Dadzawa rewrite!

Chapter 2

Aizawa's Pov:

I flung off the duvet, jumped out of bed and padded down the hall to Toshi's room.

The wooden floorboards felt like ice underfoot and although I only managed to fall asleep about an hour ago but I was filled with adrenaline. His screams were so full of raw emotion, it felt like someone had stabbed me through the heart with a rusty knife.

When I reached his room I heard violent sobbing from the other side of the door, my heart clenched. My son was in so much pain and I couldn't stand it. I gently knocked as to not startle him and walked inside.

When I saw Hitoshi, I knew this nightmare was much worse than the others.

His sheets were scattered on the floor like he had fallen from the bed and he was backed against the wall. He was visibly shaking and curled up into a tiny ball. In an effort to not draw any attention to himself, he was hiding his face in his arms and you could hear muffled sobs and a slight whimpering.

I hurried over and brought him into my chest, holding him tight, my shirt now soaking with tears as I hold the trembling form of my child. I gently stroke the back of his head as I rock back and forth, whispering reassuring words to him.

"hey, shh it's okay, I'm here, you're okay, you're okay, you're safe, it was just a bad dream Toshi"

After a few, painfully long minutes, Hitoshi's sobs turned into sniffles and he slowly pulled back looking slightly embarrassed.

"Toshi?" I peered at him. "Are you okay?"

He slowly nodded his head, still not looking me in the eyes. He looked more like he was reassuring himself more than anything.

"Are you sure? Do you want to talk ab-" I was instantly cut off by Hitoshi's panicked expression. He hurriedly shook his head and gave me a small, reassuring smile.

Damn, this poor kid needs hug.

I gently pull him into a warm embrace which he slowly melts into, we stay like that on the floor for a bit just enjoying each others company before the church bells chime 5am in the distance.

I gently pull away. "Toshi, you should probably try and sleep" I run my hand through his messy purple hair. "The sun will be up soon, do you think you can do that? Or do you want to come in with me and Pa?"

He looks conflicted for a second before shaking his head.

I frown slightly. "Okay, we're always at the end of the hall if you change your mind..." he needs to know he can trust us with this sort of thing...

He shakily signed 'thanks dad' and I smiled, ruffling his wild, purple hair.

I love it when he feels he can call me that. Usually it's Aizawa, but he occasionally calls me Dad and I love it.

I gently pick him up and carry him to his bed. He may be 16 but he's still my baby...

I place him down gently on the memory foam mattress, pick the sheets up from the floor, shake them slightly and tuck him in nice and snug. I can see in his tear-stained face how drained he is, he wore himself out, poor thing. "goodnight Toshi". As I turn to leave, I feel him grab my sleeve.

I turned to face him and he lowered his gaze, slightly embarrassed. I smiled knowingly and perched on the bed again.

"Did you change your mind?" I asked quietly. He nodded and I offered another reassuring smile.

"That's fine. I'll stay until you fall asleep"

I lay next to him on the bed and he shuffles closer to me. I gently wipe a stray tear from his cheek and lightly run my hand through his hair as his eyelids began to droop shut, he was so tired, bless him.

After a while, I glance down at my son to see him quietly snoring away. He looks so different when he sleeps. All worry lines disappear and he looks like an angel.

I may have only adopted him 4 years ago and Eri recently but I would do anything for my kids, I love them so much. For him to feel safe around me to the point where he can let his guard down means the world to me. I smile at him even though he won't see and gently lean down to kiss his forehead. "Night Toshi, sleep well."

I creep out of Hitoshi's room and slowly turn to look at the sleeping boy, he looks so peaceful, you would never think anything was wrong with him, he's so good at hiding his true emotions, he reminds me of myself when I was that age. I let out a silent sigh and close the door behind me.

I pad noiselessly back to the bedroom and flop onto my side of the bed. I stare at the ceiling for a few seconds before glancing at the alarm clock.
5:23am.
I wriggle under the sheets and snuggle up to Hizashi. I wonder what Hitoshi dreamt about... Not even realising I was zoned out to begin with, I was brought down to earth by a desperate knocking at the door.

Heyo, I'm back!! I'm so so sorry for the wait.. I've been all over the place 😑😑 anyway, I hope to be more active soon! Although, I start college soon so I am still unaware of my timetable 😅😅

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