A Silent Kind of Strength

Chapter 59

Iidas mother and Todoroki's sister came to pick them up that afternoon. They both seemed really nice, fussing over their individual teens as they packed them up to take them home for the rest of the week.

Recovery Girl insisted on Izuku staying one more night for observation though. She sent the Hatsumes and Hitoshi and Yamada home after dinner in the name of quieting his space so he could get a proper rest. Hitoshi had run down to grab Izuku's phone from his bag after lunch and he had plugged it in to charge while he napped and chatted with his friends.

Now that it was a lot quieter with only Aizawa currently in the room with him, the man busy with paperwork, using the edge of Izuku's bed and a clipboard as a makeshift desk, he snagged the device off of his side table.

He yawned tiredly as it booted up. Feeling drained and groggy even after having napped on and off all day. He let his focus slip a bit, thinking about all that had happened over the last few days, but was brought back quickly as his phone started going crazy in his grip.

Frantic dings announced his numerous notifications, the little piece of outdated tech sounding like it was going to explode with the sheer amount of incoming data. It went on for a solid two minutes, the teen looking up to sheepishly meet Aizawa's raised eyebrow.

"... If I were you I'd silence any notifications that don't come straight from your friends and those who might need to contact you immediately."

The greenette nodded slowly. "I think th-that's a good idea…"

Once the damn thing stopped freaking out he quickly went into all of his news and social apps and silenced them. It wasn't until he knew that his phone was no longer in danger of combusting that he started actually looking at what was making it scream.

Oh. The news about his involvement with Stain had dropped.

A lot of his old and new classmates had apparently dug around and found his social media accounts in an attempt to contact him. And the people who actually had his number had left a mountain of messages and missed calls for him to sift through. Those seemed to slow down a bit after a few hours though. Most likely someone had gotten ahold of Mei or Hitoshi and they had let their classmates know he would be ok.

He sighed, too tired to care enough to slog through a news article about the events of the night before. So he decided to ignore his problems for the moment and opened a game Toshi had insisted on him downloading the week before. He had been too busy to give it a try but now that he was stuck in bed it was as good a time as ever.

Soon the quiet tinkling of classical music soothed over the room as tiny cats walked around on his screen. Content in the tiny utopia he was building for them.

It was only around thirty minutes before the man sitting at his bedside had to jump forwards to catch his phone as it fell from his sleep lax fingers. With a grumble and a hidden quirk of lips it was placed safely back in the bedside table and he was left to rest and heal.

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Aizawa left in the morning to meet Hitoshi in one of the gyms, stating that just because his internship had been a bit interrupted they didn't have to cut the purple haired boy's learning week off completely. Unlike Izuku, Todoroki, and Iida who were each told to pretty much stay in bed until school next Monday if possible.