The Tsundere and The Insomniac

Make Out and Cry

Shinso sighed as he watched his dad walk up to him and his boyfriend.

"Hey Dad..." He said gloomily.

"Car. It's almost midnight, Zashi and I were worried sick." Aizawa stated, leading the pair to the car.

'we were gone that long?' Shinso thought, getting in next to Bakugo.

When they got to the Aizawa-Yamada household,  the two teens were nearly squished to death by Hizashi. "We told you to be home by ten, Toshi! We were scared to death!"

"I'm sorry, Papa, I guess I lost track of time." Shinso replied weakly. He scared them, he should've paid better attention to the time.

"It's okay Toshi, just... Text us or something next time. We thought you got taken or something." Hizashi smiled softly, his puffy eyes making it clear he was crying moments before they got home.

Shinso nodded and grabbed Bakugo's hand. "We'd better get some sleep, night Dad, night Papa."

"Night kiddo." The married couple replied, Shinso dragging his boyfriend to his room.

"I warned him about loud blondes." Aizawa huffed, crossing his arms.

"Oh, please, if you hated loud blondes so much you wouldn't have married me." Hizashi retorted, Aizawa rolling his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah... Love you, Zashi." Aizawa smiled slightly and kissed his husband's cheek.

Hizashi blushed and smiled, kissing Aizawa's cheek in return. "I love you too, we should go to bed, too." Aizawa nodded and picked his lover up bridal style, walking to their shared room.

Bakugo had Shinso pinned to the wall, continuing to make out with him as their hips grinded against each other.

The blonde pulled away and looked up at Shinso with lust filled eyes, a smirk rested on his lips.

Shinso panted softly, looking at the shorter male with a small smile. "You're good at that."

Bakugo grinned. "Duh, I'm good at everything." He leaned in to nibble on Shinso's neck, leaving dark hickeys.

The tired boy yelped and whined softly, his hands resting on his boyfriend's shoulders.

Shinso blinked, and suddenly he was pinned on the bed, his legs wrapped around Bakugo's waist.

Bakugo slipped a hand under his boyfriend's shirt, looking at him with asking eyes.

"I-I... Babe, c-can we stop here?" Shinso asked in a quiet voice, looking to the side.

Bakugo nodded and got off of him, laying next to him instead. "Of course, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just... What happened... It's taking a while to get over, namely, the... Assault." Shinso said softly.

Bakugo nodded. "That's understandable, you went through hell for years, love, you don't just get over something like that. It takes time to heal."

Shinso nodded as Bakugo pulled him close, Shinso cuddling close to his angry man, hiding his face in his chest.

"I love you, Kit Kat." He said, his voice muffled from hiding his face.

Bakugo chuckled at the nickname. "Love you too, Toshi-sweet." He replied, the two slowly falling asleep. (1:00 a.m.)

Not even four hours later, at 4:12 a.m., Shinso jolted awake from a nightmare, sitting up and gasping for breath as his heart beat pounded in his ears.

Bakugo slowly woke up from the movement, but not fast enough, because Shinso got out of bed and walked to his bathroom, locking the door behind him.

Bakugo eventually got up and knocked on the door. "Toshi, what's wrong?"

On the other side of the wall, Shinso continued to mutilate his body, sobs racking his body.

'can't even stay clean for more than three days, you're pathetic Hitoshi.' he thought as blood dripped from every cut on his body.

Even from the other side, the smell of blood was strong, strong enough for Bakugo to smell it anyway.

Having a good idea as to why it reeked of iron, Bakugo started trying to get in. "Toshi, open the door, or I'll break it down."

Shinso only sighed and finally put the blade back in its hiding place and sat in the tub, his body trembling as blood poured out of him. "N-No K-Kat."

"Toshi, please."

"I-I said n-no."

"Fine, I'll get your dads." Bakugo turned and left to get the before mentioned adults.

Shinso curled up in a ball and sobbed, blood coating the bottom of the tub. 'they're going to be so mad at me.'

Moments later, another knock, a much more frantic one than before. "Hitoshi, open the door." He heard Aizawa say.

Shinso was starting to get lightheaded, but stayed in the tub, he didn't want to get blood on anything.

When Aizawa got no reply, he gave the door a stern kick, and it opened right up, revealing a cut up a bloody Shinso, crying in the tub.

"Oh my god, Hitoshi." Aizawa faltered a moment before rushing in, grabbing the first aid kit to disinfect and bandage his child.

"I'm sorry..." Shinso said weakly, his cuts finally starting to form scabs.

Aizawa nodded and began disinfecting the seemingly thousands of cuts, which was starting to seem like a possibility to Shinso, who winced as his dad swiped the alcohol covered rag over the cuts.

Bakugo stood in the doorway, staring at his partner with a stern, worried look.

Once Shinso was bandaged up, Aizawa carefully picked him up and put him back in bed. Shinso noticed Hizashi wasn't there.

"Where's Papa...?" He asked softly.

"Making coffee. It's almost five in the morning, no point in going back to sleep." Aizawa responded.

Shinso nodded and did grabby hands at Bakugo, who reluctantly went over and sat next to him, playing with his hair.

"Hizashi and I are going to have to talk about a few things later, try and get you the help you need like we should have when we first took you in." Aizawa said.

"Okay... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that much, I promise." Shinso said.

"I know Toshi, I know. You two get some more rest, okay? I'll be back up in a few hours to check on you." Aizawa replied.

The two boys nodded and Bakugo laid down, holding his boyfriend in his arms as the two drifted back to sleep.