"He'll slowly lose interest in you... and one day, he'll forget about you." Tora's words stuck to you as you sat on the bed, staring at the white walls on the hospital.
You didn't want to believe him. You didn't, but he made a point. He always did. Aizawa had left you there and he wasn't visiting as much as he was. Was it just by coincidence that Tora went to visit you, or did he have to do something with the reason why Aizawa left you there? Was it all Aizawa's choice? Or was he also under the control of Akane?
"It's not your fault." Aizawa's words before he left you there stayed to you. Was it really not your fault? Or did he just not want to blame you directly? It made you worry.
Worry that Tora's words were true.
That you shouldn't trust to much. Not even Aizawa.
You big bright eyes fluttered open to the feeling of the early morning sun. You were the first to wake. You sat up and stretched, looking over to see Aizawa with his back facing you.
Within three weeks, you started to doubt your own senses. You began to think things through and worry about things more.
You look leaned on his side and looked at his sleeping face. So soft, so peaceful. You were a child, so you brought your tiny hand out and poked his face, shivering at the sensation of his facial hair.
He stayed asleep.
You began to worry something was wrong. Usually, he was the first to wake up. Was something wrong with Aizawa? Did you do something wrong?
You leaned on him more, examing him and actually interested as to why he had hair in his face. As a child who is still learning, you were curious and wondered if you'd get hair on your face as well. You placed a hand on his face to feel his stubbles, it made you shiver.
You jumped when you heard a small rumble from Aizawa. You looked at him only to see him smiling at you, one eye open.
"You're up early." He muttered, turning to face you. "What are you doing?" He felt your tiny hand on his face.
"H-ha-air." You placed both of you tiny hands on his face and visibly shivered at the sensation, making him chuckle. You were now on top of him, laying on your belly as your curious eyes were on his smiling face.
He seemed happy. So was he not mad at you? Did he not blame you for anything? His once broken arm that was now two bandaged arms filled with your scratches. Wasn't he mad that you practically caused that on him?
You were trying to figure out as to why he made the choice of leaving you in the hospital. Maybe it would give you a reason to not listen to Tora and place your trust on him. If you knew his reason why he left you there, maybe you'd be able to stop worrying, and doubting every movement he made and get back to the days before the incident.
"What? Do you like it?" He snapped you out of your thoughts as his warm smile grew. You didn't know this, but he missed you so much. He loved these little moments with you. It was just so warm and comfortable. You didn't know this, but he was blaming himself for everything that happened.
He wrapped his arms around you and turned to the side so you can lie on the couch. "Go back to sleep, (Y/n)." His dark eyes on you. Those eyes that always gave you assurance. Should you trust those eyes? Or were they a spell like Akane's hands?
"Its still too early." He tried to close your eyes with his hand by slightly brushing over them, but you'd flutter them open, to look at him innocently. You didn't understand why he wanted you to sleep, but you were wide awake, thinking and contemplating over things. Things only your four year old brain could think of.
"Come on, back to sleep." He covered your eyes with his hand, softly chanting the word sleep like it would actually cast a sleeping spell. When he'd remove it, you'd just flutter you pretty eyes open to admire Aizawa's happy smile. It was a pleasant sight to see. A soft sweet smile on the man's face was never boring. It was just wholesome.
You were so precious; so small and cute. He wanted to pinch your chubby cheeks, but that would probably just make you cry and he definitely didn't want that.
"Sleep sleep sleeeeep." He softly giggled as you refused to close you eyes again. He sighed and shook his head, "Suit yourself, (Y/n). Daddy's going back to sleep." He closed his eyes, in which you didn't want because you would be the only one awake.
"No!" You placed your tiny hands on his face. Pushing up his cheeks a bit as he laughs lightly.
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"Its too early." Aizawa playfully whined. "Daddy wants to sleep."
"No."
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Your weekend was spent just at home. Watching movies, playing with the cats, drawing, writing, eating and cuddle while napping together.
It was just fun to be back home.
Fun to go back to 'normal'. Or whatever you can call those days before the Hosu incident as well as the disaster at the hospital.
Even with the weekend being normal and being the way things were before, you still doubted; still constantly thought things through. You weren't sure why, but you were still wary and afraid of any of the people you cared about leaving you; especially Aizawa.
Once Monday rolled up, you weren't sure if you were ready to see the rather loud class once more. Even when they were nice, you still doubted some of them, and with Tora's words in mind- and the fact that he was now living with you three- you became even more wary.
Either way, you four headed to school and met up with the Yamadas.
As usual, you guys were early, so not much students yet, but the staff were almost all there, and they were happy as hell to see you.
Seems that Aizawa had even told Vlad about you and had brought Bucky with him, much to the disliking of Tora, who was not a very dog-loving person- er cat(?)
They all smiled at you warmly, happily greeting you and waving at you. You were used to this, but it seemed Tora was still a bit of an asocial person despite having lots more to say than you.
He'd glare or hiss at them when they'd get close, so most of the teachers just went up to you.
They knew you'd hate to be crowded or have a lot of noise, so they welcomed you as silent and as distant as they could control themselves. Kayama couldn't help but hug you tightly, kissing your chubby face happily. Tora looked in disgust at this.
Everything was suppose to be alright now. You were suppose to ease back to what it was before and actually somewhat enjoy everything, but there was a part of you that just couldn't.
A part of you that just couldn't relax and enjoy. You were doubting, you were wary. You were seeing if you could actually trust them.
Not after the three weeks within that hospital; not after three weeks of isolation, you couldn't help but doubt everyone.
Especially Aizawa.
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"Da-dy!" You called as he was leaving for another class again. The staffed awed at your wholesomeness.
"I have to go to class, Moch- (Y/n) " Aizawa told you as you gripped on his pat leg. You pouted, you didn't like watching him leave, it reminded you of you he left you there in the hospital. It scared you.
"Daddy...S-stay." Your pout grew and the staff just couldn't stop watching the scene play out. Aizawa's been walking in and out of the faculty, leaving you with Tora and the other staff, who you weren't too close to.
Aizawa got down to your height. "Daddy needs to work."
Tora cringed, finding the overwhelming love and affection sickening.
The staff held back any possible inhuman noise they'd make after hearing Aizawa talk in third person. Oh it was just adorable; Well, not for Tora though.
"I need to go to class now."
"C-come!" You gripped on him before he could even get up.
Aizawa sighed, "Fine. Just no take back, alright?" He watched you nod before getting up and grabbing your hand. He turned to look at Tora, who sat by his desk. "You want to join?"
Tora shook his head, a dark glare as he imagine walking into a class of loud and obnoxious students. "No." He muttered. "I'd rather stay here than join you into a war zone filled with b-"
"Alright, alight I get it." Aizawa sighed. You just waved at Tora as you two left the faculty.
That was when the staff who heard Aizawa started to fangirl and make some weird noises out of happiness or excitement.
Tora looked at them weirdly, witrh mixed emotions of confusion and annoyance.
"What's happening?" Yagi asked, walking into the lounge.
Tora's eyes fell onto the scrawny man as he walked into the scene.
Kayama gripped onto Yagi's shirt as she looked so tired yet happy. "Oh my god you just missed the most wholesome scene you'll ever see in your entire life, AllMight!" Said man knotted his brows as he looked around at the weird sight of overexcited, happy teachers.
"What?"
"AllMight?" Tora's eyes grew wide as he hid himself from the man's gaze, not wanting to even be seen by the no.1 hero.
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Aizawa wasn't that bothered in bringing you to his last class before lunch. It was 3-A, a rather quiet class. The only real noise happens when Mirio decides to throw a really good joke during class, but besides that, they were pretty behaved.
"Good morning." Aizawa greeted as you followed, walking behind him. "Today we've got a guest."
"Its little missy!" Mirio smiled widely, abruptly getting up from his chair in the sight of you.
Aizawa gave him a glare, making him apologize and sit back down.
"As I was saying, we've got a guest and her name is (Y/n)." He started. "She just wanted to see what the class was like... so please don't mind her as we have a new topic today." Aizawa looked at you then at the class. "She's very jumpy, so refrain from any sudden movements or loud noises."
The class nodded and went on to start the class. You looked around to find a seat as Aizawa already seemed busy with the notes he was writing on the board.
"You can stay here!" Mirio flashed you a toothy smile. He motioned for you to sit on his lap, but you stood there with a worried look. Should you trust him? Was he good?
"Go ahead." Aizawa told you, giving you a small assuring smile. "Go ahead and sit with Mirio."
You turned back to the boy and just started walking to him. His big smile reminded you of Hoshiko. He too looked like an energetic kid that was talkative. Maybe you can trust him.
You eyes met a timid looking teen. Now he resembled Shohei. From the hair that fell to his face, to the way his eyes silently begged to just go home.
"Hello there!" Mirio giggled, motioning you to sit on his lap.
"You can sit on my lap! I'm alright with it." He told you as you looked from him to Aizawa. Mirio was smiling even more brightly now that cute little you was sitting on him.
However, you decided to turned to the boy beside him, the one that resembled Shohei.
"Oh." Mirio tilted his head in curiosity. "Looks like she like you, Tamaki."
Said boy looked at you shyly as your eyes looked up at him in wonder.
You could see the visible frown on his face. It made you wonder if he didn't like you. So you turned to looked at Mirio, seeing if you did anything wrong.
"Hey, Tamaki! You're gonna make her cry!" Mirio 'whispered' and said teen shrunk in guilt.
Tamaki looked back down at you and shyly waved at you. You gave a small smile and a shy wave as well.
He gestured to his lap in which you both timidly moved and adjusted to each other as class went on.
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The class wasn't so bad. Tamaki just let you sit there while Mirio maybe tried to strike up a one sided conversation you. He did actually try to teach you how to solve some of the math equations- not like you'd get it anyway. He was gentle for a big muscular guy.
"So if you add two to the quotient, what'll you get?" He asked you. Even if you'd probably get it wrong, he just wanted to hear your small voice.
You looked at the many many numbers and symbols. You weren't sure why he was asking you, it was his class not yours. You weren't good at math compared to them, so you decided to blurt out a random number; "F-four."
Mirio thought for a moment then looked at Tamaki in surprise them a bright smile at you. "You're actually right!" He laughed happily.
The class wasn't bad at all. Aizawa let half of the period to be freetime after seeing most of the kids' brain overheating. He knew most of them hated math. And he wasn't that much ot a talkative teacher, he was only substituting for Ectoplasm anyway. So he just let them be for the rest of the period.
He watched how you interacted with Mirio and how most of the class were really happy to have you. It was nice to just watch you, nice to see how you've changed in a span of months.
"Bye sweet-cheeks!" Mirio and the others waved at you.
"B-bye." Tamaki gave a small smile as well as you left the class with Aizawa. You honestly didn't understand anything from Aizawa's lesson. You just sat there with Tamaki and Mirio the entire time. "Hope to see you again!"
You just gave him a small wave before turning to look up at Aizawa. He gave you a small smile as you went to have lunch.
It was nice to have lunch with Shohei and the Yamadas again- plus Tora. It brought back the warmth and comfortable feeling you hadn't felt in a long time. It somewhat pushed back your anxiety and doubt about everyone.
"Are you really just going to eat cup noodles?" Hoshiko complained, staring at Tora in disgust. "All these delicious homemade food that are made by blood sweat and tears, and you decide to pick Cup noodles?"
Tora knotted his brows, returning the disgusted look to Hoshiko. "I wouldn't eat food that has blood, sweat and tears." He cringed at the thought as he slurped up his noodles.
"Its a metaphor dimwit."
"Hoshi." Yamada gave a soft warning at his daughter.
"You should seriously try the food istead of insisting you 'noodle-based diet'" Shohei added.
You pushed your food towards Tora in an attempt to at least try Aizawa's cooking.
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Tora sighed and decided to give in and try it out.
The moment the food got into his mouth, he tried to contain his reaction. He ended up stiffly nodding, hopping he didn't look too satisfied with the food.
"Its good."
"Oh 'its good' bitch it tastes like the gods made it!" Hoshiko exclaimed, only to be scolded by Yamada.
These were the small moments you'd keep in your heart. The fun warm moments of your life.
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"Back from your lunch with your kids, eh?" Snipe teased the two males as you walked in with them. "How is it, Eraser Daddy? Daddy Mic?"
The two men groaned in annoyance. Snipe was always the teasing type, despite serious and intimidating his looks.
"Oh shut the fuck up." Yamada glared at the smug look on Snipe's face.
Vlad and Aizawa hissed at Yamada's language, conscious about the fact that you and Tora was there. Although, it didn't matter as much to Tora since he used a very similar vocabulary.
The doors chimed again, indicating another teacher's arrival.
"And here's Daddy number three." Snipe laughed.
"Number three? Thought I was number 1?" Yagi joked around.
Snipe shook his head along with the other teachers. "Sadly you lost that title since your kid always seems to end up breaking a limb or two."
Tora cringed at the thought. "How is that even possible?" He asked you, but you just shrugged watching thjngs play out.
Yagi nearly chocked as he laughed. "I keep telling him-"
"Oh so you do see Midoriya as your kid?" Kayama cheekily asked, a devilish smile on her face.
Yagi bit his lip, too shy to answer that.
"You're probably even banging his-"
"We have literal children in here." Aizawa warned.
Cementos rolled his eyes. "Says the man with the most said swear words. Hypocrite." Aizawa went red of embarrassment as it seemed to be true.
"Are there children here?" Yagi asked, switching topics. Looking around in genuine curiosity.
"Oh right! You haven't officially met (Y/n)." Kayama smiled as she gestured to you and Tora sitting on Aizawa's desk as the man was organizing his things on the upper closet.
Yagi walked over and waved at you as Aizawa watched, just to be sure nothing bad happens.
Tora looked tense, his gaze switching from you to the tall scrawny man.
"Hello there, young ones." You gave a small shy wave at him as he smiled while Tora stayed tense.
"I'm-" Yagi was interrupted by the falling of books, more specifically, Aizawa's stored books.
They rained on the two pro heroes.
"Fuck that hurt." Yagi muttered, rubbing his head from the books that had hit him before he shielded his head. He held his breath and looked at you in guilt, hoping you didn't hear.
Aizawa glared at the man. "AllMi-"
"Fu-ck." It seemed that everyone tensed up. Eyes slowly turning to your innocent face. In shock, horror or worry, that depended on who you were looking at.
"(Y/n)-"
"Fuck?" You tilted your head, as if asking the meaning of the word you had said.
Tora burst into laughter, the only sound filling the quite tense air.
Aizawa turned to Yagi with a dark glare, almost as if he was ready to put an end to the No.1 hero himself.
"Aizawa-"
"You motherfucker-" He stopped himself as he realized what he had said. They both turned to you once more in fear.
"Mother-"
"(Y/n) don't-"
"-Fucker."
Tora was having the time of his life. "Quick say shit." He said through laughs as Aizawa sent him a glare too.
"Ooohhhh you in trouble." Kayama teased Aizawa, who grew agitated. You might end up saying that.
Aizawa gave you a nervous smile. "Honey, that's not a good word..." He gave you a small smile. "Don't say it, alright?"
"Don't say what?" Nezu walks in and the rest of the teachers go back to working, like nothing had happened.
He looked at Aizawa to Yagi to Tora then to you, giving you a sweet smile.
You smile back at him.
"Motherfucker."