Mha one shots (I am taking requests)

Shinso and dadzawa

Notes :Oh my God this is so bad! Rereading it a few months later, like cohesiveness,where?
It literally goes from shinsou is his student and he will help him to, oop random child found on street -i don't even know at this point.

Aizawa POV

It started with a feeling, a nagging sense that something wasn't right. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I knew that there was something off about Shinsou.

He was always quiet and reserved, which wasn't necessarily unusual for a student in my class. But there was something about him that made me feel uneasy.

I started to pay closer attention to Shinsou, watching him in class and observing his interactions with the other students. And that's when I started to notice the signs.

There were bruises on his arms, and he always seemed to flinch when someone got too close to him. He was also constantly tired, as if he wasn't getting enough sleep at night. But what really got me concerned was when he started to wear long sleeves even on hot days.

I knew that I had to investigate further. I couldn't just sit back and ignore the signs of abuse that I was seeing. So, one day after class, I approached Shinsou and asked him if he was okay.

At first, he tried to brush me off and insisted that everything was fine. But I could see the fear in his eyes, and I knew that he was hiding something.

"I'm here to help you, Shinsou," I said, trying to keep my voice calm and reassuring. "Whatever it is, you can tell me. I won't judge you."

He hesitated for a moment before finally speaking. "It's nothing, sensei. I'm just going through a rough patch."

But I knew better than to believe him. "Shinsou, please. You don't have to go through this alone. Whatever is going on, we can figure it out together."

There was a long pause before he finally spoke again, his voice barely above a whisper. "It's my foster family. They...they're not very nice to me."

My heart sank as I heard those words. I had suspected as much, but to hear it confirmed was still a shock.

"Okay, we're going to take care of this," I said firmly. "I'm going to call in some backup and we'll get you out of there. I promise."

Shinsou nodded, and I could see the relief on his face.

Present Mic POV

I was at home, waiting for Shouta to come back from work, when I heard the door open. I turned to see him carrying a young boy, who was battered and bruised.

"What the hell happened?" I asked, rushing over to help Shouta with the injured boy.

"I found him in an alleyway. He's been abused by his foster family," Shouta explained, his voice firm and determined.

"Jesus," I muttered, feeling sick to my stomach at the thought of someone hurting a child like this. "What are we going to do?"

"We're going to take care of him," Shouta said firmly. "We're going to make sure that he never has to go through something like this again."

I nodded, knowing that Shouta was right. We had to do everything in our power to help this kid.

Over the next few days, we worked together to help Shinsou recover. We cleaned and dressed his wounds, made sure he had plenty to eat, and got him settled into the spare bedroom.

It was during this time that I realized just how much I loved Shouta. Watching him take care of Shinsou, seeing the fierce determination in his eyes to protect this kid, made me fall even more in love with him.

Shouta POV

Over the next few weeks, we worked with our colleagues at UA to track down the foster family and got legal custody of Hitoshi.

As time passed, Shinsou made great strides in his recovery. He became more open and trusting with Aizawa and Present Mic, and even started to form friendships with some of his classmates.

One day, after a particularly tough therapy session, Shinsou came home feeling defeated and hopeless. Aizawa and Present Mic were there to comfort him, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he was broken beyond repair.

"It's not fair," he said, tears streaming down his face. "Why did this have to happen to me? What did I do to deserve this?"

Aizawa wrapped an arm around him, pulling him close. "You didn't do anything to deserve this," he said firmly. "You are not broken. You are strong and resilient, and you will get through this."

Present Mic nodded in agreement. "You are a survivor, baby," he said softly. "And we are so proud of you."

Shinsou sniffled, leaning into their embrace. "I'm sorry," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I know I can be a burden sometimes."

Aizawa shook his head. "You are never a burden," he said firmly. "We love you and we are here for you, no matter what."

Present Mic leaned in, kissing Aizawa on the temple. "He's right, you know," he said. "We're a team, the three of us. We'll face anything together."

Shinsou smiled weakly, feeling a glimmer of hope in his heart. He knew that he still had a long way to go in his healing journey, but with Aizawa and Present Mic by his side, he felt like he could face anything.

And so, they sat there together, holding each other close and sharing in the quiet strength of their love and support. For Shinsou, it was a small moment of peace and safety in a world that had been so full of pain and fear.

But for Aizawa and Present Mic, it was a reminder of why they had become heroes in the first place. Because sometimes, the greatest battles weren't fought in the streets or in the classroom. Sometimes, the greatest battles were fought in the hearts and minds of those we loved. And they were determined to win that battle, no matter what it took

Almost 1,000 words, let's goooooo
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