𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓪 - (𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕠 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣)

Arroz con huevo (extra)

The quiet of the night filled my room as i sat on my bed. It was fear... fear that whatever was near me, hearing me will take me. I was scared, i was tired, I need to feel safe. The nightmare still lingered on my mind as gems of sweat dripped from my forehead. The blood that spilled on the floor because I couldn't protect them, my friends, my family, my mother. I stood up slowly, grabbing a blanket from the floor. I headed out the door quietly, making sure no one will hear me. It was dark, quiet... i see shadows. Just a hallucination, breathe, breathe. I kept telling myself to breathe. I entered the elevator, pressed the button to the first floor and sat there on the cold tile, thinking and wondering- DING. The doors opened to the living room, slightly dim due to the moonlight entering though the windows. I stood and slowly walked to the kitchen, looking out the window at the white snow the piled against the glass, when I heard clattering. Fear, it here... im scared what do i do. I took a peek of what was inside. "Anai? W-what are you doing? Whats wrong?" I said as i see a crying Anai, cooking something. Tears ran down her cheeks and sobs escaped her mouth as she tried to speak from the scare. "I-im sorry, I couldn't sleep and i-I was scared so a bowl of arroz con huevo always helped. I-i made to much tho and I thought about how like in the chessy movies where one person made to much and everyone would wake up to eat with them because of the same reason, haha. Im sorry i sound so stupid, i just feel so alone, i miss home, im scared Y/N, we're teenagers we are supposed to live our lives without fear but here we are." I hugged Anai, i felt the tears wet my hoodie. I never thought she would feel like that, she's always cheerful and happy. We heard footsteps behind us, we turned around to find Katsuki, Denki, Hanta, Mina, and Iro. "It smelled good so we came to see what it was" Katsuki muttered. "Dont lie Katsuki that you were more scared than any of us" Hanta exclaimed pointing his finger at his chest. Everyone laughed quietly and came to a sigh. Anai served bowls of arroz con huevo as Bakugo planted a small kiss on her cheek and neck, she smiled that her wish came true. A few minutes later came 6, then 7, then the last 4. All of us were in the kitchen eating egg with rice, sharing bottles of soda, laughing at jokes and comforting one another. "What are you all doing here after curfew?" The booming voice of Aizawa-sensei bounced against the kitchen walls. He's stern look softened as he realized why we are all here. Fear was eating him alive as well. I grabbed the bowl Anai served for him and placed it into his hands. "We are all here for a reason sensei... and you are too" I smiled leading him to the counter where plates of ham, cheese, kimchi and other toppings were along with the bottles of soda. We moved the party to the living room, we sat on the rug and the sofas, piling our legs on one another, placing pillows all around us, and blankets to keep us warm. Aizawa began to say stories, we all listened and laughed, we played games, and soon enough one by one we all started to fall asleep. The quiet soon became loud with snores or soft talking. The last awake where me and Hanta. We stood up to go the the kitchen for some leftover hot chocolate. We stole kisses of our chocolate flavored lips, we whispered sweet nothings and kisses on the neck. We ended up dancing in the kitchen, like chessy parents on Christmas eve. I felt safe, in his arms i felt safe. "Hanta" "hm" "I love you" " me too my rosa i love you to the multiverses and back" "haha stop that tickles, the kids will wake up" We gave one last kiss and headed back to the living room. We slid into the coach, trying not to wake upside down Denki up. I placed myself on top of Hanta as he played with my hair. "Goodnight mi amor" "Hasta Mañana my love"

A/N: i had this idea one night and i thought it would be nice to share it with all of you, just know that you guys are not alone and even tho you might feel afraid there is always someone to be there for you to share a bowl of arroz con huevo when the fear is high, you are not alone, never