The Tsundere and The Insomniac

Getting Help

"either you take your clothes off, or I'll rip them off!" The blonde snapped, causing Shinso to flinch softly.

"F... fine. In the locker room..." The tired male said softly, looking down as he walked to the boy's locker room, the angry blonde following.

The indigo haired male closed the door behind them, letting out a shaky sigh, trying not to cry.

"Alright, clothes. I need to see the evidence so I can confirm." The blonde snipped.

Shinso only nodded, his body trembling as he began to remove his clothes.

He removed his Blazer and shirt, revealing bruises, cuts, bite marks, whip lashes, and burns.

The blonde's eyes widened as he sow how severe it was.

"I... Uhm... There's more... Under my pants.." the tired male said, now crying freely.

The blonde nodded. "Come on, we're going to see Recovery Girl." He grabbed Shinso by his wrist, causing the tired male to flinch.

"N-No." Shinso tried to pull his wrist away, but Bakugo only tightened his grip, causing the indigo haired male to softly gasp.

"That hurts y'know..." He said softly, Bakugo promptly letting go.

Fuck, that pain.. felt good... Shinso thought.

"Get dressed and get over it, we're getting you the hell out of that house." The blonde snipped.

The tired male only nodded, and began walking with the angry blonde to the nurse's office.

The boys walked in, Bakugo knocking aggressively on the wall to alert Recovery Girl.

She sighed and looked over. "What seems to be the problem, dears?"

Shinso flinched at the word 'dear'. "Be a dear and get me another beer." "Do what you're told and deal with it, or I'll hurt you worse deary."

The memories floated the lilac haired boy's mind, causing him to flinch violently when he felt someone tap his shoulder.

"Mind freak, show her why we're here." Bakugo nearly growled, Shinso's chest growing tight.

The tired boy reluctantly walked over to a bed so he wasn't in front of the door, and began removing his clothes, removing everything but his boxers.

He had more bite marks and scratches on his thighs, hickeys all over his body. The boy was fighting back tears, he was afraid of what could happen.

"Shinso, what the hell are these from?!" He heard a deep, scruff voice say. He looked over and saw a tall, black haired man.

"H-Hey Aizawa Sensei..." Shinso said weakly. Do not throw up, do NOT throw up. The lavender haired male felt sick.

"You better have a damn good explanation as to why you're covered in injuries from head to toe, or so help me I'll commit murder." Aizawa said with a deathly tone, causing Shinso to tense.

"His sperm donor piece of shit's abusing him, and judging on the hickeys and bite marks, more than just physical." The blonde said, tone threatening.

The indigo haired male got tired of fighting and let his tears fall, his eyes squeezed shut as jaw clenched to keep his sobs from being heard.

"Shinso, I know when someone is crying, silently or not. I know what you're going through is hard, so you can let it out shamelessly. If Bakugo says anything I'll suspend him for a month." The tall, black haired man said.

Those words caused Shinso to break, still sitting on the bed, he leaned forward in stuttered movements and covered his mouth with one hand, his body trembling and flinching as he sobs loudly.

It broke both Aizawa and Bakugo's heart to see him like this. Aizawa sighed and pulled out his phone, calling his friend at the station.

Recovery Girl quickly got to work, healing the injuries appropriate for her to, Shinso flinching every time she touched him.

She soon finished, as did Aizawa with his call. "One of my friends from the station are coming down now to ask questions. I'd suggest you sleep until he gets here."

Shinso took the invitation to sleep, laying down and quickly passing out. Bakugo couldn't help but think he looked cute asleep, he was calm.

The officer soon got there, and Aizawa woke up Shinso. The tired male sat up and looked at the officer.

"Good evening, your name is Shinso, right?" The male nodded. "Alright, I'm going to ask you some questions about your father, do you think you can answer them?" The male nodded again.

After answering the questions, Shinso was drop dead tired, physically and emotionally tired from the hellish day.

"Alright, I have the information I need to start an investigation. Shinso, we've decided that you can choose any faculty member that works here to stay with until we get you a permanent home."

Shinso thought about his options. There was his homeroom teacher, Mic, but he was loud. Then there was Vlad, but he seemed hardened by life. And then Aizawa...

"Can I stay with Mr. Aizawa?" He asked hesitantly.