Aizawa x reader.

Chapter 19

(Y/N POV)

"Hey, I'm home!" I called out as I walked into my childhood house. I closed the door and took my shoes off. I looked around and didn't see my parents. "That's odd. They're usually home by now." I thought to myself as I made my way to the kitchen for a glass of water. I had a hero training class as my last period in school, so I was always super thirsty and tired when I got home. After getting my glass I made my way to the living room to relax. I sat down and pulled out my phone starting to scroll through my social media.
"What is that smell? Did dad forget to take out the trash this morning?" I got up and made my way over to the trash can to check. "No? I guess he took it out. What is that smell then? Did I forget my dinner in my room last night while I was studying?" as I made my way down the hall I saw the rug was messed up, that's not normal. Mom always makes sure the house is nice and organized. I bent down to fix the rug and saw a shadow move under my parent's bedroom door... I slowly got up and felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. The smell was coming from their room... Then it hit me... The smell I couldn't pinpoint... It was iron... I pulled out my phone and dialed the police.
"Tokyo police department. Do you need fire, EMS, or law enforcement?" the calm gentleman asked. "EMS and Law. I just got home and I think something is wrong. I think I smell blood and I think someone is in my house. My parents might be in danger. Do I have the authority to use my quirk in self-defense?" I asked as I made silent steps toward the bedroom. "Yes. Stay on the line, I have your location and we have law enforcement and EMS on the way." I told him thank you and that I would. As I gripped the door nob I activated my quirk turning myself into metal and slowly opened the door.
I saw my dad tied to a chair covered in cuts and blood with a rope in his mouth. He was sobbing it looked like he was trying to shake his head no as if to tell me to leave. I made a step in the door and that's when I saw it... My mom... She was gone... Her throat had been slashed. She was laying, still tied to a chair, in a pool of her blood. My dad tried screaming through the rope, motioning behind me. As I started to turn a voice rang in my ear making me freeze.
"What a shame. Another body to dispose of. I thought it was merely Sir Touch and Madame Take." I had to see him, I had to know what he looked like. This man killed my mother, I wasn't going to let him get away with it. "Oh. Don't be so reckless. You're an easy target little one."
I spun around and instantly feel a sharp pain run through my head and sense the blood starting to run down my face. This dream... It's always the same nightmare and it wakes me up in panic mode.

(Aizawa's POV)

What time is it? I turned to look at my phone, 4:30 am. I rolled back over and noticed Y/N's eyes were moving pretty rapidly under her eyelids. She was dreaming. God, she was beautiful. I couldn't help but lay there and admire her. As I lay there I start to notice that she is breathing heavier. I prop myself up on my elbow and observe as she starts twitching and muttering. "...Mom...n-no... Dad...h-help..." this wasn't a dream anymore. This was a nightmare. I sit up completely and place my hand on her shoulder, trying to lightly shake her to wake up. It doesn't work... "Y/N, hey. Wake up." I spoke still trying to shake her. Nothing. I keep trying it but getting louder and being a bit more force full. Still nothing, so I stop. I just have to watch the horror unfold. She was starting to hyperventilate and tears were streaming down her face. It felt like an eternity but she finally woke up... But not in a good way... When she shot up her quirk activated turning her into the wood from my bed frame.
Before I even knew what happened she was on top of me throwing blow after blow as hard as she could. I barely had enough time to put my hands up to try and defend myself. "Y/N IT'S ME!!! HEY!!! IT'S ME, SHOTA!!! She stopped and I lowered my arms. She was shaking and I could see the fear on her face as she deactivated her quirk... "Hey... It's okay." I tried to say while grabbing my arms. She got off me and ran into the bathroom locking the door behind her. "Y/N! Hey! I'm not mad!" I let out in a rushed tone trying to follow her. When I made it to the door I tried opening it. "Y/N, please open the door. I'm not mad. Just open the door please." I heard her shuffle around and move to sit with her back against the door. I knew I wouldn't get anywhere if I continued to press, so I sat down and waited for her.
Damn, she hits hard... What was she dreaming about?... Her parents? What happened to them?... Come to think of it, she never talked about them. I could look it up... I'm sure I'll find something in an old news report. I pulled out my phone. Wait... How would she feel if I looked it up? Would she be upset if I looked it up... Will she tell me about it? I'm curious and want to know what happened to see if I can help... But what if she hasn't told me because she doesn't want me to know... God, what do I do? I sat and thought about it more. I started to hear crying on the other side of the door and that's when her cat came up to me and started meowing and scratching at the door. I tried to pet her but she wanted nothing to do with me. That's when I heard the door lock click. I looked up and she opened the door just wide enough to let Yumiko into the bathroom with her. I wanted to push the door open and go in too but I had to respect her boundaries... She wanted to be alone, I got up and made my way to the coffee table where I had my notebook. I pulled a page out and wrote "I'm going to the store. I'll be back in about half an hour. If you need or want anything text me and I'll pick it up. Please be safe." I slipped it under the door with her phone, got my things together, and left.
When I got to the store I tried to look for things that I thought she would appreciate having. She's been through so much recently and I don't know how to help. I called Mic to ask for his input on what to get for her, he's the only one I trust when it comes to what girls like... because he basically is one, and Midnight is no help... "Mic. What do girls like? Like material things?" I heard him yawn as he was waking up from the sudden call. "Sho... It is way too early for this man. Flowers, cake, make-up? What are you talking about?" I sighed. "Mic just answer the question." he hummed for a second and responded.
"Skincare, like a whole kit. Facemasks (the sheet masks, the peel-off ones, and the jelly ones) literally all of them, a soft squishy headband to keep her hair out of her face, a good moisturizer, a good face wash (I recommend the star-face line. All their products are great and the bottles are bright yellow!), an Amethyst roller, a good shampoo and conditioner, body wash that smells good, hair masks, bath bombs (no they aren't actually bombs), a body scrub, a good razer. You get the point."
As he was listing everything off I knew this was going to be pricey... But hey. It's not like I spend money on myself, and I had a decent amount of money just sitting in my account. I don't like being reckless with it but I just have to keep telling myself that it's not for me. "Okay Mic, I got all of it. What else?" he paused for a moment "Wait... Like everything I just listed?" I sighed in annoyance "Yes Mic. Everything. Now what else." his giggling only made me more annoyed " Wow Sho, you must really like this girl... Wait? So you do listen to me?!" he giggled "Mic!" I need to get him back on track. "Okay! Okay. Let's see... Uhhhh. Oh! Get her a squishmallow! It's like a stuffed animal. She'll love that! See if you can find a cat one! You both like cats!" after finding it I asked him what else. He said I should get her a nice throw blanket or two, a couple of soft hoodies, a perfume that I think smells good, and a basket to put it all in. After finding all of the items he told me to get I thanked him. I wanted to look for a nice dress for her too. I had an idea that I would take her out to dinner tonight. I thought it would make her feel better. Going over to the women's section I found a nice dress that I thought she would look good in.
   It was a floor length , long sleeve, red dress that had a slit in it. I didn't know how she would feel about how deep the neckline was but it was a really nice, simple yet elegant dress. I'm glad I had checked the size of her other dresses before I left the apartment, and with that I made my way to the checkout...
"$50...$120...$230...$360... Fuck... Right. I'm not doing this for myself, but still. This is insane..." the total came out to about $450. After I got everything I made my way back to the apartment. When I walked in the bathroom door was still shut so I made my way over to the bed and dumped out all of the things I had just bought and put her dress in the closet. I set the basket down first and added thing after thing until I thought it looked okay. I set the basket down on the other side of the door and laid down on the bed looking over to see Yumiko's paw trying to grab the basket. After a while I heard the door unlock so I sat up. She slowly opened the door and looked at the basket with a confused look on her face.
   "It's for you." I said laying back down. I didn't want her to feel like I was watching her and make her uncomfortable. I heard her picking through the basket. "Why?" she shyly muttered. "You've been through a lot recently. I just figured you could use or want some self-care things." I said glancing at her. "How much was all of this?" I could already tell she wanted to pay me back for it. "If I wanted you to know I would have told you. It's a gift. Don't pay me back for it." I said in a matter-of-fact kind of tone. She stayed pretty quiet after that and continued to examine everything. By the end of her going threw the basket she had the cat plushie in her lap, one of the new hoodies on that she sprayed with the perfume, the headband partially put on,  and she had wrapped herself in one of the blankets. She honestly looked like a kid on Christmas day. I snuck a picture and got up to go sit with her.
   When I got over to her I sat down and she moved my legs so she could sit in between them and use me as a backrest. I didn't exactly know what to do so I just sat there. I think she could tell I was kinda lost because she grabbed both of my wrists and wrapped my arms around herself and started tracing the newly formed bruises. "I'm sorry I hit you. I woke up confused and it felt like I was still in the dream. Are your arms okay?"  she sheepishly said trying to hold back the tears as she thought about it again. "They're fine, not too banged up... I'm not mad at you. I could tell you were having a nightmare. If you want to talk about it, I'll listen. If you don't, I won't press." I just wanted her to be okay... She shakily sighed and snuggled in closer to me. "My mom was killed when I was in high school, my dad has been in a mental hospital ever since. They never caught the guy that did it. I have reoccurring nightmares about it... It plays out the same every time..." she was starting to sniffle again. I sat for a second thinking about how to respond. "...My dad was killed before I was born, from what my mom told me he had Erasure too, and my mom was quirkless. He never fought in any fights though...he would sit at the tops of buildings and just watch the city. When he saw a fight going down he would just deactivate the villain's quirk to let the real hero win. He got caught in the middle one day on his way home from work and died. My mom took care of me until she got cancer. She passed away after my first year at UA..." I had to be vulnerable... I didn't want to, but she did the same for me.
   We both sat in silence for a while, just holding each other and listening to each other breathe. It was the first time I had talked about my parents in years. It felt strange... But I'm glad she knew about it now. Mic is the only other person that knows about it. After a while, she said she was tired and wanted to take a nap. I told her that it didn't sound like a bad idea, so we got up, made our way over to the bed, snuggled up together under the blankets, and took a nap.