The Quirkless At U.A. (Student Reader x Aizawa)

Chapter 42.

CW: Mentions of suicide and self-harm.

I laid down in Recovery Girl's office, absolutely shattered. It felt so good to be in a real bed, and knowing I'm safe. My arm had a humungous scar on it after Recovery Girl used her quirk, due to the fact that I never got stitches for it. I'll carry that as a reminder with me for the rest of my life now, since that's never gonna fade. A reminder of how I let my guard down and allowed the League to drop me off halfway across the world. A reminder of how if I had gotten home quicker, that scar would have been much smaller.

"Hey..." Aizawa came in, sitting next to the bed. Truly a sight for sore eyes.

"Heyo. How's your head?" I asked, holding his hand.

"It's fine. A better question would be, how's your arm?" I rolled up my sleeve, making his eyes widen slightly at the huge bumpy scar.

"It was infected pretty bad. But at least I got home before it got worse, huh? Woulda been a lot better if I got stitches though..." I eyeballed it.

"I'm glad you're safe now. What happened, exactly?"

I told him of my time in Brighton, Croydon, and Toga and Kurogiri dropping me there.

"Shit... I tried to argue with the receptionist to let me go check on you, but she wouldn't let me go. I should have just gone..." He turned glum, looking down at the ground.

"It's alright. All's well that ends well, right?" I smiled at him. He sighed, finally smiling back. I hated seeing him like this.

"I missed you so much. I... started to feel sick every time I looked at her, and I avoided her as much as I could. I felt so bad, but I suppose it makes sense now."

"I missed you too. How were her kissing skills?" I joked around. He started to choke on air.

"Uh- I'm- I'm so sorry. I only did it after we dropped off the letters, and then it was only her initiating it after that. It felt very wrong, so I kept pulling away. Her lips were cold. Please forgive me, I feel terrible." He ran his hands through his hair. I couldn't help but laugh at the man.

"It's fine! You thought it was me. Don't worry. But it does make me a little sad, I guess. Not your fault though." I started to get up, just wanting to go home and get in some clean pajamas.

Truth be told, I was having a hard time dealing with it all. I even had to outrun and fight off 5 police officers at one point after some pickpocketing gone wrong. But I couldn't tell Aizawa as much as I wanted to; he felt shitty enough that he didn't notice I was gone.

He immediately embraced me into a hug, with me returning it. I buried my head into his chest, trying to fight back tears. I took in the familiar scent of him, revelling in his feeling.

"Sleeping on tarmac and concrete really did a number on my fucking back..." I stretched, hearing a few clicks in my spine.

"I can't believe you slept in alleyways for that long... You must be dying for a hot shower."

"Uh, about showers, funny story, but I'm now banned from all Fitness Plus sports centres in the UK for life."

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Hizashi dropped off my belongings outside my door, along with a bar of chocolate. What a guy. Entering, Toga kept it fairly clean at least. I dropped my stuff and immediately got into the shower, savouring the privilege of being able to use shampoo and soap finally.

Coming out, I dabbed my hair in the towel and looked into the steamy mirror.

A silhouette of a man behind me made me freak out.