Aizawa x [SUICIDAL] female reader

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A couple of days pass and I am reading a book with a hot beverage when I hear a knock on the door. 

I flinch, hoping it wasn't my father. 

I hesitantly stand up and walk towards the front door. 

I open it and stiffen.

'H-Hawks?' I stutter, he looks at me and water drips off his glasses, showing that it is raining. 

'Hey, baby bird.' A chill goes down my spine when he says the pet name. 

'C-Come in.' I say, he nods gratefully and enters my house. 

I close the door behind him. 

'I apologize for suddenly appearing out of nowhere.' 

'I-It's fine. I'll go get you a towel.'

He nods and I go to the bathroom. 

I return with a towel and hand it to him, he hangs his jacket on the coat hanger by the door and puts his visors in the pocket of the jacket. 

A couple of minutes later, his body is dried off. 

'Could you, um, dry my wings?' He asks, rubbing the back of his neck. 

'O-Oh, sure.' 

I get the towel and start drying off his wings. 

I hear his breath hitch and I look up at him and see his ears were red. 

'Are you okay?' I ask quietly, and he nods.

'Y-Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.' He quickly says, I hesitate but keep drying his wings off. 

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A little while later, I finish drying his wings off. 

'T-Thank you.' He says, looking at me. His face was slightly red and I did notice his wings had gone a little fluffy while I was drying them. 

He sits on the couch and I put the towel in the wash. 

I come back and sit on the couch, I sip my hot drink and silence lingered in the air.

I feel Hawks' eyes on me and I look at him. 

He grabs my right arm and pulls the sleeve up, revealing many scars, he flinches and looks at me. 

I look away and look at the ground. 

'I thought it was just my eyes playing tricks on me a couple of days ago...' 

He gently grabs my chin and makes me look at him, he had a concerned look on his face. 

'What happened?' He whispers gently, my eyes look at the ground and my ears stay flat on my head. 

'N-Nothing.' 

Dumbass, of course he knows something happened. He's not stupid. 

'Baby bird.' He says quietly, still trying to get my eyes to look at him. 'You can tell me. Sure, we only met a few days ago but we've gotten to know each other incredibly quick.' 

I look at him but then sigh quietly. 

'It's from abuse and self harm.' I mumble, not stuttering. 

He flinches at my response.

'W-What?' He manages to say, his voice breaking. 

'Since the age of 6, I have been abused by my father.'

'P-Physical?' 

I nod. 

'And pyschological.'

'You stutter because-'

'I'm afraid, I fear that something might happen or that I'll piss someone off and things like that.' I murmur. 

Hawks pulls me closer and wraps his arms and wings around me, I flinch but he rests his chin on my shoulder and exhales slowly. 

I stay still due to fear but then slowly hug him back, we hug each other tighter and I bury my head into his chest. 

'Did it hurt? When you fell out of heaven?'

I blush heavily, and stiffen. 

He chuckles and a feather runs over my tail, making me blush more. 

He nuzzles his head into my neck and exhales onto it, sending a chill down my spine. 

I glance down at him and see he has a slight blush on his face. 

He meets my eyes and smirks.