Present Mic x Deaf! Reader

The Ghost In Her

It was the screaming on the other end of the line that really woke him up.

"Mic, we need you at the school."

Of course, Aizawa would be the one to call him at four in the morning with such a dead sounding voice that anyone else would have carded it as a joke.

"What's going on, why is someone screaming?"

A sigh, then a few seconds of silence. "She woke up. Won't even let her mom in, just keeps screaming. We need someone else here to restrain her."

He had to pull the phone away from his ear as Tainted Love started screeching in the background. Yamada rubbed at his forehead, already up and out of bed, making his way across the room to get dressed. "I'm on my way. Make sure no one loses any eardrums till I get there."

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He took note of the fact that now, instead of Tainted Love, One Way Or Another was blasting throughout the school yard. Aizawa, Inko Midoriya, Izuku, Midnight, and All Might stood near the doors, all looking at him warily as he approached.

"How long?"

"About an hour now. Midnight tried to knock her out, but it didn't do anything. The only one in there right now is-"

He didn't need to hear the rest, just nodded and moved his noise-cancelling headphones to his ears as he entered the building. The music only got louder and louder as he made his way to Recovery Girl's office, goosebumps coating his skin at the thought of her sitting in there, scared, alone, and probably in pain.

He opened and closed the door quickly, not sure what state she would be in.

It felt like his heart stopped when his eyes locked on her frame. There she was, eyes pure white yet filled with terror as she curled in the corner, nails scratching at her skin, bloodying herself. Her hair seemed almost erthreal, floating around her head as though she was underwater. Her skin was exceptionally pale, mouth opening and closing like a fish.

"(Y/n)?"

Her head snapped to him, whitened eyes almost glowing. The music stuttered, then stopped all together. "She cares for you."

It sounded as though there were thousands of people whispering together at once.

"What?"

In the blink of an eye, she was in front of him, hands gripping the front of his shirt tightly as she floated off the ground. "She has fallen in love with you. We will not hurt you, in fear of hurting her."

He blinked once, twice. Sweat trickled down his neck as he stared into her white eyes, her face expressionless. "We?"

"We protect her. She was hurt, beaten. We were put inside of her. Unintentionally. We love her. We saved her." She blinked, and the room fell dark. The whitened eyes she posessed glowed in the darkness, ruby red eyes suddenly popping up around him in the room, glowing as well. "If you harm her, we will kill you. We will take her away."

He thickly swallowed the saliva collecting in his throat, mouth dry. "Who are you?" The crack in his voice revealed the fear that clenched at his heart, making the being inside (y/n) chuckle.

"We are The Ghost. We were sent to protect the savior. The savior of your pathetic Earth."

"Well, can I have her back now? Her family misses her."

The Ghost shot her hand out, wrapping her fingers up in his collar. "You will protect her from the harm in this world when we cannot, is that understood Hizashi Yamada?"

When he nodded, her eyes slid shut and she fell to the floor, head releasing an ominous crack as it made contact with the tile.

He could only stare for a few seconds, mind reeling, before he snapped back into reality. Bending down, he scooped her up. Yes, he should have just put her back on the bed and let Recovery Girl take over, but he felt bad leaving her in that hospital room for longer, even if she wasn't concious to remember it.

Holding her tightly to his chest, bridal style, he carried her down two flights of stairs and out the front door to the awaiting staff and family.

Inko and Izuku immediately tackled him, both gushing and mothering the young adult immediately. He could only hand her off to Izuku at that point, the green haired teen basically ripping her from his arms anyways. He felt lost without her warmth.

"What happened in there?"

He looked to see Aizawas deadened, yet still shocked, gaze. "I don't even really know." Hizashi could only look back to you, his heart fluttering at the sight of your eyes finally opening, (y/e/c) irises looking around warily. "I just know that she's gonna be alright."