Voltage ~ (Denki Kaminari x Depressed! Reader)

Ch. 5

[] y/n's pov[]

I woke with a pounding headache. What happened? I really didn't think I went that overboard with my quirk! I was at my house- more specifically, in my room. I turned and checked my phone, which read 2:59 am. Even the date had changed. How long was I out for? There were missed calls from Iida and a text or two from the blonde kid. Did I catch his name? I couldn't remember. I sighed and swung my feet over the side of my bed, slipping on my blue slippers and stumbled over to my window. My room looked so foreign in the dead of night. Like I was in a body other than my own.

I grabbed my phone and some earbuds and opened up my window. I sat on the ledge, my body facing towards my room. I hauled myself onto the roof and climbed not-so elegantly up. I sat and began looking out at the stars. As my eyes met the earbud jack, it hit me that i didn't get my new group's numbers.

"Damn." I mumbled and plugged in my earbuds, quickly hooking the speaker part up to my ears and putting on a song. I put on an american song called "listen before i go" by Billie Eilish. I never understood american names much. My e/c eyes scanned the sky, before landing on the lights of a plane. I began to cry. Was mother up there with that plane and the stars? Was she watching me from a cloud? Was she proud? That question strangled my thoughts every day. was she proud of the little girl she raised? The little girl she spent nine months bringing into the world, just for her to become shattered and lost? I felt someone's presence beside me.

"You alright kiddo? Your not looking to hot..." the gruff, tired voice rung through the air.

{}3RD person pov{}

Y/N turned to see red eyes and a light khaki colored scarf flowing in the wind. His raven colored hair flowed easily in the breeze as it pressed against the both of their bodies. He looked to be in his late thirties, with eye bags and a bit of facial hair.

"My name is Shota Aizawa, otherwise knows as Eraserhead, the pro hero. I seen you at the entrance exam today. It's pretty dangerous up here." his hoarse voice called, cocking a brow at the weeping teen beside him. She only wiped her bandaged face and sniffled, refusing to even look at the male.

"Why are you crying? a future hero course student isn't supposed to cry about spilled milk." The male offered his arms for a hug, which Y/N hesitantly accepted. He cared enough to stay and comfort her, why not let him? She didn't see anyone else up here to ask what's wrong and hug her. She started to sob at the contact, burying her face in the mans arm. Almost like she was hiding from the world. Shota rubbed her back to try and calm the crying girl hugging him. (omg what a softie I love this- also, by the way this is like- a father/daughter hug not a lover/lover hug. that's nasty.)

"Let it out, your ok now. there's no reason to cry."

{}Shota's p.o.v{}

'Hm, she doesn't seem to have any bruises that we'ren't caused by her own quirk, and she appears to be well taken care of... what could the issue be about?' I thought, examining the girl for any sort of injury or mistreatment. 'She doesn't look older than fourteen, maybe fifteen if we tried hard enough. Maybe an arguement with a loved one.' Before he could blink, the girl was fast asleep.

"Damn thing cried herself to sleep..." he sighed, gently picking the injured teen in his arms andd slipping into the window he had seen her emerge from. He laid her in her bed, stopping her music and plugging her phone in to chrarge. He tucked her in tightly and removed a notepad from his sweatpant pocket. He proceeded to write her a note. He usually kept it there in case anyone had a visual description of a criminal he had to take down immediately. He also used it for when he remembered something he had to do later in the day or tomorrow

"Hello, kid. You fell asleep on me, so I brought you through the window and put you to bed. Sorry if that seems intruding. I don't know what you were crying about, and it really isn't my buisness, but— feel better, ok? I teach the hero course at UA High. You have extreme amounts of potential, and I will be reccomending you to the hero course myself. By the time school starts I excpect to see you in top mental, emotional, and physical shape. I'll leave my address below, I also expect letters every month about how your doing if it's not too much to ask. I'll also leave my number for emergencies. (This means emergencies only, like your house is burning down or your parents just had a heart attack.) sleep well. -Shota Aizawa."

Heyyoooooo~ it's been a while! Sorry this was short, quarantine is really is getting me smh. This was only 850 something words or think. Hope you all are doing well, and thanks sooooo much for 2k reads, y'all are nuts for liking this lmao. Stay safe honeys!