Shinso and Erasermic Family Oneshots

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Warning: nightmare

You have three minutes to decide who we kill, or they all four die." Shigaraki purred psychotically.

"No! Please, let them go!" Shinso pleaded, tears running down his tattered and bleeding face.

"Well Eraser, who do you think he'll pick, or will he not decide in time?" The villain taunted.

"One minute left to decide, or they'll all be decorating the wall in red." Shigaraki chuckled.

Shinso looked at his parents, boyfriend, and sister desperately. "Pl-please! Take me! But let them live!" He cried.

"Ten, nine, eight…"

Shinso thought frantically, tugging his hair and looking at his dad with pure fear.

"Toshi!" Eri screamed.

"One."

Shinso jolted awake, a cry of anguish escaping his lips and waking the light sleepers that were his family.

Mic went to check on Eri, leaving Aizawa with his son. Was it another nightmare?

He knocked on Shinso's door and walked in, only to find the boy curled up in his bed trembling, choking on his sobs.

Aizawa rushed to his side and sat next to him, pulling his son into his arms. He rubbed Shinso's back gently, slowly rocking them back and forth.

"It's okay Toshi, it was just a bad dream." Aizawa said gently, Shinso sniffling and crying and snotting into his Dad's shirt.

Once Mic had Eri back in bed, he went to check on his other child, only to see Shinso's shaking form being held by his husband.

He was quick to join the pair, sitting with them and running a hand through his child's messy, matted hair.

It takes Shinso ten minutes to stop crying, and another twenty to stop trembling.

"S-Sorry I woke you up." Shinso said, his tone making it clear he was still in panic mode.

"It's okay Hitoshi, you have nothing to apologize for." Mic said as quietly as the loud man could, taking note of his son's panicked tone.

Shinso nodded, but still felt guilty for being such a liability.

"How bad was the nightmare to make you this unstable?" Aizawa questioned him, wanting to help his son.

Shinso let out a shaky breath, trying to string his thoughts together into words and sentences.

"Y-You, Papa, Eri, and D-Denki were being held hostage. I-I had to choose which one of Y-You would die or you all would. I-I panicked and didn't decide in time." He said.

He covered his mouth as he started to cry again, reaching for his dads with his free hand. The two held him in their arms, trying to calm him down.

After a few minutes, the poor boy cried himself to sleep. Both adults decided to stay with him to be safe, quickly falling asleep as well.

Hearing it was quiet, Eri got up to check on her brother, only to see her family cuddling without her. She huffs and gets into bed with them, falling asleep in the warmth of her family's embrace.