𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝐾𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒

Chapter 6: IV - Settling In

The simultaneous transition from teacher-and-student and mentor/dad/friend-and-his kid was both an easy and difficult one.

Aizawa and Izuku cared about each other. That was the simplest thing to either of them. They knew how the other moved, spoke and walked; fought, thought and breathed. And, whether they were walking down a corridor together or sat next to each other on a rooftop, these things hadn't changed. The familiarity was comforting. Particularly for Izuku as he went through quite a lot of upheaval.

First, there was actually healing up from the USJ incident. Fortunately, between the Quirks of various hospital staff and later, once they were more rested, Recovery Girl's Quirk, it only took three days for Aizawa to get discharged. For Izuku, it was an additional two.

Still, both were fairly mummified - well, Aizawa had one cast remaining, unfortunately for his dominant hand, and still possessed a good number of other bandages, half for support, half to actually ensure wounds stayed clean and closed. Meanwhile, Izuku's ribs were heavily bandaged, his movements visibly rigid with them, and two of his fingers remained splinted. He had declined to have any coverings for his new scars, genuinely not seeming to care about their blotchy marring of his skin; in his own words 'they're just more proof that I've protected people, and I've never really bothered covering others up before, so why should I now?'.

It didn't stop Aizawa from flinching the first time that he saw that warped handprint stretching across his kid's cheek.

In the two days between their two different discharge dates, with the adoption papers sent off via Nedzu, who was going to expedite the process as much as he possibly could, Aizawa enlisted, somewhat reluctantly, Present Mic's and Midnight's help to get furniture in for his kid. His office/storage/spare room may or may not have been cleared out for well over a year now, and it was simply a matter of buying and building the necessities. Izuku had assured him that everything he would want from the 'group home' would be miscellaneous and small. Books and clothes, primarily.

In other words, the place was probably absolute shit and most of Izuku's precious things were from 'before', when his mum was still alive. Regardless, Aizawa didn't say as such, simply focusing on what he could do for his kid now. And at the very moment, it meant surviving a shopping trip with his two idiot best friends.

Whilst Dadzawa was shopping, Izuku was stuck in the hospital and decidedly unimpressed with that. Well, until Shinsou and Todoroki texted him in their little group chat, asking if he was alright.

Izuku: [Yeh, just bored. What are you two up to?]

Shinsou: [Wondering if we could visit you, honestly. Whaddya think, green bean?] And, without his consent, Izuku's cheeks flared red at reading those words. Having friends was still a novel experience, particularly those who were as good to him as Shinsou and Todoroki.

Izuku: [I... I don't see why not? Maybe I should ask a nurse? 'cause I may or may not be in the hero ward, so...?]

Shinsou: [Ooh, look at you Mr. Fancy Schmancy.]

Todoroki: [It'll be fine. My sister's had to visit my donor there before.]

Izuku: [Sh-Shinsou! I'm not! And if you're sure Todoroki. Only if you're both really not too busy! I'm alright either way!]