𝕾𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖘 | Aizawa x Depressed/Suicidal Reader (COMPLETED)

17: Away

Mic, Midnight and Nezu walked through the halls of ****** Hospital, looking for the room the reception lady had told them that Y/N and Aizawa were in. The three walked in to see Aizawa reading a book and Y/N lying in the hospital beside him. Aizawa looked up the three took note of how his eyes were red and puffy, he had been crying. "Shota... are you ok?" Mic asked softly, placing a hand on his shoulder. Aizawa shook his head and looked down. "Nemuri, Yamada, I need to talk to Aizawa, please wait outside." Nezu instructed. The two of them left the room, leaving Nezu and Aizawa alone.

N- What happened Aizawa? I need you to tell me in full detail.

A- Where do I start?

N- Start with running away from the class.

A- Y/N called me. I answered and heard a loud thump through the phone.

N- Why did you run off and leave your class?

A- I was extremely worried and forgot I was teaching.

N- Continue then.

A- I drove straight back to Y/N's apartment where she was staying and found her lying on the bathroom floor... b-bleeding out...

N- take a deep breath and continue.

A- I wrapped her wrist with bandages and drove her here so the nurses could help her. When I found her, her pulse was so faint, and she looked sickeningly pale.

N- I'm assuming the rest was what you told us in the group chat.

A- Correct.

N- Thank you Aizawa. I'm sorry you had to go through this. When she wakes up, please inform me.

A- Yes sir.

As Nezu left, Nemuri and Mic re-entered the room and pulled up chairs so that they could sit with him. They stayed there with Aizawa for two hours before leaving. He waited for y0u to wake up, the concern of you not waking floating in his mind. He pulled out a book and began to read for a while.

"Sh-Sho....?" You whimpered, immediately catching Aizawa's attention. He stood up from his seat, dropping his book on the ground. You looked at him with soft eyes and he gave you a soft smile, glad to see you awake. You let a few tears fall as you realised what had happened. Aizawa held your hand gently, wiping away his own tears. "I'm so sorry Sho... I didn't mean to..." you murmured even softer than before. "It's ok, please don't strain yourself." He whispered sympathetically, kissing the back of your hand. You tried to sit up, forgetting about you hand and cried out in pain when you pushed on it. Aizawa caught you before anything worse could happen and helped you sit up.

Aizawa had helped you shift over so he could lie with you and comfort you. You had eventually fallen asleep after the doctor had checked up on you. You only wanted to go home; you didn't want to stay in a bright white hospital that smelled like chemicals. Aizawa knew this, but also wanted to make sure you were ok before he left with you. You knew you couldn't stay with Aizawa; you didn't want to keep hurting him.

The doctor came in the next morning, doing a final round of check-ups before prescribing you some dRuGs (Sorry I had too) and clearing you to go home. Aizawa helped you out of the bed and gave you the clothes he had Midnight grab you. He helped you out to the car, being extremely careful of your wrist.

The next few days at home passed quickly, and you were already planning to leave the apartment. You had a small backpack hidden away under the bed with a few of the thing you needed, the rest of the things you needed you didn't have. Soon enough Aizawa had to go back to work and you were finally alone. You were finishing up your plans for when you were going to leave.

'One Last Night' that's what you thought every night, and eventually, that night came. You curled up on the couch with Aizawa, he had no idea of your intentions; to leave him with all the good memories you possibly could. The buttery smell of popcorn drifted around the apartment as you both snacked down on the crunchy snack. He fell into a restful sleep; you knew he wouldn't wake up easily. You walked into your room, picked up the bag and leapt out the window, climbing along the ledge until you reached the old oak that you had used to get out of the apartment so many times. The tree that always bought back memories, both the good and the bad.

Flashback; 1.5 years ago

"Shut up you useless bitch." Your boyfriend yelled, smacking you across the face with force. You fell to the ground, tears stinging your eyes. "I'm going to get another beer. Why don't you be useful and go clean." You ran to the small bedroom and jumped out the window, shuffling along the edge until you reached the tree,

Flashback end.

You climbed down the tree swiftly and ran through the park and into the forest, following a track you had made and used so many times in the past. You walked into the clearing and threw you backpack into the tree where no one would find it. You held onto your phone and wallet and took ka smaller track through the other side of the forest. There was a small convenience store across the road, it had the last few things you needed; bandages, water, small amounts of food and some other first aid stuff. You bought the stuff and left, walking back through the track to the clearing. You climbed up the tree and grabbed you backpack. You placed it down on the soft forest floor and began to shove the newly bought stuff and your wallet in. You leant against the tree and dozed off into a very light sleep.

You awoke to the feeling of your phone buzzing in your pocket and looked at the time; 6:30... and 7 missed calls from Aizawa. You cleared your notifications and stood up, picking up your backpack. You slung it over your shoulder and cautiously began to walk towards the park. You peaked through the trees and saw police cars surrounding the apartment. You turned on your heel and ran through the forest towards the convenience store. You crossed the street and began to walk away from the apartment. You hadn't realised which way you were going until you saw the towering buildings of UA. You froze up at the sight of the students filing in the gate that was only about 60 meters away.

"Y/N-San! Over here!" The tall fluffy, green-haired boy called out. He reached you and you flinched when he put his hand on your shoulder. "Is everything alright?" He asked softly. You nodded and ran off, passing the gate quickly, leaving him standing there, confused. You kept running until you could only walk. You were now almost at the train station. You walked down the steps and bought a ticket. Tokyo seemed far enough; you had a few places where you could hide out for a few days. Your phone began to buzz again, and you surprised by the caller.

Incoming Call: Kyoka Jirou

You answered it;

K: Where are you?

You: What?

K: Where.Are.You?

You: I can't tell you...

K: Well, Mr Aizawa's looking for you and he came straight from YOUR apartment.

You: Kyoka, I'm sorry, I have to go.

K: Y/N WAIT!

You hung up on her and ignored the repeated calls. The train finally reached the station and you walked in and sat down, taking a swig of water from your bottle. You heard a faint yelling and looked out the window. Aizawa was running towards the train. It started to move, and you watched as he looked at you in shock. You bowed your head and let a few tears drop. "running away?" A voice asked. "I know it's not my place to ask, but maybe if you explain, I can help you..." She explained. The girl had dark pink curly hair and tan skin. Her cheeks were dusted with freckles.