Healer // (Dabi x reader )

Hospital bench and a real bed

In the hospital, there was Midoriya, Iida, and Todoroki all sitting in the waiting room with nasty bruises. I rushed to them.

"Hey, how are you? Let's get you all cleaned up, and then I can heal you."

I went to one of the nurses' and asked for a room for the three students. When we got into one, they changed to hospital gluons and I started to patch them up, starting with Iida, since he was the most injured.

"I understand Midoriya and Todoroki getting into illegal fights, per usual, but you? Iida, what happened ?"

He hung his head and mumbled "That villain put my brother on a hospital bed. I couldn't just let him walk away."

Before I managed to muster an answer to that, there was a knock on the door. Aizawa came in right away "I finally found you, Mrs, Y/n" he looked around the room "and the three of my students. When you get better, you all are going to be in so much trouble. What were you thinking fighting alone with a high-range villain? What's next? Fighting with the LOV or, even better, All For One? Unbelievable." The teacher really did look disappointed. I didn't like the look on him, it reminded me of my father too much. After giving us one more lookover he just left. We were all sitting in silence, all thinking about what he just said until Aizawa re-entered the room with two police officers.

"Good evening, we are going to ask you some questions about the encounter with Stain"

I was nursing the three boys while they were being questioned. From time to time, I glanced at the teacher and he was glimpsing right back at me. When we made eye contact we both looked away.

After interrogation, we left them alone, so they could rest. I and Aizawa went to a vending machine for some water. I gulped it down like it was the first time I had ever drunk a liquid.

"How are you feeling?"

"So, so fking tired " I looked up at him. I felt my eyes slowly get blurry and the type of a mist go over my brain. How did Recovery Girl do this every day? was my last thought before I blacked out.

I wake up from some movement under my head. Letting out a groan I try to shift into a more comfortable position.

"Oh, sorry my leg fell asleep." a voice apologized above me.

"Mhm, leg, sleep, yeah" I murmured. Hold up. My eyes shot open and I looked up. I am met with an underlook of crossed arms and a sharp jawline above them. My brain provides me with more information- that's Aizawa. Ok, cool. And your head is currently laying in his lap.

At this comprehension, I quickly try to sit up, until a large hand grabs my shoulders and gently holds them in place.

"The nurse said you shouldn't do any sudden movements. And preferably stay horizontally for a while" the man explains. One of his thumbs has started to unconsciously rub my shoulder. He was looking at me in worry, searching my face for any signs of discomfort or pain. When he didn't find any he looked into my eyes again. Aizawa's look was so genuine and comforting, it made warmth spread throughout my body. I broke eye contact before I could think about the feeling too much.

Investigating my surroundings, I found that I was sleeping on three hospital benches - one for my legs, which were curled up, one for my torso, and one for my head, supported on Aizawas thigh.

"I tried to get you a bed, but the hospital is overcrowded with victims of tonight's events" he wasn't looking at me anymore and his hands had left my shoulders, making them cold.

"How many serious injuries?" I asked, trying and failing, to take my mind off how chilly I felt now.

"Almost none. The students were the most badly harmed."