𝚄𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚢 • (BNHA Platonic Fanfiction)

01

(This WHOLE book is really cringe I just want to write not necessarily good i just need to complete the urges of writing and probably many plot holes and definitely no consistent in anything. Also it's been years since I had this in drafts and I still don't got the 2nd chapter so.....oops)

Aiu = M/n's Father

Laura = M/n's mother

(NOTE TO SELF: reread and rewrite later before writing new chapter)

As the sun settles down to rest for the day and the moon comes up to shine. It was windy, rainy, and foggy. It seemed to be an abyss night. The curtains slowly got soaked, the broken window failed to keep the broken home from the angry weather outside. Buckets under the window, raindrops slowly filling each bucket.

The home barely had any furniture. There was a tiny old tv on the cracked concrete floor and pillows replaced where a couch is expected to be. A little boy, M/n sitting on the pillows burying himself under them to shelter himself from the cruel weather. The House was silent for the most part even the TV had the volume off, the only sounds were the raindrops and voices  behind a room at the end of the hall. A curtain taking the place of a door, silent angry whispers being exchanged shadows peeking from the curtains.

Then it fell silent. The child quickly and quietly turned off the tv retreating to a room hidden behind broken down doors, dirt ripped curtains, and trash and rubble. It was small but big enough for the child to move around like a tiny capsule room that was built hidden in the walls. Inside there are a bunch of pillows and blankets and a bunch of notebooks in the bottom right corner of the room and a tiny shark plushie it was small like a foot long maybe an inch shorter. This room was M/n's hiding spot, a very hidden one not even his parents knew, his secret.

M/n peeked out through a hole in the wall seeing his parents storm out of the room holding a tiny blinking device as they seemed to try to get it off. "How are you so stupid how the fuck did they manage to get a fucking tracker on you" Aiu hissed at Laura as the two stormed out of the room into the living room where M/n was a few seconds ago. M/n could see the two were in distress.

"I'm sorry" Laura sobbed in her husband's chest hugging her husband he softly sighed and placed a soft kiss on her lips "Get ahold of yourself the heroes are outside so suck it up and we will be alright" her wrist "What about the kid" Laura questioned as she was dragged to the exit "we'll make a new one" Aiu said with no empathy. His heart was too full of his wife leaving no space for his own kid. Laura didn't even hesitate to nod her head in agreement before quickly matching up his pace

M/N quietly watched as his parents planned to abandon him with these abandoned ruins they called a home in reality was just a broken building a reflection of the family. 

He always knew this would happen eventually he knew they would leave him in due time,  he wasn't surprised yet now that it happened he couldn't help the way his heart seem quench and his bones started to feel smaller as if he had no space inside him for anything....reality set deep in his bones and mind.

His parents had left him. He wouldn't cry. He packed his bag and quietly came out of his hiding spot crawling out the house through the broken wall that let rain sweep in. Now that he was left behind their was no need to stay in the broken building that would only bring memories that didn't matter. He was at the back of the house turning to the corner of the house before stopping peeking the corner.

He saw his parents be corned by a couple of heroes. He saw how his parents fought back. He quietly watched the scene of his parents finally getting the karma that they deeply deserved. He saw how they broke out of the cuffs and ran jumping into their stolen car with their stolen goods. He saw how the heroes chased after them with such determination.

he looked at his parents and he felt bad. He didn't see villains he saw two people who were desperately in love with eachother who did everything for eachother no matter how illegal it was.

He walked out of his hiding spot looking at the scene where his parents and heroes were just at. He stared blankly with no distinct expression on his face. His brain quietly hoped his parents got caught but his heart felt differently . His body instinctively turned around as he heard a leaf crunch. He was now face to face with one of the heroes who had stayed behind to explore the so called home.

The hero was quite tall. He was around 6'0 feet he had messy black hair that reached his shoulders maybe a bit longer he didn't really look like a hero in M/n's opinion more like the people who used to come up to the broken building looking for shelter. His outfit was basically a long black sleeve shirt and black pants which were baggish but obviously not too baggy. Nothing stood out a lot minus a pair of yellow goggles that rested on the bridge of his nose and a scarf thing which looked like bandages to him. The two stood quietly both silently studying each other.

AIZAWA'S P.O.V

'Whats a kid doing here? Hm oh he's those villains kids isn't he, he has his mothers hypotic eyes. Thats a damn shame They just ran off without their own kid? Poor kid. I should take him to an orphanage. He's skinny, he looks very dirty' Aizawa thought to himself before he bent down to smell the kid. His nose crinkled as he smelt the kid, he smelt like rotten flesh and just smelt badly in general.

M/N'S P.O.V

"Let's get you somewhere safe. My name is Eraserhead. What's your name kiddo?" The man said his voice was deep and like scratchy hm gruff?  He stood back straight thinking I missed the quick disgust in his face. I know I smell but geez not my fault. My mother always brought it up but it's not my fault we don't have a shower and i'm not allowed to leave the house.

The hero, Erasurehead, signaled to follow him, I could tell he didn't want to touch me which kinda hurt my feeling cause wow I just lost my parents I need comfort or something. I stare at him blankly wondering what I should do, should I follow or should I run like my parents?

I decided to...