I don't see any progression here... heck I might as well say she's regressing." He clenched his fists as he looked down in anger. "She's calling me Aizawa again... she's thinner and she's-"
"its always like this in the beginning... it would look like regression, but its just the child's denial." She explained to him, but the man shook his head in frustration.
"good night, Rosefield."