Aizawa Shouta & Yamada Hizashi (not a ship)

S/o's suicide attempt (Aizawa)

Aizawa's phone rang in the middle of gym class, but as he was busy with looking after his students, he didn't answer and turned the sound off.

You had been on sick leave for a while now, for various reasons, but today everything was especially bad. You felt like a stranger in your own body, your hands didn't look or feel like your own and you hadn't spoken a word all day, because your voice didn't sound like your own either. Shouta had been gone in the morning when you had woken up, it was the start of a new school year after all and he had to go put some kids in their place. You just really hoped he would answer the phone, because you really needed him right now.

You could feel yourself getting worse as the hours went by, and by the time it hit two in the afternoon, you were sitting on the living room couch, staring at your hands.

"Whose hands are these?" you could hear someone ask, and even though you could feel your mouth move, you couldn't recognize the voice that came out.

Your head was spinning and you couldn't think straight. You grabbed your phone off the coffee table and wobbled into the bedroom, and started rummaging through the various medications you kept in your nightstand. You just wanted it to stop, you just wanted it all to stop.

When you found the medication you were looking for, you opened the bottle and poured the contents on your hand. They were such small pills, harmless in small doses, beneficial even, but with the amount you were about to take, they were anything but harmless. You downed the whole handful, and washed them down with some water. When you laid down, you placed your phone next to your face and dialed Shouta.

He had just let out the last class of the day, and had picked up his phone just in time to see you calling.

"Hey, I'm sorry I didn't pick up earlier, but I've been busy with the new class and-"

"Shouta..." you sobbed into the phone.

"I'm coming" he said without hesitation.

He had had a pit in his stomach the whole day, ever since he left you in the morning, he had forced himself to ignore it the whole time, but now he regretted it. Luckily though, your house wasn't very far from UA and he got there quite quickly.

He dashed straight up the stairs and into the bedroom. You were laying there, crying on the bed.

He sighed in relief, because you didn't seem to be hurt, but he quickly noticed the empty pill bottle on the floor next to the bed.

"No" he whispered.

He quickly knelt down beside the bed and grabbed the empty medication bottle from the floor.

"How much did you take? How many were in here?" he asked frantically, waving the bottle in your face.

You had a hard time keeping your eyes open. When Shouta talked, it sounded like the voice was coming from somewhere very far away. You managed to lift your hand and put it on his cheek. You brushed his cheek with your thumb before you couldn't hold your hand up anymore. Your eyelids felt so very heavy and you couldn't fight the darkness anymore, so you gave in. You lost consciousness.

As your hand went limp, Aizawa took a deep breath. He was a pro-hero, he was supposed to be able to keep calm in any kind of situation. He grabbed his phone and dialed the emergency number, telling them what you had taken and that you had fallen unconscious.

When you woke up, your head was pounding and you felt like you were about to throw up. You weren't sure where you were, but you were pretty sure you were laying on a bed. You had a hard time getting your eyes open but when you did, you noticed the room you were in was only dimly lit.

You looked around a bit and noticed Shouta was sitting on a chair next to your bed, just staring at you. He looked so relieved, but also like he wanted to punch the nearest wall, his expression quickly changed to a more gentle and worried one though.

"You're awake" he said and grabbed your hand, bringing it to his face and pressing his forehead to your hand.

"I-I'm sorry" you said and looked down, you couldn't look at him, you felt too ashamed.

Your tears were falling on the covers and you were looking at your other hand. What had you done? Why had you done it? You could only really give a satisfactory answer to the first question.

"What were you thinking?" Aizawa asked as he lifted his head, but didn't let go of your hand.

"I don't think I was, not really" you said, still not looking at him.

"Hey, look at me" he said and grabbed your chin gently, trying to turn your head towards him.

You turned your head, and he could just feel his heart break. You looked so hurt and guilt ridden, but above that, you looked tired. How hadn't he noticed the look in your eyes before now? Your eyes had darkened and it looked like there was no light in them anymore. You looked so... hopeless.

"I'm sorry I didn't see this coming, I'm sorry I don't know how to help you" Aizawa said with tears brimming in his eyes.

"You have to know that this isn't your fault or responsibility, it's mine and I'm so sorry to have burdened you with this" you said, wiping away his tears with the sleeve of your shirt. "I love you Shouta"

"I love you too" Aizawa said and kissed your hand. He swore in his head that he would do everything he possibly could for this to never happen again.