Chapter 11: We'll Be Okay

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Third Person's POV:

Walking back into Izuku's hospital room, they were surprised to find the three of them cuddling on the bed, Izuku between them, sound asleep.

Hizashi, who was trying to muffle his laughter, took out his phone and proceeded to take an unnecessary amount of pictures, though he wouldn't admit that he had asked (demanded) his husband to send him those pictures.

Because he didn't.

Sighing, he stepped into the room and next to the bed. Making sure not to disturb them, he gently pulled up the cover over them, smiling at the adorable scene.

He then went and sat on one of those uncomfortable hospital chairs.

He sighs, put his head in his hands, and tries to will the nasty migraine away.

He looks up again, smiling again at the children.

Then he frowns, remembering his conversation with Izuku just before his ... attempt.

His husband sits on a chair next to him, taking his hand in his, and drawing soothing circles to calm him down.

Aizawa went to speak, but a sudden lump in his throat stopped him. He could feel the burn of tears behind his eyelids, and he quickly closes his eyes, willing the tears away.

He knows though, that it didn't work when the first tear fall on their joined hands.

It seems from there, the dam just broke. Tear after tear fell from his eyes.

He could feel his eyes become puffy from all the crying.

It wasn't often that he cried, but when he did, it was hard for him to control himself. To stop crying.

His husband knew it though, and for that he was grateful.

"Shouta, love, I need you to talk to me, please. I can't help if I don't know what's happening." Hizashi said in a soft and gentle voice.

It took him a few moments, to just breathe and calm down before he was able to tell his husband what happened.

Of how he found their son. The things Izuku had told him. What he believed he was, the kid from Gen Ed, and how he almost succeeded in getting their son away from the edge.

How he had failed in that too, in the end.

He told Hizashi about how he watched as Izuku pushed himself from the rooftop, with no hesitation.

"I'm a bad father 'Zashi. I couldn't even keep my son safe. I'm a bad hero. This isn't the first time something like this has happened on my watch. I should just retire as a hero, quit teaching. I'm bad lu-"

Aizawa couldn't finish his sentence as Hizashi kissed him to make him stop.

"My Love, you are not a bad father. And besides, if you're a bad father, then I am just as much of a bad father, am I not? Are we not both parents of Zuku?"

When Hizashi saw that Shouta was about to say something, and by the looks of it on his face, try to argue with him, he continued.

"No, Shouta, do not try and fight me on this. You are not a bad father. You didn't know this would happen. You are not some kind of ph psychic that can read minds or see the future, okay? So, do not blame yourself." Hizashi said in a stern voice.

Shouta looked at Hizashi with his sad eyes, eyes that held years of pain. Eyes that broke Hizashi's heart, because Shouta shouldn't look so broken.

He didn't deserve this.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 18, 2022 ⏰

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