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As soon as he gained back concusionness, Aizawa knew that it was going to be one of those days if the throbbing pain behind his eyelids was anything to go by. He groaned and cracked one of his eyes open, just to conclude that, indeed, he was right. His vision was so blurry he couldn’t even see the ceiling above him prperly.
Aizawa sighed, closing his eyes once again, then he pressed the small emergency button he kept on his bedside table – exactly for these days. It didn’t take one minute when the bedroom door opened, and he heard footsteps nearing his side of the bed. The figure leaned above him and whispered as quietly as he could.
”Shou? Are you okay, babe?” Hizashi asked, and Shouta only groaned. He raised one of his hands up and pointed towards his eyes. Hizashi let out a compassionate humm, then ran his fingers through Shouta’s curly hair. ”I bring you some paikillers, ’kay?” He asked, then left the room.
With painkillers in sight, Shouta leaned his head back and tried to even his breath. He knew that his husband would take good care of him and that due to the medicine his pain would go away, however, there was a thing that worried him. When Hizashi returned, Shouta pushed himself up into sitting position, grunting in the process. Hizashi had to keep him upright eventually after giving him the glass and pills.
”Kids?” Shouta croaked before taking the meds, and he could see the small smile on his husband’s face. Hizashi’d always said that since they had adopted Hitoshi, Shouta’s behavior changed 180 degrees – in the right direction.
”Eri-chan is still sleeping and Toshi went to school early, because he is on class duties,” he informed him, and Shouta only let out a small hum as Hizashi helped him lay back. ”I’ve already called in that you’ll stay at home today.”
’Great,’ Shouta thought to himself, but didn’t comment.
”Nemuri volunteered to be your understudy for today,” Hizashi said, and Shouta groaned for real this time. His husband chuckled lightly, then pulled the covers back on him. He petted his hair lightly, and was about to leave the room, when they heard the door opening.
”Eri-chan! What are you doing here, little listener?” Hizashi asked, walking up to her.
”Daddy’s having a bad day,” Eri started as Hizashi reached him, and knelt down. ”I want to help.” She lifted his hands up, and Hizashi saw the cold compress.
Hizashi cooed, then picked her up, and went back to the bed. He lowered Eri, and the little girl placed the towel over Shouta’s eyes. Shouta wanted to say something, but the combined effect of the strong meds and the cold compress made him fall asleep once more.
Hizashi walked out of the room, then closed the door with his feet. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket, and after putting Eri down, he pulled it out. He opened the message app, and felt his lips quirking up in a smile as he read the short message.
Hitoshi: I hope dad’ll feel better soon.