Timeless | Mha x reader

LIII.

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   The next few days were normal. I was laying down in a hospital bed. For the first few days i was bounded to my bed, occasionally a wheelchair. I was able to have visitors during the regular hours of 10-5 pm, my classmates visited, my mother visited and sometimes I even visited some of my classmates here in the hospital.

    I was also able to freely go in and out of Eri's room, because other than Aizawa, she trusted me the most.

    Today was like any other. My foot was in a cast and I actually broke it. I had a few small injuries like my head having a large gash in it and small cuts on my arms and legs. I was fine!

   I focused on healing up and getting back on my feet and also keeping up with my schoolwork. I also answered many of the police officers questions, of course with my mother, Aizawa and All might all present. I retold stories of when I first got there, their plans on using my quirk and Chisakis connection with the LOV.

    I explained the cold nights and how Eir's quirk worked, I also explained much about the girl's background as an insighter.

    Mom really tried to shake my mind in continuing the hero course, but with two weeks into my treatment, I was finally given permission to head back to class..." and to our internships.

   I still had a boot on my foot, and it took me a while to get around the long hallways...but I only needed my hands for my quirk.

   That's where I found myself sat right now. Deku offered to stay with me, but Sir quickly shooed him out. The lights were dimmed. However I could still see his prominent eye bags, his unkempt hair and the way his fingers moved.

    "You... Um wanted to see me sir?" My voice shook. It betrayed me, I've never been so nervous before.

     "I see you're recovering well..." his glasses tinted. "I'm sure you've received my gifts."

     I paused.

     "The flowers? They were... my favorites." I cracked a half smile.

    It was quickly wiped as he stood up. One hand on the table as if to stable his lanky body, a body that had no skeleton.

    "I didn't call you in here to have a chat" he walked around the table, stopping in front of it. Slouched. His eyes peeled and looking into my own.

     "Well duh last I saw you, you tried to claw my eyes out." I scraped the metal chair with my nails.

   "Even after all that happened, you still have your sense of humor." He laughed. I laughed too. "Even with all the danger you've put the entire world into, you're still laughing! I don't know wether to celebrate you on your ignorance or your preserverence!"

    I tried talking over his laughter. "Ahhh ha ha, sir I, ahhh, don't understand what you're on about though? I haven't put the universe into danger?"

    He stopped laughing.

   His eyes cut me, "I curse god everyday for giving children powers that they not only don't know how to control but understand. Y/N what do you know about the Multiverse?"

   "I've seen... a bunch of movies on them."

    He's really freaking me out!

   "There are millions of universes, worlds, entities. All of them with their own respectful timelines. Everything falls into order, nothing can be changed, nothing SHOULD ever change. Everything happens. When you start toying with those realities, the world starts to become unbalanced."