MHA Yandere Smuts and fluffs

☁cuddles and tears☁

Erasermic

darling in little space after a fight with Erasermic

the bedroom door slammed behind you. your eyes sting as you hold back tears. Why are you crying? it's not like you are what those sick freaks think. right?

the smell of sweat roses filled your nose and you looked around. "oh no," you're in the wrong room. instead of hiding in your safe and clam room, able to be locked by you, you found yourself in the room of those who kept you here.

So why did you suddenly feel so safe? you're surrounded with the smell of their soap and cologne. you should be gagging and running out. Why are you staying? Why do you suddenly want to hug them?

Aizawa and Hizashi sighed as they heard the door slam shut. Aizawa made his way to the couch and plopped down, webbing his head.

"We should go check on her," Hizashi paced across the living room before hearing Aizawa groan.

"She doesn't want to see us right now. Come here," Aizawa extended a hand to his husband as he patted the seat next to him. "Well wait a bit and have us all calm down. Ok?"

Hizashi hesitated before taking Aizawa's hand and letting himself be pulled to the couch. "Ok. But only for a little bit, I don't want her alone after that escape attempt."

After ten minutes of the men sitting in almost silane, Aizawa reading and Hizashi humming to calm down, Aizawa's head turned to the stairs.

"What's wrong Sho?" Hizashi tilted his head to try to see what his lover saw.

"Sh!" Aizawa whispered.

"Excuse me?!"

Aizawa's hand cupped over Hizashi's mouth as he whispered.

"Listen..."

Hizashi quieted as he heard small sobs from upstairs.

"She's crying," Hisashi's heart broke as he and Aizawa crept up the stairs.

They reached their bedroom door and slowly opened it.

"Y/n?" Aizawa called out. A small squeak came from within the dark room.

"G go away,"

Hizashi pushed past Aizawa into the room and turned on the light. A small bundle within the blanket curled into itself against the light.

"Baby please, talk to us."

'NO, ' the ball cried.

Aizawa stepped into the room and sat on the bed. His hand reaching to the covers and petting what must have been their darlings back.

"What's wrong?" he cooed.

Hizashi stepped to the bed and sat next to Aizawa. The small ball sniffed and sat up.

The men felt their hearts sob as they looked at their darling's red and puffy face. Her cheeks stained with tears and her hair a mess.

"C cuddles..." y/n mumbled as she crawled in between the two and laied down.

The men looked at each other before smiling and picking up their tiny darling like a doll.

"I'll get the sippy cup, the pacis and stuffed animals are in the drawer by my side." Aizawa softly stood and quietly made his way to the kitchen as Hizashi sat with you in his arms and reached to get a cat stufi as you reached for it with open hands.

"Kitty!"

Hizashi laughed as Aizawa walked into the room with a purple sippy cup. Setting it down on the side table next to the bed. Aizawa shook the toy in front of you as you reached for it. Pouting when you couldn't get it.

Both men cooed. "Awe, poor baby."

You hid your face in Hisashi's chest and shook your head. "Not. cute." you muttered.

"Oh but you are," Aizawa chuckled as he pulled Hizashi and you closer to him. Pulling a blanket over all of you and rubbing your back. After a few moments, all three of you were sound asleep. 

(610 words)