Hizashi stared at Aizawa while Shinso was reading the file for the 4th time.
"Holy hell Dad what did you get yourself into?!" Shota rubbed the bridge of his nose and glanced up at the stairway leading up to Izuku's room. "I have no idea, Shinso." Shinso glanced at his dad and cleared his throat "Uh, you think I could ask if he wants to eat dinner with us? Maybe?" Aizawa chuckled wearily "Yeah, uh go ahead, just don't touch him and keep your distance. If you need me just yell." Shinso nodded and walked up to the guest room, after a second of hesitance he knocked on the door. A raspy voice emanated from the room, "Come in."
He walked into the room and blanched when he saw Izuku sitting on the corner of the bed. He was still wearing his straitjacket but his arms weren't tied up together and he could tell that Izuku was untrusting of him. "May I help you?" He drawled sarcastically, trying to mask his discomfort, Shinso cleared his throat and smiled awkwardly, "You want to come down and join us for dinner Izuku?" Deku sighed and pulled himself off the bed. "Call me Deku." And started walking downstairs. As soon as they both got downstairs Mic bombarded Deku with questions while Shinso sat down next to Aizawa. After a few more minutes Hizashi realized that he might have been talking to a wall with all of the answers he had been getting from Deku and passed out some udon before sitting down. Deku stared at the food in front of him as his eyes started to bleed into red.
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FanfictionAizawa and Nezu are trying to get info about the LOV from a patient at a mental hospital. But little do they know, this inmate holds more secrets than they could've imagined.