Aizawa Shouta & Yamada Hizashi (not a ship)

Daughter was raped part 2 (Aizawa)

A/N: So this is basically expanding on the end of the "daughter was raped" part. I got a request for this on tumblr months ago and just now got around to writing it...

You were sitting on the edge of your bed, twiddling your thumbs, while your father sat at the other end of the bed. You could basically feel him vibrating with anger, even though he wasn't even that close to you. You just hoped his anger wasn't directed towards you.

"Is it true what Bakugou said?" he finally asked.

"Yes" you said quietly. "I'm so sorry..."

"Why are you apologizing to me? Whatever happened, whatever he did, it wasn't your fault"

"But I should've listened to my gut. That's what you always tell me. I had the feeling he was a creep, but I went to meet him anyway" you sniffled.

"If someone acts like a piece of shit and hurts you, it's not your fault, ever. He's a predator, and I'm going to make sure he gets what he deserves" Aizawa promised with a serious tone.

He never thought something like this would happen to you. He knew you might get hurt on an internship or something, and end up in the hospital, but he never thought that someone would hurt you like this, especially right under his nose. Aizawa wasn't sure what he should do, this was a completely new situation to him. You were sitting on the other end of the bed, leaning against the wall. You looked like you were trembling a little. He was so incredibly angry, not at you of course, but towards that piece of shit who had dared to assault you. He tried not to show how furious he was, while at the same time still showing his disapproval towards what had been done to you.

"How do you want to proceed with this? I'm going to make sure that scumbag gets fired, but it's up to you if you want to go to the police"

Your dad was always quite practical with things, so you weren't really surprised about how he handled the situation. You didn't really know what you wanted.

"Honestly? I don't know. I kinda wanna kick him in the dick and throw rotten eggs at him, but I also never want to see that piece of shit again" you sighed.

"I'll kick him in the dick for you, but I don't think I can do anything about the eggs" Aizawa tried to lighten the mood awkwardly.

"Thanks dad, but I don't want you to get in trouble, he's not worth it" you smiled tiredly.

"But you are, and I'm sure the principal wouldn't fire me even if I did kick his ass. I was only defending a student and my kid for that matter"

"That's probably true to be fair" you chuckled slightly.

"Come here kid" Aizawa stood up and motioned towards himself.

You got up from the bed and walked to your dad, who pulled you into a hug.

"It's going to be okay. It might not feel like it now, but I promise one day this whole thing will be just a memory" he assured, rubbing your upper back.

"I was kind of scared you would be mad at me, but now I feel kinda bad for thinking that"

"Don't worry about it. Can you just promise me something?" he asked.

"Depends on what it is?"

"Please make an appointment to the school psychiatrist. You need to talk to a professional about this"

"Do I have to?"

"Yes"

"Fine, but I'll do it tomorrow. Now I wanna go take a shower and go to sleep"

"That's fine with me. You can talk to me too, but I do still want you to talk to someone who actually has experience with dealing with something like this" he said, and pressed a kiss on your forehead. "I'm going to go inform the principal"

"Dad?"

"Yeah?" he turned back.

"I love you" you sniffled.

"I love you too kiddo" Aizawa said and ruffled your hair, before leaving your room.

You went to take a shower again. Maybe someday you wouldn't feel so stained anymore. You would heal... eventually.