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When Shinsou awoke from his not so great night of trying to cope, he knew he fucked up. The first tell tale sign was the immediate pain that radiated deep within his skull. The second tell was that he was hit with a wave of nausea as soon as he tried to sit up, causing the world around him to teater. The third major tell was that he was not home, or at the dorms. Actually he wasn't really sure where he was.
"Oh, good morning!" Midoriya spoke softly but with an enthusiasm he was certain no one should have in the morning. Shinsou let out a small groan as he shifted his hands up to his face, pressing the heels of his palms into his eyes for a moment. "Here" Midoriya explained and suddenly there was something being pressed to his lips. Shinsou opened his mouth and took the pills, swallowing them dry before the other teen could even grab the water bottle. He took a few deep breaths, just trying to calm himself, trying to settle his stomach. "Do you remember what happened? Or recognize where we are?"
"Please stop talking" Shinsou finally huffed out, slowly moving his hands away from his eyes so he could try and take in his surroundings. He vaguely recognized them, but trying to think made his head hurt more. "No and no" he finally responded, shifting to pull his knees up and to hide his face in them, just trying to limit the external stimuli for now.
"Good morning!" A loud booming voice came from the stairs, making Shinsou whimper slightly and curl up tighter. This was it, he must truly be in hell. "Oh! Company! I knew that couldn't be your cooking" Hizashi called out loudly as he finally made it down, observing the two in the kitchen.
"Please make him stop" Shinsou huffed out, trying to cover his ears now.
Aizawa looked over at the pair on the couches, a small smile pulling at his lips. "Nope, think about this as punishment for sneaking out to go drink"
"Sounds like cruel and unusual punishment" Shinsou huffed out as he scrunched up his face.
"Oi! You're the dumb ass who came crawling back to school!" Bakugou shouted out next, being his usual loud self. But he did bring over the plates of food, leaving two portions behind for the teachers. "Also, how the fuck did you two end up together!"
Shinsou groaned loudly, trying to block the raising volumes from his ears.
"Opposites attract~" Hizashi chimed out, knowing the kid did not want their whole life story.
"Fucking eat, eye bags" Bakugou shoved a plate into Shinsou's hands, resuming his seat next to him as he slowly started to eat himself. Cooking was one of the ways he showed he cared, one of the few ways he knew how to at that. He grumbled slightly as he shoved his own food into his mouth, letting the others take a moment and do the same.
Shinsou slowly took a few bites but quickly shoved the plate down and away on the coffee table.
"What the fuck!" Bakugou grabbed it from him so it's contents did not spill. "You fucking allergic or some shit?"
"No… just…" he took a small shaky breath as he tried to fight the wave of nausea, only making his head hurt more. It was going from a dull ache to a sharp stabbing pain, similar to the migraines he got from quirk over use. "Jist fuck off" he finally managed out through clenched teeth.
Aizawa quickly grabbed the can and shoved it in the teens direction, not wanting him to puke on any of their furniture. "Let it out, kid" He grumbled softly. No matter how much he was quickly caring for this kid, he still did not want to clean vomit up.
“And drink lots of fluids! Dehydration will only make it worse” Hizashi added as he sat next to his husband.
“Dehydration will only make it worse. '' Shinsou mocked lightly before hanging his head in the trash can, taking a few deep breaths before feeling a cat jump up on his lap again. He slowly set the can down and instead opted to slouch over the furry critter, burying his face in their soft fluff.
“Feisty~ Hey, wait, not fair! Sushi doesnt even like Eri!” Hizashi gasped out at the betrayal.
“Guess I’m just superior” Shinsou grumbled out softly, all of that rage immediately wilting away. “Soft” he barely whispered out.
Izuku smirked before looking over at Bakugou, quickly reaching up to pet his messy ash blonde hair, “Soft” He teased, laughing lightly as Bakugou smacked his hand away and growled lightly. “Do not fucking treat me like a damn cat Deku!” He jumped over the purple haired teen, quickly chasing his childhood friend around the room.
Aizawa sat back and sipped his coffee, observing them a moment before looking back at Shinsou, letting the two blow off some energy in a non destructive manner. “Time to talk” He stated blankly, eyeing up the teen who was most definitely not in the right space to talk. But the underground hero needed answers, and if it was anything bad, he wanted it done before his youngest woke up. “Why didn’t you go home” he leaned forward as he spoke, narrowing his eyes.
Shinsou looked away from the teacher, just redirecting his attention anywhere but at him, afraid to see that disapproval, afraid of the rejection. "I don't know… I just… I don't know"
"Ok, let's try this again. Why were you drinking?" Aizawa tried to redirect the question.
"I don't know" Shinsou repeated, pulling his arms tightly around himself.
"Kid, I need you to work with me here. Give me something" Aizawa sighed out as he shifted around, trying to not look as threatening, trying to soften his stressed face.
Shinsou stayed silent for a moment, using his trembling hands to pet the illusive cat. "It's just how I am… How I always have been. If something starts going right, I need to mess it up. I hate it" he pulled one of his shaking hands up to rub at his eyes, trying to disperse tears before they fell. "I'm just a messed up kid, OK? Wait shit, I mean I'm just messed up. I mess up. It's better I do it, and chase everyone away before they leave themselves"
Aizawa frowned slightly, just the faintest twitch of his lips downward. "You may have messed up by putting yourself in a dangerous situation, but have you met your class?" He glanced over at the two other teens who were playfully fighting. "They are stubborn, you won't be chasing any of them away that quickly" He slowly put a hand on the teens shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “And I never want you to re-word yourself around me, kid. I know you wouldn’t use your quirk unprompted” He added, wanting to nip that habit in the butt. He had noticed it for a while now, but now that he was spending more time outside of training with him, it was evident it was not an uncommon occurrence.
Shinsou flinched slightly at the touch, but quickly melted into it, just shoving his hands back against the furry cat on his lap. He opted to stay quiet for now, just mulling over the conversation for a moment. He knew logically it was true, but he couldn’t help but to think that way, to fear they would leave him behind, or hate him like so many others have. It didn’t help that he still had a pulsating headache, distracting his thought process.
“Good Mornin!” Both tired individuals looked up at the same time, seeing the young girl come bounding down the stairs. “Oh! More friends?” She asked as she noticed the two other teens, running over to Midoriya with a wide smile. “Zuzu!” She hugged her brother tightly before going to join Aizawa and Hizashi, smiling brightly as she disrupted the conversation.
“Good morning, Eri. Can you please try to keep the volume down? Shinsou here isn’t feeling well” Aizawa informed her gently, watching the kid cover his ears again at the sudden noise. He did feel a little bad, but this was the consequences of his actions.
“There’s more of you? Zuzu?” Bakugou sat back up from their scuffle, huffing slightly as he took in the new information.
“Oh yeah, uh… She is my sister” Midoriya slowly said, sitting up as well as he looked over at her, then to Bakugou, offering a small smile as he watched the pieces click for his friend.
“SISTER!” Bakugou scowled as he looked at the two teachers, then to the green haired boy. “When the fu-” He was cut off from cursing as Izuku smacked him in the chest lightly. He scowled before continuing, “So Mr. Aizawa… your guardian… since WHEN?!”
“Oh uh, he only just adopted me Kacchan, but he has been my legal guardian since last year, after my uh… my mom got upset over my quirk manifestation” Midoriya added, rubbing the back of his neck slightly to help dissipate his nerves.
Bakugou listened to the other before reaching over, messing with his friend's messy hair before getting up, “I need to go make more breakfast for her” He grumbled out, but it was a show of solidarity, under all those anger issues and inability to show emotions properly.
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Eventually, the family all ate and everyone left the living room, giving the purple haired teen space to recover for a bit, now that he had some medicine, food, and lots of water in his system.
He laid back down on the couch, blindly staring up at the shifting ceiling as sleep refused to take hold of him. Everything hurt still, and his limbs felt like lead against his body, but he was safe here. He could relax, but his body didn’t seem to want to agree. So instead he opted to stare, just slowly letting himself be consumed by the dull numbness that threatened to grip at his mind. It was an empty feeling that he was far too used to at this point, not quite dead, but not quite alive either. It was a liminal stasis, much like if you turned on an old tv to the wrong channel. Sure, he was physically there, but everything sort of dulled away, fading into the background as unfocused eyes stared up.
Eventually, Aizawa came to check on his student, knocking slightly on the door frame before entering. He brought more water with him and the next dose of painkillers to help ease the hangover. “Hey, kid, you up?” He offered as he saw the student absently staring but not responding to his entrance. He set the offering down on the coffee table, giving the student a soft shake. He was starting to panic, just a bit, even if it was not a logical response. “Kid?” He repeated, already running through all the worst case scenarios.
Shinsou let out a small hum of acknowledgment, slowly blinking his eyes as he was shaken.
“Don’t scare me like that” Aizawa huffed out slightly, realizing that the kid was not in fact dead, he didn’t drown on his own vomit or anything. “Shit” he added as he regained his composure. He should have been used to seeing a dissociated kid by now, he had to help Midoriya through it a lot, especially when he first took him in, and before he learned to stand up to Bakugou more. It was something he could never fully get used to, especially when he could not pinpoint a specific trigger to help with. He opted to turn on the tv for background noise and sat with the student, not wanting to leave him alone in this state, but also not knowing what would help him the most right now.
They sat like that for a moment before the student's phone let out a few buzzes. The vibrations drawing both their attention to the phone. Shinsou let out a small hum again and lifted the phone up, barely enough to read the messages.
Class 2 AAAAAAAAHHHHH
Pikachu: Hey @ Sleepy_Kitty just wanted to check in on you and the two love birds!
Pikachu: So uh how you feeling? I hope better!
Pikachu: If you need to talk about last night, or anything, we can totally have an impromptu movie night! Or it can just be us if their too much
Pikachu: (ㆁᗜㆁ)
Pikachu: We can totally spend some time just getting distracted!
ExplosionMurder: He is fucking sleeping, dunceface, leave him the fuck alone
Pikachu: THE Shinsou Hitoshi… Sleeping?????!!!??!?
Pikachu: .。 (*´-ω-)ﾉ ﾟ+｡:.ﾟＧｏｏｄ йｉｇнтﾟ.:｡+ﾟ
PinkyPie: I can not believe these lies, someone tell Mr. Aizawa his kid is finally sleeping, it should be a celebration!
BroccBoi: But I’m not sleeping?
Pikachu: WHATTTTTTT
PinkyPie: WAIT
PinkyPie: WAAAIIIITTTT
PinkyPie: YOUR HIS KID
BroccBoi: UH
SharkBoy: Todo-bro is going to be thrilled he got half his theory right!
BroccBoi: Oh no is he onto his theories again
SharkBoy: When isn’t he?
PinkyPie: So sad to hear its not Shinsou though, There goes my 600 yen 🙁
Sonic: What did we say about betting on eachother
PinkyPie: BUT DAAAAAADDDDDD
Pikachu: We all know Mr. Aizawa is dad
PinkyPie: BUT MOOOOOMMMMM
Pikachu: Nope, thats Kacchan
ExplosionMurder: I SWEAR TO ALL MIGHT IM GOING TO KILL YOU WHEN I GET BACK
Pikachu: wait
Pikachu: Mido-bro, help
BroccBoi: Your on your own, F’s in chat
PinkyPie: F
SharkBoy: F
Herestill: F
Arms4Days: F
Sparkletoes: F
Froggy: F
GravTrap: F
SmokeDispensery: F
KatyPerry: I’m not sure why… but F?
Grape: F
MOMo: I thought I was Mom?
Pikachu: GUYS
Pikachu: GUYS PLS
Sleepy_Kitty: RIP
Pikachu: HE LIVES!!!!
Pikachu: Toshi HELP
Pikachu: (o’д’o)
Sleepy_Kitty: sry
PinkyPie: Awe, not even your boyfriend will come to the rescue
Pikachu: NOT DATING
Pikachu: But also pls
Pikachu: My days are limited
Pikachu: I thought we were friends you guys
SmokeDispensery: Sorry, you poked the bear, plus I thought Shinsou was sleeping?
Pikachu: OH YEAH!!!1!!11!
Pikachu: SO SORRY
Sleepy_Kitty: sry
BroccBoi: Kacchan is here do you are safe Denki, calm down
BroccBoi: Are you good @ Sleepy_Kitty ?
ExplosionMurder: WE AINT THAT FAR AWAY DEKU
ExplosionMurder: DONT THINK I WONT FIGHT YOU DURING TRAINING
BroccBoi: F
BroccBoi: Need us to come down Shinsou?
PinkyPie: Cuddle pile?????
SmokeDispensery: I can bring the snacks
SharkBoy: I can bring a weighted blanket and some movies
GravTrap: no fair you guuuuys
GravTrap: You cant call dibs on him already
PinkyPie: Think Denki already did
Pikachu: GUUUUYYYYYSSSSS
ExplosionMurder: SHUT THE FUCK UP
Shinsou set his phone back down after reading for a bit, not really feeling up to any big responses or explanations. He slowly looked over at Aizawa who was still next to him, a small frown forming on his face. “Sorry” he slowly breathed out, noticing how worried the teacher was. Though he still was not fully there, not fully feeling, so his responses were slow and simple.
Aizawa let out a small sigh, pulling out his own phone to open up the muted group chat for his class, reading back a bit. Damn it Izuku, why did he have to tell the class about him being his father.
SleepyCatDad: Students, please respect each other's wishes and privacy. And no one will be killing each other either. Shinsou will be back tonight, but I do insist you give him some space, especially you, Kaminari and Ashido. As I assume you all know what happened last night, I am sure you can understand
BroccBoi: Respect
Pikachu: why meeeee?
PinkyPie: awe fine
Pikachu: Fine, hope you feel better!
Aizawa set his phone away next, slowly standing up himself, “See, I told you they wouldn’t be scared away,” he reminded, watching the teen. “They are all pretty hard to shake off. So try not to worry as much. You can go back tonight once I know you are ok, but… I do want you to talk to Hound Dog tomorrow, and I will take care of the paperwork with not going home, so you do not have to worry… But if you are afraid to go home, or can’t… Please let one of us know” He added slowly.
Shinsou hummed slightly in response, his eyes falling back onto the ceiling as they were before. He just needed some time to work through this. That was all. He would come back eventually, he would bounce back and eventually know joy again, but for now he was doing his best.