NIGHTMARES [Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead x Reader]

12

The door to the infirmary slammed open as the two heroes, Present Mic and Midnight, entered with All Might not far behind. Neither of the three heroes had patrol duty for the night so they immediately rushed over as soon as they heard about the news. They were only in their casual civilian clothes so they won't stand out much on their way over. There was a simultaneous call of Eraser, Shouta and Aizawa-kun, neither of which he reacted to and was immediately silenced by the unusually grumpy Youthful Heroine who was tending to the unconscious child before them. 

"Would you three be quiet?" The three suddenly stiffened as if they were children being scolded for running across the halls. They silently scooted over to Eraserhead's side who was told to rest on the bed next to [name].

"I received a message from Tsukauchi about [name]", All might explained. "I saw these two on my way here and informed them as well"

Aizawa could see the worried looks on his colleagues' faces. He sighed and began narrating the events that happened, knowing that the three won't stop whining unless he does. As he went along, he could feel his stomach churn as he elaborated the condition [name] was in when they saw her. The three were absolutely aggravated to hear that the child had gone through such horrible things during their short separation. But with how she was first seen, maybe she had even suffered worse way before they had met her.

Knowing that the child's guardian was still invalid and can't really do many things in his condition, the pros had offered to assist with whatever they could provide. Of course, Aizawa declined but he obviously had no say in the matter. Midnight was in charge with taking care of the the child's personal needs such as getting cleaned and having to change clothes, Present Mic was to help out with watching over her for the rest if the nights that they'll be staying in the infirmary until she can be taken home and All Might was to help with watching over [name] during the mornings and afternoons.

They were to start with their tasks by tomorrow since Recovery Girl insisted that they get their well-deserved rest. And since [name]'s condition was now stable, she was confident enough to  leave the two alone to rest at the infirmary for the night. The raven haired man was deep in thought when his best friend gave him a pat on the back. There was a grin on his face like he was saying I told you so along with the smugness of his expression as he left the two to themselves. The man wondered what it meant for a moment when he was suddenly reminded of their conversation the night he was visited in the hospital.

"Yes, it sounds illogical for you but that's how love works, buddy"

"If you won't believe me then see her for yourself after you get released and you'll know what I mean"

As he played back the man's words in his mind something immediately dawned on him. Mic wasn't just referring to [name], but he was also referring to him in the same way. How illogical He was just seeing through with his mission and nothing else. He had to think objectively about things.. There were no attachments whatsoever... as far as he knew.

"Ugh", the pro hero groaned with such irritation. He had to let that thought slide for the night or else he wouldn't get any rest.

As the pro hero's consciousness drifted, he began seeing images and events in his mind. The sensation was overwhelming and it felt like he was floating. Every inch of his body was enveloped with softness and warmth. It was the most relaxing and calming feeling that he had experienced in his entire life. What was it though? It didn't feel like a dream. It was more like...

"Aizawa-san...?"

The raven haired man was immediately shaken out of his slumber when he heard someone call his name. Since he just came out from his sleep, his senses were still a bit hazy and dazed. He felt the presence of a person standing just beside him. The man blinked a few more times to get his blurry sight straight yet he could only make out a small figure. He tried to sit up but was pushed back down. A heavy object was keeping him from getting back up. He then began hearing sobs and whines from whatever was on top of him.

Unable to move, he tried asking. "[name]? Is that you?"

The child shook her head fervently while she was clinging on both sides of his shirt. Her head was pressed firmly on his stomach as she held in her sobs. It was a bit uncomfortable but he was too tired to complain. He didn't know exactly why though.

"You're back... You kept your promise...", she cried. He could only let out a simple hum in response and was letting his drowsiness kick in. And judging by the tightening grip on his sides, it seemed like [name] wasn't planning to leave his side any time soon. The mummy-like man scooted over to the side and gestured for the child to climb in beside him. Yes, again, it was uncomfortable but he was absolutely tired to make a fuss about it.

The next morning, it was time for the three pros to return and do their assigned tasks. And just like the night before, they barged in without a single thought. They were met with a loud shush from Recovery Girl who arrived just a few minutes earlier than them. They didn't get why she wanted them to just shut up but they immediately got the idea when they peeked inside the curtains that covered the two patients' beds. 

Aizawa was sound asleep with [name]'s arm and leg draped over him. Her facial features were brighter than what she looked like last night. Although she still looked thin and pale, the sight of her sleeping peacefully with her guardian struck the rest of them with awe.

"Be very quiet. I don't want you lot ruining their sleep, understand?" The three nodded in agreement, trying their best to be as quiet as possible.  

"I'm taking pictures!"

"Me too!"

"Oh dear..."

A/N: This is so lame for me but imagine yourself clinging at the injured Aizawa like a koala during your sleep. And I guess you can probably tell that the last lines were Mic then Midnight and All Might respectively ~