Aizawa x Reader One-Shots

Injury

TW! Mentions of blood and injury.

"Sho! I'm home!" you announced, entering the door to your shared apartment. A suspicious quiet was all that replied to your greeting.

"Sho?" you questioned, leaving your shoes at the door. His hero gear was lumped in a pile and the faint smell of blood lingered in the air. You headed towards the bedroom, as the smell of blood grew stronger.

The door to the bathroom was slightly ajar and a small trail of blood could be seen on the floor.

"Shota!" you gasped, opening the door and seeing your husband sewing up his own wound on the bathroom floor. His hands, covered in blood, were shaking as he stitched up his side. A deep gash ran from just below his armpit to half-way down his torso.

You dropped to the floor beside him, your breath shaky in panic. "You've been trying to do this yourself? Shota! You need to get to the hospital!"

"I'm f-fine," he replied, grunting in pain as he added another stitch. "I can deal with this myself."

"God that's a lot of blood," you whispered, trying to calm yourself. "I'm taking you to the hospital, I don't care if you can "handle it yourself," you need medical help." You grabbed a wet towel to try and clean the blood that was gradually dripping down his side.

"No, I got this. I've done it before." he said, wincing at the pain. "I don't want to be a burden." he said, relaxing his shoulders to try and calm his shaking hands.

"If you didn't want to be a burden, you should have gotten it treated right away! You're losing a lot of blood." You replied, grabbing his hands in yours and helping him to his feet.

He winced as he stood, wobbling slightly. You handed him a towel to somewhat contain the blood that seemed to have increased its flow now that he's upright. You led him to the door, quickly slipping on your shoes as he tied his capture gear around his waist to hold the towel in place.

You both headed to the car, his arm slung around your shoulder, helping him stay on his feet.

"What would I do without you Kitten?" he asked, grunting as he lowered himself into the passenger seat.

"You'd probably be dead by now." you replied, chuckling lightly. He chuckled and leaned his head back. You gently kissed his cheek and hopped in the driver's seat, speeding off towards the hospital.

A/N- Sorry this is a little short. I've been super busy with school lately. I'll try to update at least twice a week ish. :)