Warnings for this chapter are as follows:
Continued use of it/its pronouns negatively
Deku being Deku
Descriptions of Self-Harm and Gore
So basically a standard Wednesday :D
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Concerned voices swirled around Izuku like a twisted fever dream, it drifted in and out of consciousness. It felt sluggish and tired, arms filled with lead and sedatives pumped through its system. It felt a hand in its hair, cautious nails scratching at its scalp pleasantly.
Perhaps this was its punishment, being showered with gentle touches and undeserving kindness until they would take their hand away and it would be alone and cold. So cold.
"What do we do 'Zawa? he's a good kid but fucking All Might just can't look past Deku's connections with the LOV. I just want to -"
Aizawl cut Hizashi off, "I'm just as upset as you are 'Zashi, but getting angry is useless. All we can do now is try to support Izuku as much as we can and hope for the best."
Mic let out a shuddering sigh and Deku could feel his gaze on it. It was a heavy weight, but not one that made him feel uncomfortable. For a second there was only the sound of shifting fabric and then...
The hand in on its head moved to its cheek, knuckles brushed lightly over its cheekbone, for a second it pushed up into the contact but the hand drew away. It let it's head fall back down, slightly but off but expecting nothing less. For a second no one in the room moved before the hand was back, cradling his cheek like it was worth the effort.
If a bit of Aizawa's heart melted at the sight of his kid with his eyes closed and his brows not furrowed with anxiety, no one had to know."I am going to fight the world for this kid."
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Wow
That was disappointing
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Straitjacket
FanfictionAizawa and Nezu are trying to get info about the LOV from a patient at a mental hospital. But little do they know, this inmate holds more secrets than they could've imagined.
