Kiribaku agere

The Walk

Todoroki pov:

While I was walking it started raining, I didn't have an umbrella so I was getting soaked. "It's fine. You're okay." I whispered to myself as I wrapped my arms around my waist. I had been slipping ever since I left the LOV base but I was nearly completely regressed now.

I swiped my ID and entered campus. I took my time walking to the dorm building. I swiped my ID again and walked in. A few littles and their caregivers were sat in the living room. "Hey Todoroki, where were you?" Shit shit shit.

I ignored Momo's question and went up to my dorm room acting like I didn't hear her. While I was heading up the stairs I felt a hand grap my wrist. My breathing quickened and became uneven as I shifted on my feet. "Heyyy, shhhh, it's alright buddy. Everything will be fine." It was Aizawa's voice. He had probably been checking in on everyone at the dorms making sure there weren't fires, courtesy of Bakugo.

I tried to pull my hand away from him but his grip tightened slightly, not enough to hurt me, but enough that I couldn't get away without really trying. "You're okay, I'm here. Where's your caregiver?" I didn't respond. Our stories had to line up and I had no clue what he was going to say. "No matter, you go change out of those wet clothes and come back down here okay?" I nod and continue my way back up to my room. I didn't have any little clothes here so I put on a new pair of socks, sweatpants, and one of Izuku's hoodies.

I slowly walked back downstairs to find Aizawa sitting on the couch talking to the caregivers. "Mina agreed to take care of you for tonight, is that okay?" He asked me. I nodded in response not really feeling like talking. "Alright, that's good. You were classified as a caregiver and here you are in littlespace, why would you lie on the classification test?" He asked gently, he could clearly tell that this was a touchy subject for me and I appreciated his soft grumbly voice.

I shrug, my throat felt tight and like even if I tried words would definitely not have come out. "Look, I know I'm not very good at comfort, Mic is much better in that department. I'll tell you a secret I bet you didn't know though, is that okay?" I nod, I was honestly pretty curious about what Aizawa's secret would even be, what secret? He never really told us anything anyway, so just how many secrets does he have anyway?

"I'm a little and Mic is my caregiver." He said suddenly, effectively breaking me out of my thoughts. Everyone in the room had a shocked look on their faces.

Aizawa sighed and continued speaking. "I was originally classified as a neutral, but after one of my boyfriends died I just...." He trailed off and looked a little distant. "Would you mind getting Mic for me Mina? Just as a precaution." He asked looking at Mina, she nodded and ran off to the teachers dorms after Aizawa gave her his ID card.

"After he died Zashi convinced me to retake the classification test and my results changed. That was back when they thought that if you were a neutral nothing would change that." He explained. Soon enough Present Mic came bursting through the door. He quickly ran over to Aizawa and started checking him over to see if he was hurt.

Aizawa looked distant still, allowing Mic to look him over and touch him seeing if he was in any physical pain. "Baby? Are you okay?" Aizawa didn't respond and just looked up at Hizashi with glassy eyes.

Hizashi sighed and lifted him up, placing him on his hip and lightly bouncing him around while Aizawa rested his head on Hizashi's shoulder.

I slowly tried to slip away before this got any more awkward for me, suddenly though I was thrashing around in somebody's arms. I hated being picked up, even when I was little if Izuku picked me up without warning I would try and bite him. Sometimes he would tell me it was cute, and other times he would put me in timeout for it. It was confusing to say the least.

"No!" I yelled, thrashing against whoever was holding me.

"Calm down little ice cube." It was Mina's voice, I slowly stilled in her arms, but was still frustrated about being lifted up. She slowly readjusted me to be on her hip, my legs wrapped around her waist and my arms wrapped around her neck, scared of being dropped.

"Let me go!" I yelled at her, clearly unhappy with this.

"Why do you want me to put you down ice cube? I won't drop you or anything." I didn't believe her, she was obviously lying in order to surprise me by dropping me once I let my guard down.

Just then though, Izuku came bursting through the door, yelling about how he would kill anyone if they even layed a finger on me. As soon as he saw me he scooped me out of Mina's arms, glaring at her.

"And would someone like to explain why I wasn't called when he came in here soaking wet?" Everyone stayed silent.

Mic, who was still holding Aizawa decided to speak up. "Why should somebody need to watch over your little for you? This is why people say that a switch can't be trusted to take care of a little." Aizawa hit his shoulder, it was clear he didn't agree with that opinion.

"Little listener, we don't hit people, it's not nice and hurts people's feelings." Mic explained softly to Aizawa, I always hated watching caregivers babying their littles, I barely even liked being treated like a little. That's a main reason I pretend I'm not little, I hate being talked down to.

Izuku whispered something in my ear. "Since when was Mic such an asshole?" I shrugged and layed my head on his shoulder, he was completely right, Mic was being a dick. "I'm sorry, but switches are perfectly capable of taking care of littles, especially ones more caregiver leaning."

"No, switches are littles who are just plain irresponsible as caregivers, as proven by just how many littles are taken by little protective services." Mic argued, being hit by Aizawa once again.

"Baby, if you hit me again you will be getting a spanking once we go back to our room." Mic spoke in a stern voice, would he really hit Aizawa? He seemed to be in such a small headspace, would he really spank him?

"Little protective services are discriminatory and everyone knows it, yet nobody cares because they don't think it doesn't affect them." Izuku argued back with him, he seemed very done with this argument.

I rubbed my eyes, they were slightly bloodshot and my hair was still damp. Since Midoriya had picked me up and he still had wet clothes, my clothes were now becoming soaked again.

Izuku noticed this and simply walked away from the others, carrying me up to his dorm. He layed me down on the bed, offering me the pacifier that he kept for me, I hesitantly took it into my mouth. He ended up changing me into a short sleeve blue and red onesie.

He changed out of his wet clothes before getting into bed and cuddling with me, playing with my hair and muttering soft praises. "I love you so much snowflake."

I tried to respond but my throat felt tight and like I couldn't speak, this had never happened before, I felt so little, so vulnerable. Is this was being fully little felt like?

"Baby?" He spoke softly, hand under my chin to make me look up at him. "Are you okay bunny?" I nod. "Can you tell me how old you are?" I shrug, my head felt too fuzzy to know, my head was getting even fuzzier as seconds passed, to the point I could barely register what he was saying, it was kind of scary but also conforting in a way.

"That's alright snowflake, would you like a bottle before bed?" I always said no, so why did I suddenly feel like saying yes? I nod, agreeing to a bottle for the first time. Izuku seems to light up at this, he appeared very happy to be able to give me a bottle.

He leave the room with a bottle, coming back a few moments later with some cold milk, I really appreciate that he didn't warm it up. He got me into position against his chest, letting me drink from the bottle, it was so...... Soothing? Not at all how I imagined it, before I even knew what happened my eyes were closed and felt too heavy to reopen. I felt the bottle be pulled away and replaced with the pacifier, after this I very quickly fell asleep on him in his warm embrace.