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immediate death

shinsou is aizawas biological child but yk like also Hizashis kid so wtvr

Shouta rushed into the hospital. "my son. where is my son?" he asked, gripping the counter of the reception desk.

"what is your son's name sir?" the woman asked, showing no signs of urgency. it made the man's blood boil.

"H-Hitoshi. Hitoshi Shinsou. where is he?" he sputtered out, getting more and more anxious as the seconds passed.

"207. go up the elevator and it'll be one of the first ones on the right." she said, looking up and realizing who he actually was.

Shouta rushed to find an elevator. he would've much rather stairs but he didn't know where any were. as soon as he got up there he found the room. he rushed in without knocking.

he knew that the boy was hurt, but seeing it made his heart drop. he ran over, leaning over the boy's bed. "Toshi. Toshi it's baba." he said, his hand pressing against the boy's cheek.

the teenager slowly opened his eyes, looking up and smiling a bit. Shouta wrapped his arms around the boy, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. at least he was responsive. he let go as he heard the boy's breathing labor. he stared at the teenager as he seemed to start to cry. "i.. i'm sorry... i tried to.... i tried to help." he said, hot tears rolling down his cut up cheeks.

Shouta's shoulders dropped. it always hurt watching your child cry, but this was something else. something so guttural. it made him want to sob. "don't apologize Toshi. none of this is your fault. please don't apologize." he said, wiping his tears away.

Hitoshi choked as he cried. "i tried to save them... i.. i couldn't. i couldn't save them baba.." he sobbed, pushing his head back into the pillow.

Shouta held back teats of his own as he listened to Shinsou. "it's not your fault. please don't cry. just breathe." he said, putting a hand on the boy's chest. it was something he used to do for Hitoshi when he was a child and would have a panic attack.

the feeling made Hitoshi just want to cry more. he held onto the dark haired man's hand. "i'm scared baba.. i don't wanna die." he whimpered, staring into his father's dark eyes.

"you're not gonna die Toad. you're gonna be fine i promise. i promise you." he said, pushing some hair off of the boy's forehead. "just calm down and save your breath, ok?" he said, caressing his forehead.

the boy nodded slowly. he got lightheaded and it was immediately apparent to Shouta. he began to panic. "hey, remember when Zashi tried to teach you piano?" he asked, slowly cleaning some of the dirt off his son's cheek.

the boy laughed softly, opening his eyes again. "yeah.. and he got so.. so frustrated." he mumbled, a smile on his face.

Shouta grinned softly. "you always changed the melody. it made him so mad." he said, holding the boy's smaller hand.

Hitoshi coughed, looking away from his dad as he did. every time he did, Shouta felt himself panic until he looked back at him. tears seemed to fill his eyes. "ya know.. one time i told him that you version was better. and he got so mad that he made me sleep on the couch." he said, watching the boy smile.

"did you really..?" he asked, squeezing his hand.

Shouta just nodded. and for a moment he felt better. and then all of a sudden bells and whistles started to go off as Hitoshi coughed. his eyes went wide.

"Toshi. Toshi look at me, hey Toshi. Hitoshi." he said, rushing over to the door. "Doctor! i need a doctor please! my son!" he cried.

a mound of doctors rushed in. they tried to get Shouta to leave but Hitoshi reached out and started yelling for him. Shouta looked at the boy, holding his hand and trying to calm him down. "Toshi just relax."

"dad i don't wanna die. please i'm scared." i.. i'm scared. i want papa. p-please. where's papa?" he cried, squeezing Shouta's hand as the doctors put him on oxygen and hooked up more wires to him.

Hizashi was on the other side of town when he found out and was actively on his way. "papa's on his way just breathe Toshi, Toshi please." Shouta spoke through tears.

soon the boy calmed back down, his eyes closing as he rested. Shouta sat beside him, holding his hand tightly. then the door bursted open. Hizashi rushed over. "is he ok? tell me he's ok." he spoke, pressing his hands against the boy's face.

Hitoshi slowly opened his eyes, looking up at Hizashi. the boy smiled under the oxygen mask. Hizashi's shoulders dropped with relief.

"papa.." he mumbled, beckoning the blonde to come closer. Hizashi complied, leaning down. his hair hung around their faces, creating some kind of unintentional border. "i.. love you.." the boy breathed out, closing his eyes.

"i love you too Tosh-.." his eyes widened as he heard the monitor flatline.

"Hitoshi? Hitoshi!" Shouta stood, grabbing the boy's face as the doctors came back in.

Hizashi and Shouta were pushed into a far corner of the room, only able to watch in silence. Hizashi heaved, still staring. Shouta just stood in shock. tears rolled down his face as he heard the doctors speak. "time of death 02:16"

Shouta fell to the floor, gripping his husband's hand. "my boy.. my boy's gone." he mumbled.

Hizashi fell to his knees, continuing to heave. he covered his mouth, causing Shouta to look over. he activated his quirk, allowing Hizashi to scream. the blonde wailed as Shouta just stared. once all of the doctors left, Shouta stood and walked over.

he finally blinked, tears running down his cheeks rapidly. "wake up.." he mumbled. he put his hands on the boys shoulders. "Hitoshi wake up." he spoke louder, feeling himself start to hyperventilate. he started to shake the boy.

"Hitoshi wake up. god dammit son wake up! please. Hitoshi please.. fucking wake up!" he cried, collapsing. his head rested against the boy's stomach as he cried.

the men wouldn't have left if they weren't forced to. Hizashi knew Shouta wouldn't be able to bring himself to walk home, so he got an uber. the man slowly helped Shouta inside. once inside the two fell. they just sat on the floor, holding each other as they cried.

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