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Misako panted as she stared into the hospital room. She was seconds from a panic attack. The moment she had heard Aizawa was in the hospital, she'd run over, almost fainting along the way. She knew it must be bad, and it was.
She wobbles forward on trembling legs. His entire face was set in a huge plaster cast as well as both of his arms from his hands to his shoulders. Misako stands over his bed with shaky hands. She places them on top of her father's shin. "I'm here, tou-san," she whispers, voice too hoarse to speak as much as she wanted. She looks up as Yamada and Shinso run into the room, equally worried.
Yamada was already crying as he held onto his husband's thigh. "Baby, baby, I'm here," he says quietly. He didn't want any potentially homophobic passersby to hear him. Misako quickly moves to go close to the hospital door so her parents could be open with each other as Shinso takes her place by the side of the bed. She settles at it's end.
"What happened, itou-san?" Shinso asks as he looks up at his blond father. "Do you know?" "The building was attacked, wasn't it?" Misako mumbles. Yamada nods. "Let's not talk about this here, your father is recovering."
The hospital door opens and Yamada gives a pained glance at his lover's covered face before stepping away from him. He places an arm over Misako's shoulder. "Hello," woman greets as she steps in. "You all are immediate family, correct? Sir?" she asks. "I'm a family friend, but I'm the children's godfather, and I'm his medical guardian," Yamada says smoothly.
She looks down at the chart and nods her head. It was strange to give his guardianship to his friend, but with his only two kids being teenagers, seemingly no wife, and potentially no family, it wasn't the first time she'd seen it happen.
"I see," she breathes. "I'm here to give you a short rundown on what's happening. "Your friend and father here came in with severe injuries to his skull and arms. He will have to stay here in this hard-cast for a week or so. Then he can be discharged, but he will need to stay at home, so it's your choice. "If you do leave, he will return in a couple of months to get changed into a soft-cast and will be discharged. We will discuss those more nuanced physical restrictions at a later date when we can determine his limitations properly."
The family listen attentively. Misako smiled a little at the fluffy and bright clouds outside.
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Misako sits quietly at the table. There was little light in the house. The moon shone through the window behind her and a blinding white seeped from under the door to the basement. She could only stare blankly at the wall. She knew she needed to eat soon, but she wondered how bad it could really be if she let herself faint. How long would it take for someone to find her?
