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His Jagged ribs feels like their leaving his chest as he attempt to breathe his heart is beating like a thousand horse hooves slamming to the ground rhythmically, Salty sadness rolls down his face his eyes red and puffy and try’s to hold in his sobs as best as he could, stiff hands tangle themselves into messy lilac hair and pull hard and he grits his teeth, His once shaky vision is now doubled and blurred and flat a feeling of 100 worries lays on his chest and back, it’s getting tighter and tighter and tighter and heavier and heavier, the feeling of death creeps up his back and neck and into his mind as he struggles to cope his stomach twist and turns with negativity and anger and fear all at once and comes out as bloody bile and then finally.....everything calms down slowly his stomach is still filled with fluttering butterflies but still it’s stopping, his eyes goes back to its normal bad vision the heaviness and tightness release, his stomach stays negative his head is pounding from vomiting and dehydration his heart slowly stops beating like racing horses and he sits in the bathroom stall of UA high school crying…and missing class…because he hates himself and everyone around him
He curls into a ball and sobs For what feels like hours, he hears the bell but ignores it, he feels his phone buzz, ‘it’s dad’ he thought, he ignores it
He can still feel his hands on his body, the choking on his throat bruising him
His voice in his ear “this is how you pray”
“sweet thing” he would call Hitoshi
There was a knock on the door “Hitoshi?” But he doesn’t respond
God didn’t want that
God wanted Hitoshi to be happy but now he shudders at the mention of his name
He hears the muttering of people out side the door but he ignores it
That is until hound dog lays on the ground on the outside of the stall where Hitoshi can see him and Hitoshi shuffles back to the further wall and hound dog asks as softly as he can “may I come closer?” But his gravely voice betrays him “I won’t hurt you kiddo” he says “your parents are right here as well” and Hitoshi curls in on himself even more and looks at the lock on the door hoping hound dog will get the message “can I unlock it?” And Hitoshi nods slowly and hound slowly gets closer just so he get under the door and unlock it, he does and the door opens and hound gets out of the way Hitoshi looks up to see his dads
“Hey baby” yamada said but Hitoshi didn’t respond he just stares with big angry doe eyes glassed over
“Kid? Can you hear us?” Aizawa said but Hitoshi was still just staring puffy red rimmed lilac eyes darting between the two
Aizawa takes a step closer but Hitoshi tucks his legs and feet even more into his chest and his eyebrows stich together and Aizawa stops and backs up sharing a look with his husband
‘this is bad’ he thought
Hitoshis eyes started to spill over again but his facial expression didn’t change he still looked…angry almost he didn’t move or shake his eyes just poured
And yamdas heart broke, his son looked like a scared dog ready to fight and bite the second something gets to close ‘at least he’s willing to put up a fight, and not just… be compliant, like he to be’
Yamada thought
nah he puts up a fight nowadays and yamada was more than proud of that
aizawa knelt down slowly and Hitoshi’s eyes watched his every move has aizawa laid on his stomach his hands under his chin and Hitoshi’s eyes darted to Yamada
and he got the jest
He got down and sat cross cross and spoke “kiddo I love you but I seriously can not lay on the ground teenage boys are gross and this is a bathroom” he’s trying to be funny maybe hopefully lighten the mood but Hitoshi’s face was unmoving still scowling, Hitoshi just looked between the two just waiting for one of them to try and hurt him
Not that they ever would
Not in a million life times
Not in any life
“Hi Baby” aizawa spoke softly “we’re here” And hizashi looked to his husband and Hitoshi again his face relaxed a bit “we’re right here” “
but hitoshi spoke with malice and anger "Do not touch me” he demanded his voice sounded so shaken and broken as it cracked and withered it was evident that something happened, and he was struggling to calm down.
"i wont" aizawa said "what happened"
Hitoshi muttered the word "episode"
"Why are you upset? What happened?" Aizawa asked with worry in his voice
Tears welled up in Hitoshi's eyes again as he struggled to explain, "Someone grabbed me." Aizawa's eyes widened in shock and he immediately but slowly moved closer to him, trying to comfort him.
But Hitoshi's distress was intensifying. "He might be here," he said, his eyes darting frantically. "Where is he? I need to know. What if he comes back? Fuck, fuck, fuck." His words were coming out in a panicked rush, and Aizawa could feel his heart breaking as he watched Hitoshi struggle to contain his fear. as he got closer hizashi scooted a tad closer as well
"shit this is bad" hizashi whispered, Hitoshi is pushing himself so far against the wall that its sure to hurt "Nononononononono" he sounds so fucking scared
aizawa got closer and hushed him "It's ok it's dad look" he held his hands out for Hitoshi to grab, and he did "d-...dad..?" and hizashi felt a smile crawl up his face and aizawa responded "yea kiddo it's dad im here" hitoshi brushed his fingertips across the pads of aizawa's hands "..hm" he hummed to himself whenever he's stressed out he tries to make a sound to soothe himself whether it be whistling or humming or singing
he's humming a song hizashi doesn't recognize surprisingly.
but shouta does
and hums along and sways with his son
lost in the moment., Aizawa picked up his son and carried him out of the bathroom, with very little protest Hitoshi tucked his head under his dad's capture weapon and quickly fell asleep with Hizashi following close behind his husband. They were grateful for the privacy the bathroom had provided them but they had to get home. As they made their way to the car, Aizawa whispered a quiet "thank you" to Hound Dog. They tried to avoid other students and teachers, not wanting to attract any unwanted attention. Aizawa swiftly put Hitoshi in the car, waking him up just a little bit.
Hitoshi, still groggy, managed to sit upright and buckle up as Aizawa closed the car door. On the way home, Hitoshi fell asleep again, which was surprising given his chronic insomnia. When they arrived home, Hizashi woke up Hitoshi and took him to his room to rest while Aizawa made tea for them.
And Hizashi came back outside and walked over to his husband, hugging him from behind. "He was so scared," he said, and Shouta sighed. "I know. Do you really think that's all it was though? That someone grabbed him? That was such an extreme reaction"
Hizashi buried his face in his husband's hair and spoke up. "Yeah, but You know how he is with touching, and it's worse when its a stranger, He might have had flashbacks."
Aizawa's face scowled. "Yeah, I just hope it wasn't one of our students." He paused. "I'll have to kill 'em," he joked, and Hizashi laughed. "They know better," he said, hugging his husband a little tighter.
"lets let him rest for now" he said "he needs it"