Version A, Too | Boku No Hero Academia Reader Insert

XVIII: Equinox

(M/N) is in the place of "Mother's Name."

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(M/N) wearily sighs as she scans her pass for the metro and a familiar beeping sound reaches her ears, letting her pass through the barricade of a thin, waist-level metal bar with ease. Catching sight of the familiar, but worn-out sign of her designated train platform makes her sigh again -- longer, this time. The breath escapes her nose and fans down to her collar, making the white linen flaps move almost pitifully in the slight breeze, as if they knew the life given to them was out of sheer unease and dissatisfaction.

The collar stills as (M/N)'s huffs come to a stop upon her figure reaching the platform. She shifts in her low heels and checks her phone, furrowing her eyebrows and pressing her thinned lips together when seeing that (Y/N) had only spared a meager "good morning mom, I'm doing good" in response to her optimistic good morning text that asked how they were doing.

Of course, (M/N) would've appreciated a response that was more lighthearted, but her child's lack of enthusiasm, rigor, and spirit was more than understandable. What they had gone through was incomparable to the daily struggles that she had to face. A few minutes of staring at the screen was enough to convince her that she should be content with the fact that (Y/N) had even responded at all. So she subsequently pockets her device, continuing to wait for her subway cab without a second thought. 

Once the metro arrives, she boards it with a bustling crowd in front and behind of her pushing and shoving to get a place in the vehicle. Her body is clamped in between two taller gentlemen and one smaller woman, who are also presumed to be heading off to work, and when she glances up at them, she winces at the sight of their droopy eyelids and exhausted features, the view reminding her of her own disheveled appearance when she gazed into the bathroom mirror this morning.

Her unnaturally tired features were a product of the constant stress she underwent after (Y/N) had resumed school virtually because of the incident.

It was an understatement to say that (M/N) was worried about (Y/N). After all the League had conspired and acted upon, and the effects that were taking a toll on (Y/N) as a result of them, she was necessarily worried -- or at least, as worried a mother should be once harm comes to their child. 

Day after day, she would obsess over their overall condition -- how well they were holding up mentally, what regressions and progresses there had been physically, and so on. There was a firm appreciation from (Y/N)'s part, but they still seemed closed off, distant. They always seemed to be staring into space, at nothing in particular, as if they were in some kind of trance or in deep thought.

Because of the toxic reaction produced by his behavior mixed with (M/N)'s worrying and protective nature, the predicament at hand was worsened completely. It had definitively taken a toll on (M/N)'s overall health -- darker, deeper bags appearing underneath her eyes, a slight slouch in her shoulders wherever she went, this inexplicable tiredness in her voice, and a dulled gaze in the place of previously shining irises.

But despite all the red flags and telltale signs of a shattered physical and mental health, she persisted because she loved (Y/N). They were worth it. They were worth every effort, every struggle, every fight. 

She thought she was doing the right thing by doing whatever it took to help her child in their recovery, and admittedly, she was. (Y/N) could not have been put in a better situation than what their parents gave them -- a cushioned pad to land on when they fell, and a safe space to recuperate in. However, the one flaw in (M/N)'s plan was that she had failed to acknowledge her limit and capacity in taking care of her child. 

She was only human, after all, and humans could only take so much. 

And so when the thought of taking care of (Y/N) had been buried in the responsibilities that her work demanded, she thought she would at least feel a little bit of relief now that she didn't have to completely drain herself to do a job to the best of her abilities.