just a bunch of panic/anxiety attacks

Trauma.

characters: Aizawa, Bakugou
tw?: panic attack. abuse
desc: loud bang loud boy gets scared cuz trauma n gets help.

Aizawa pov:

I just got done doing this stupid paperwork. So much for sleep. I quietly entered the dormitory to make sure all the kids were in their dorms. Good thing they were, i don't have to give out lectures tonight. I walked past Bakugou's dorm when all of a sudden...

*BANG*

What the hell?

I heard a loud gasp and i ran inside of his dorm, not even thinking.

"Kid? Are you okay? What was that?"
"I-i Um. I-"
"Kid calm down and just tell me what happened." I rubbed in between my nose.
"I- i just woke up i don't- i don't know." He put his hands up in protest.
"No idea at all?" He was acting different than his usual, mad self.
"Yep, m-my- sorry."

Now i know something's off. He never says sorry to anyone, he's fidgeting with his hands and he's breathing fast.
..
I walked inside quietly and shut the door to see his full room. Nothing seemed like it could have fallen at all.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He kept looking around the room avoiding eye contact.
"Mhm. I-I'm fine. R-really."

I heavily sighed and sat on his bed, signaling for him to sit down next to me.

"Kid you understand that it's okay to- not be okay.. right?"

He paused for a moment before responding.

"Yea."
"I can tell that something's bothering you."

The second i said that a flood broke open and he started crying into his hands. It looked like his whole world had broken. What is going on with him..?

"I-sniff- I do-i don't know-sniff- i-icant-"
"Breathe, kid. What's going on?"
"T-the n-sniff-noise."

Then it hit me. The loud noise scared him. But how does it scare him enough to have a panic attack?

"I'm gonna get you a wet cloth out of the bathroom i'll be right back."

I stood up to go over to the door, but my leg slipped and my arm shot up, trying to balance myself. When i did that, he jumped back and flinched like i was gonna hit him. Wait. Did he think-

"Katsuki."
"S-shit. I-i'm sorry."
"Kid i need you to be really honest with me right now."

He looked up at me in my eyes, he looked miserable.

"Is someone- hurting you?"

There was a long pause before he gave me a silent nod, what i wanted NOT to happen.
His legs starts shaking and i knew this wasn't gonna be good considering i've had a few panic attacks in the past, so I scratched the idea of the wet cloth and went into protective mode.

"Hey, you're okay. I'm not going anywhere." I sat down next to him on the bed where he was now holding onto me for dear life.
"I-i said i w-wouldn't t-tell anyone."
"It's okay. I promise. Just breathe. In and out. Like i'm doing. You're gonna be okay kid."

After a few in and outs he was just sniffling here and there. Now comes the fun part. (not really).

"You know i am required to ask you this."
"Yeah. Get-sniff- Get it over with."
"Who's hurting you Katsuki. Where and how long."
"My mother. Umm, my arms and about 4 months."
"Can i see, please?"

He quickly shook his head and looked like he was going to go into another attack.

"Hey, you don't have to it's okay. I just want to make sure that it's cleaned."
"H-here."

He rolled down his sleeves to reveal big purple bruises on both his arms, including little red cuts that were most definitely done himself.

"Did you do these?"
"Don't remind me. I know it's bad."
"Kid, it's fine. I promise. I'm going to talk to recovery girl about this and see if she can heal it for you."
"Okay."
"Now, do you know what fell?" I asked him a third time since he wasn't thinking quite straight before.
"My bed. It's broken but i don't have enough money to fix it."
"That's fine. You can sleep in my bed tonight and i'll get you a new bed in the morning."
"Bu-"
"No. You need rest. Now cmon, you have a test in the morning."