Shinso wasn't one for tantrums or constant outbursts. That was too much energy the boy didn't have in him. However unless he's been holding back thoughts and negative emotions he will eventually break into an angry fit. Of course as his father Aizawa knew all the signs.
First he'd get abnormally quiet. Then secondly he'd start getting overly frustrated over small things. Then finally he'd start an argument when something didn't go his way and have to cool down. Aizawa did his best to catch this cycle early on.
He'd constantly question his son and ask if he needed to talk, but the boy was too prideful too comply and would refuse. This made both Aizawa and Hizashi frustrated, well mostly just Aizawa. Neither of the parents liked seeing their son in distress and it seemed to just upset them more when he'd refuse to talk it out and just keep things bottled up.
So you know when Shinso had one of his outbursts Aizawa was already mentally prepared to handle the situation.
"Goddamnit!!" Shinso cried out as his father blocked one of his moves for the 10th time in this one training session. He hated how he hasn't been improving at a n y t h i n g. It royally pissed him off and the thought of never being good enough was really eating away at his mind and nagging at his soul.
"Shinso!"
That voice snapped into reality once more and all the damaged he caused. His training staff was in ruins and he'd managed to break one of the trophy cases, leaving his hands a splintered and bloody mess.
Shinso looked over to see his very angry and worried looking father. Yeah he wasn't gonna be able to sit for a while after this-
Aizawa knew his son would have an outburst but he didn't think he was going to break Hizashi's prized trophy case that held both their accomplishments that they found admirable.
Aizawa had a brief outline as to what he planned to do with his son. He decided to add more along the way.
Finally the black haired male sighed, walking over to his son and asked in a monotone voice, "Are you finished?" He asked, his son giving a little nod.
"Use your words, boy." Aizawa crossed his arms.
"Yessir... I'm finished..." He mumbles.
With that Aizawa gave a nod and gripped his sons ear, taking him to the bathroom. His son didn't do much accept grunt from the uncomfortable feeling of his ear being pinched.
Aizawa released his sons ear and closed the door, quietly beginning to de-splinter his hands along with pick out the small pieces of glass.
Both males were silent throughout the procedure and the air became stale and tense.
"Father I'm sorry-"
"Don't. Just-... don't." Aizawa grunts in annoyance before using the disinfectant and wrapping up his hands in healing ointment and guaze.
Shinso was sent to his bedroom to wait for his father to come up. He was nervous, the last time he got his ass whooped was a few weeks ago for the exact same thing and he couldn't sit for days.
Once he heard his father enter he looked up from the homework in his lap and set it on his nightstand.
Aizawa went over and sat on the edge of his sons bed.
"Son it's obvious somethings on your mind. Mind telling me what it is?" He asks, watching his kid carefully.
"It's nothing dad. I just got agitated." His son half lied, looking away from his father. His chin was swiftly grabbed and he was forced to look at Aizawa's annoyed facial features.
"Do /n o t/ lie to me."
Shinso immediantly regretted his words and tried redeeming himself.
"I'm sorry! I just- I.... I don't know..." He lies. Yup. He failed big time. He just can't seem to bring himself too open up.
The angsty pro hero pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to calm his annoyance before he let out a breath. Then he grabbed his sons bicep and yanked him over his muscular thighs.
The insomniac teenager gasped, mildly struggling as his dad pushed down his training sweatpants and boxer briefs.
"D-dad wait!-" the teen choked out before his father's hand cracked against his plump spankable ass. This caused him the yelp, feeling more swats and slaps against his cheeks. His father's hand kept him in place and his legs were trapped underneath Aizawa's own leg.
"I'm sick and tired of this boy! You know damn well that as not only your mentor but as your father I am here for you any time of the day! You keep in those emotions like this anymore and you'll grow up sour!" Aizawa scolds, busting his kids ass with just his hand.
Shinso whimpered, the sting being intense and his father pace never ceasing. His dad's words were also getting to him- how could he be so unhealthy when it comes to his emotions?
Tears began to slip out and roll down his cheeks as the heavy swats only seemed to get harsher. The swats turning his pale ass too a light shade of red.
It hurt- he hated getting spanked like a small brat. Yeah the belt always sucked but being thrown over his father's lap and spanked with his hand on his bare ass never ceased to humiliate him.
"Dad please! I'm so sorry! I've just been so frustrated with the people around me and my quirk!" He sobbed out pitifully, gasping as he father aimed for his sit spots.
Aizawa hated having to resort to spankings but his son needed a firm hand and proper guidance.
"So that's what this has been about? Son if people are picking at you then come tell your father and I! You have parents for a reason son! And are you still worried about your quirk? Boy I've told you about million times- only YOU decide what path you take. A hero or a villian. It's not complicated. No matter what snobby students tell you only you can convince yourself otherwise." He said firmly, the sound of sharp flesh-on-flesh contact filling the air.
"I'm sorry dad! I'll work on getting more open! Please I've learned my lesson!" The purple haired male cried, relaxing as he felt his father stop spanking him after a moment. His ass was the perfect shade of crimson, both orbs glowing and his thighs were pink with splotchy red marks.
Aizawa fixed his child's clothes and pulled him on his lap, simply just holding him there as he waited for his son to calm down.
Shinso would improve his communication skills-
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