Shouto's wrist was violently taken from behind, pain shooting through his arm, while dropping the chopsticks onto the table.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Enji asked while he pulled Shouto from the table. "This was a day you weren't supposed to eat, remember? But now I see, you can't be trusted. When I leave you just do whatever pleases you. Just like I thought you can't be trusted at all."
Shouto tried his best not to struggled to much. Knowing it would only trouble him more. He shot a quick glance at his sister who looked at him worriedly, feeling useless. Knowing she couldn't do anything then just watch.
It was best to not look at her to much, it would only hurt her more because his eyes were just screaming for help. "Lets see how much you have eaten today, pig."
His father dragged him to the counter, forcing his head down the sink. His fingers taking a firm hold of his hair while his free hand forced two fingers down Shouto's throat.
Only gastric juices came out of him. He had been good all day. Not having eaten anything all day until dinner. But not like his father actually believed this outcome. "You are lucky you know that brat. Now clean this up, I got to had back to work. You better have an empty stomach when I get back." He said.
He emptied the left over of the soba noodles together with shouto's bowl. Sending a glare to his sister. "Don't you dare feed him anything, you hear me? Or Shouto isn't the only one awaiting a beating tonight." He pointed out.
"No! Don't do anything to her I was the one willing to eat. Please leave her out of this!" Shouto screamed while sobbing from the pain and fear over taking his body.
"She just have to make sure she doesn't do anything stupid and so do you, I am off." Enji left without looking back, not giving a single fuck what was about to happen after.
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"I am going upstairs to make some homework.. call me when you need me to do something for you, ok?" Shouto whispered while he kept his eyes to the ground. He couldn't look at fuyumi. He couldn't do it. He had failed so bad at keeping his sister out of this all this time. He never wanted her to see what his father would do. So he did the only thing he knew that was right end left her on her own. To hopefully be forgotten and not to tempt her to do anything for her.
But Fuyumi don't trust it. She didn't trust him to be alone and make him stop by blasting a ice wall in front of him. "No Shouto. You are not going anywhere until you have eaten something. I can't allow you to run on empty. You are skinny enough. Can't you see so yourself? You are in no were need of losing weight. In all honestly I think you have lost to much already." She said while coming closer to him. Everything inside of her burned to just go and give him a hug. "I love you.. you are my brother and I love you.."
Shouto turned around. "But.. no.. sorry I can't. I will be making homework so don't worry. I still want to become a hero you know? A hero to make people feel save and save them from.. abuse." He whispered. "I won't do anything stupid, trust me. I couldn't do that you you and mom.." Well anything like starving himself but harming himself was ok because he was already ugly.
"Ok.. if that is what you really want then go for it." She said and let Shouto melt the wall of ice. Watching him go.
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Shouto kept his calm while going to his room but as soon the heavy wooden door was closed behind him he lost it. Sinking down on the floor, tears streaming like rivers down his slightly sunken in cheeks. Why could no one see who Endevour really was. That he was harmful to the people closed to him. Why was no one alert enough to notice things weren't as they should be with his children. The only one getting praised being Shouto while the others had amazing quirks as well.
But the train of thoughts was soon disturbed by his phone buzzing from notifications.
He had a hard time deciding rather to pick up or just let it go and wait for it to calm down but knowing his class it would probably go till midnight.
Sighting deeply while taking his phone from his pocket. Seeing new notifications fill the screen. They were going to fast for him to follow and groaned.
Letting the phone read his thumb print to unlock it and to silence the chat for the next week or so. He should didn't get while you only had obtions on either silencing chats for 8 hours, one week or a year. Oh well not like it really was nasseary to worry about something like that.
When he was done and his phone buzzed again he got more annoyed but soon the frown settling down at his forehead softened.
It was Midoriya, his great friend always there texting him before bed. Asking if anything was alright. It made his heart flutter each time the green haired male toned any intresseds in him and his well being. The thoughts of having friends was still alien to him.
Yes, he would lie, just tell Midoriya he was ok, nothing wrong, and yes, Midoriya was smart enough to detect the lie. Of course he was but he never pried and was grateful for that. For having a friend like that.
Of course he had to ruin anything with developing a crush on a straight person like Midoriya who obviously had something for his friend Uraraka. Which made him feel the slightest hints of the dreadful jealousy.
Their conversation continued for a while, making Shouto feel like he could breath again and made him forget the previous event with his father, almost. Soon it was late at night but he had yet some homework to do. Like normally at school Shouto would just enjoy Midoriyas stories about heroes. But he really had to get going, finish that home work for the next day so he apologised for going and before Midoriya could tell him to not apologise for having to do home work he switched off his phone and went to work.
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