What Gives You The Right? ~ ShinDeku

Chapter: 15

So uh, I wouldn't call it violence but there's definitely intentional harm in this chapter.

Also don't hate me-

3rd POV

Izuku was tidying up the cave, making dinner and patiently waiting for Shinsou to come home.

He was occupied with the computer, it had seemingly gotten a virus, when he heard someone walk through the cave door.

He immediately turned, "Hitoshi welcome back-"

He cut himself off with a gasp, a sudden intake of air.

Shinsou had stabbed Izuku in between the ribs and damn did that hurt. Izuku's arms immediately went around Shinsou's shoulder for support, as if they were hugging. His mouth was slightly open and his eyes were wide at the thought of this being Shinsou, the one who was holding him with a knife nearly in his gut.

Izuku's breaths were immediately labored as Shinsou gave him no room to pull out the knife. Shinsou slowly laid him down to the ground keeping him there until Izuku stopped struggling.

"H-Hit-"

Izuku was cut off my another vast intake of breath.

Shinsou laid his head on Izuku's shoulder, letting the tears fall as he continued to hold the knife, not letting Izuku take it out.

"I'm sorry- I'm so sorry Izuku- I love you so much, but I have to save her. She's too young to die, too young to face the world of hurt the league would give her if I didn't do this. I'm so sorry I betrayed you like this-"

"H-H-" Izuku couldn't get anything but almost incoherent noises out as Shinsou continued talking.

"You deserved better- you deserved so much better than someone who went right back around and only hurt you in the end."

"A-ah-" Izuku tried to cry out in pain but in wasn't working.

The past two years, Izuku had been working on it and no longer ran into fights with no intention of coming out alive. In fact, the past year he hadn't been stabbed once.

This pain was foreign to him after a year and a half of almost never getting injured.

"Listen to me." Shinsou said quietly, leaning his head into the crook of Izuku's neck so it looked like he wasn't talking. "I know you probably hate me, and that's why I'm going to disappear. I ordered Aizawa to come here in about 5 minutes from now. I need you to hang on until then. Don't take out the knife."

Shinsou leaned up and let go of the knife, looking at the boy who was fighting tears for many reasons.

"K-iss m-m-me-"

In the two years the boys had been together, not once had they done anything intimate. Not that kissing was intimate but still.

Shinsou smiled sadly as his tears continued, stroking Izuku's cheek. He leaned down and gently pecked the boy's lips before pulling away. He was afraid if he continued he'd stay, and that wasn't an option.

"Forget about me Izu..."

And with that, Shinsou picked up one thing from the bed and left.

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Aizawa had been sitting on the couch for 4 minutes now, the same words ringing in his head.

In 6 minutes, go to the cave on the north side of the beach and help the green haired boy, he'll need doctors. Don't waist any time.

They weren't words per say, more thoughts that weren't his own.

Aizawa felt the control he had slowly slip back into his body and he immediately stood, "Hizashi call an ambulance down the the north side of the beach!" Aizawa desperately yelled, already out the door. He knew Yamada wouldn't second guess him.

Running on pure adrenaline, Aizawa ran to where he knew the cave was by heart. He had no doubt Yamada was right behind him, and that Todoroki and Kaminari were likely confused as hell but he just couldn't worry about that.

He had a strong feeling he knew what happened, and son or not he wasn't going to let Izuku die.

Already at the beach, Aizawa booked it across the sand, heading towards the spot he knew the cave entrance was and immediately going in.

Horrified at the sight of Izuku laying completely still with a knife in between his rib cage, Aizawa slid to a stop and dropped next to the boy. He would've thought the boy dead if not for the small, unsteady rise and drop of his chest.

Aizawa knew better than to take out the knife but what else was there to do? They couldn't hear the wound and Aizawa had nothing to put pressure on the wound.

For the first time ever, he was panicking and genuinely didn't know what to do.

"Goddamnit!"

Aizawa practically jumped out of his skin as his loud husband entered the cave.

"Out of the way, now!"

Aizawa quickly moved out of the way allowing Yamada to work, trying to help the boy some before the ambulances got here. Aizawa couldn't watch as Yamada expertly removed the knife and immediately put pressure on the wound so he turned around, now facing the bed.

The locket was on the bed.

Aizawa bent down and grabbed the locket, looking at the picture inside. To think, he couldn't stop this from happening to Inko's kid. To his kid.

"Who is this kid Shouta? He keeps showing up! First you brought him home with a knife wound in the gut and now he's laying here with a knife-"

Aizawa bit his lip but started talking anyways. "That's my son Hizashi." He said quietly, the sadness was practically dripping from his voice.

Not because he cared more about Izuku than his other two sons- no. Sadness because Izuku didn't deserve this world. He surely wouldn't remember it but when Izuku was younger Aizawa always played with him, always kept him entertained. He was a kind hearted little kid with the best intentions for everyone in mind.

"That does not explain why he's showed up with unexplainable wounds Sho!" Replied Yamada, only half paying attention to the conversation.

Aizawa bit his lip again. "That's Discord."

Gahhhhhhhh

Sorry this chapter was a little shorter than the others but I really hoped the liked it. Even though I knew what was going to happen my heart was pounding so fast the entire time and I was incredibly scared😂

My anxiety has no reason.

Anyways yeah, that made me cry but it's ok.

Also, this is the last chapter of the day! I'm might not resume publishing chapters until Friday, so this of this as an I'm sorry. See ya later✌🏻