Nightmares

Chapter One

I wrote this after being kept up by some bad dreams of my own sooooo it's probably not really good. Oh well.

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Midoriya was no strangers to nightmares. Waking up abruptly to indecent hours, frantically struggling to breathe in air and fingers scrambling to find purchase in the blankets tangled around him. All of that were now an old friend to him.

When he was younger, the dreams had consisted of ash-blonde hair and hateful red eyes and pain, fiery hot pain that Midoriya had come to associate with Kacchan and his quirk. Those had him jerking up into a sitting position with a choked gasp and his mother tiredly wrapping her arms around his small, trembling form.

Then came the ones revolving around All Might in some way, shape, or form. All Might leaving him on the rooftop, telling him that he'll never achieve his dream of becoming a great hero. All Might regretting his choice of choosing Midoriya as his successor. All Might trapped surrounded by the sludge villain in Kacchan's place, sending him a glare of regret, hate, and fear right before he's sucked in. Heck, Midoriya once dreamed of killing his hero himself, crimson red staining his hands and clothes.

He used to think those were the worst ones his mind could come up with but he found that the further his career as an UA student progressed, the more terrifying they became.

Kacchan, this time joined with many others, getting kidnapped while he just stood there unable to make himself move despite how hard he tried to force himself to. Kota being ripped apart by a very large man. Todoroki and Iida being stabbed to death by Killer Stein. Fingers wrapping around Tsuyu's face, causing her to jerk and scream while she slowly, painfully turned to dust, and their teacher's head being smashed open upon the ground by Nomu nearby.

All these and more visited him on a regular basis and being safe at the dormitories at UA did little to nothing to stop them.

Mirdoriya's eyes jerked open and a scream died on his lips. Unknown fingers worked their way through his hair, causing him to throw himself backwards and slam into the wall.

"Shh, shh, Midoriya. It's just me."

He blinked his teary eyes and made out a familiar figure sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Your classmate heard your screaming and sent for me. Don't understand why they didn't just come in here themselves," Aizawa mumbled quietly in explanation as he reached out again, brushing his green curls out of they way and pressing his fingers to his forehead. Midoriya leaned into the touch. It felt great against his flushed skin.

"A fever," his teacher sighed and pushed himself up into a standing position. "Alright, get up. I'm taking you to Recovery Girl." Midoriya simply whimpered in response, missing the cool contact. Aizawa sighed again and leaned over, gently wrapping an arm around his back and under his knees, jostling the boy a bit as he picked him up.

Midoriya hid his face in Aizawa's chest away from the lights and noises they passed on their way to Recovery Girl's office. His teacher's scent enveloped him as he did his best to get his unsteady breathing under control.

He was safe.

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Oof, the numbers of times I used the word jerk in horrific.

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