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“Izuku!”
Izuku startles from where he’s laying on the couch in the dorm’s lounge. The boy blinks in confusion when he sees no one around, eyebrows furrowing as he looks around to try and see who called his name. He shifts so his legs are hanging off the couch rather than on it, and he tries to see if anyone was hiding or- erm.
Still no one.
Did someone call his name and run? But why would they do that?
Izuku stands up, doing a small stretch and just deciding to head to the kitchen to make some tea. If someone really wanted to get his attention they’d come back.
But as soon as he steps into the kitchen there’s an arm wrapping around his middle and a knife being held up to his throat. He immediately freezes, mind flashing and debating on if he should just grab the knife of of the attacker’s hand but then there’s something telling to stop- that there may be more than one person here and he can’t risk his friend’s lives-
“Hi Izuku~”
Toga.
How did she… Does this mean the League is here too?
Izuku chooses to stay silent, which might not be the best decision seeing as she presses her knife down further and her grip tightens on him. “Are you gonna ignore me? That’s not very nice, Izuku~. You should talk to someone who has a knife to your throat, hm?”
Izuku just fidgets uncomfortably, hands not knowing where to go and just gripping and ungripping at the air with his discomfort.
“Boo. Okaaaaaay~, let’s just start moving then. Take steps forward with me zuku, one! Two! Three!” She says this way too enthusiastically, forcing Izuku to move backwards rather than.. Forward, like she said.
Izuku was not having a great time right now.
She drags him all the way back to the lounge where she backs herself into a corner and giggles, knife not once leaving his neck as she puts them in a position where no one can sneak from behind.
Yet, she was now cornered with him.
...What was the plan here?
Izuku coughs lightly when she suddenly draws blood, and goddamn it her joyful giggle just makes him want to cry.
He can’t even take a simple nap without shit going wrong, it seems.
He just wanted a break. Lord just give him a break.
“Get the knife away from my kid, now.”
Izuku’s eyes flicker up from the floor at the new voice, and his eyes that were starting to water in frustration meet Aizawa’s in which look absolutely pissed in return. But somehow they manage to soften when he looks at him, and go right back to angry when he looks back to Toga.
“I don’t think you have much say in this, silly teacher.” Toga hums happily, laying her cheek onto Izuku’s head and making him shiver. “Look how precious he is, especially when he’s bleeding.. So cute…”
At the mention of blood Izuku is very much reminded of the knife digging into the wound it’s creating, it’s a stinging pain that Izuku is… Honestly used to, at this point, but it honestly makes him angry.
He once again is having to feel hurt and incredibly overwhelmed.
Izuku knows he’s here to be a hero but he really just wants to be Izuku right now.
...Does that even make sense?
He’s tired.
Izuku knows he’ll have to do something stupid if it meant getting out of this sooner, and he honestly doesn’t see Aizawa negotiating with Toga to let him go. So the boy just looks up at his teacher, giving him a warning through his eyes that Aizawa immediately sees and gestures with his hand as to say ‘don’t you dare.’
But I’m tired, Izuku thinks, and he feels like a stubborn child when he lets out a cry and lowers his head, effectively deepening the wound but making Toga move her knife away just a little as to not kill him- she seems utterly confused but fascinated at his movement-
She’s not that confused when he suddenly slams his head back into hers and knocks her the hell out.
Toga collapses onto the floor in a heap, and Izuku just looks up at Aizawa with blood leaking down his neck and tears dropping from his cheeks.
“Shit, kid.” Aizawa breathes out, immediately stepping forward and getting Izuku into his arms and stepping away from Toga on the floor. The man takes bandages from his pocket and quickly wraps Izuku’s neck at to stop the bleeding, all while reassuring the kid that he’s okay. That he wasn’t leaving him.
Aizawa thinks he would’ve been lecturing Izuku by now for doing something so wreckless, but clearly something wasn’t right with the way that the kid was trembling and clinging to his shirt.
Normally something like this wouldn’t affect the kid so easily.
Aizawa takes out his phone after wrapping the wound and calls Nedzu to inform him about the situation while Izuku just leans into him and shakes.
As soon as he’s done with the call he slides his phone back into his pocket and just picks Izuku up into his arms. He lets out a long sigh and leans against the wall with the boy burying his head into his chest.
Yeah, Aizawa was not happy with Toga-Fucking-Himiko right now.
While it seems that it was only her that showed up, she could have definitely just been a distraction.
A not very good distraction considering Nedzu’s security system picked her up the moment she stepped onto the school’s property. Evacuation was held for all students and teachers to head to the nearest safe zone but the problem was however- is that Izuku was taking a nap on the couch, oblivious to the alarm going off.
Aizawa inhales sharply, fuck. If the kid had been sleeping that hard it means he needed it. That or- Toga turned the alarm off in the dorms.
It would explain why a few of his students were missing- they were very likely still in their dorm rooms, oblivious to what’s happening.
Aizawa’s eyes flicker to the door opening to the dorms, relaxing when seeing Snipe along with Midnight in tow. He steps away from the wall, still holding Izuku in a tight grip and walking over to the two.
“Is he okay?” Midnight questions while Snipe walks past them straight to Toga, and Aizawa lets out a sigh.
“No. He wasn’t hurt that badly but I should still get him to recovery girl.” Aizawa says genuinely, walking towards the doors when Midnight gives him the nod to do so.
It’s a safe trip there- and as they find out later on, Toga just wanted to see Izuku.
Fucking Yandere.
She gets away too because the moment she’s taken off campus a portal decides to form under her, most likely taking her back to the league where she’ll no doubt get lectured for what she did.
It was like she was the league’s little sister- crazy fucking little sister. Aizawa thinks, grumbling to himself as he runs a hand through Izuku’s hair.
The boy is laying in one of the beds in recovery girl’s office, Izuku almost getting lectured by Recovery girl if she didn’t also pick up on the way Izuku was currently acting.
He was just. Quiet.
He wouldn’t answer any questions and he refused to let go of Aizawa, like he didn’t want to be left alone. Or felt safer with the adult around.
Either way, Aizawa didn’t plan on leaving the kid alone when he’s as upset as he seems right now. The teacher just holds his student’s hand and keeps his other hand in those curls on his head. Reassurances fall from his mouth as well, keeping his voice quiet and soft.
It seems to help, seeing as Izuku’s eyes finally flicker over to him and he squeezes Aizawa’s hand with a small smile that says ‘thank you’.
“I don’t know what happened to make you so upset, kid. Aside from.. The obvious. But it’s okay to ask for help. I know I can be very… Strict, but if you’re starting to feel like this again you come tell me. I won’t be angry with you, okay?” Aizawa ruffles Izuku’s hair, making his smile just a little bigger and bringing this relief to Aizawa he didn’t know he needed. “I’ll protect you if you need me to, never feel bad for asking for help.”
Izuku nods slowly in response, and while it seems he’s not too eager to start talking right now- him even responding in some way is enough for Aizawa.
“...Also don’t go headbutting someone with a knife to your throat again, kid. You almost gave me a heart attack. I promise I had a plan, put a little trust into me next time, okay? Not that I want there to be a next time, but.” Aizawa lets out this exhausted sigh that makes Izuku breathe out a small laugh, it has Aizawa raising his eyebrow and ruffling the kid’s hair again. “You find amusement in my misery, I see how it is.”
Izuku’s head shakes ‘no’ rapidly, but his now big smile says otherwise.
“Whatever, fucking gremlin.” Aizawa flicks Izuku’s nose, making him huff and stick out his tongue.
Aizawa rolls his eyes fondly, his kid might not be totally okay- but at least this can be a step forward so one day he can be.
And if Izuku actually asks for help when he needs it, that’s so much more than Aizawa could ask for.
// art by me :)
