"He'll slowly lose interest in you... and one day, he'll forget about you." Tora's words stuck to you as you sat on the bed, staring at the white walls on the hospital.
You didn't want to believe him. You didn't, but he made a point. He always did. Aizawa had left you there and he wasn't visiting as much as he was. Was it just by coincidence that Tora went to visit you, or did he have to do something with the reason why Aizawa left you there? Was it all Aizawa's choice? Or was he also under the control of Akane?
"It's not your fault." Aizawa's words before he left you there stayed to you. Was it really not your fault? Or did he just not want to blame you directly? It made you worry.
Worry that Tora's words were true.
That you shouldn't trust to much. Not even Aizawa.
You big bright eyes fluttered open to the feeling of the early morning sun. You were the first to wake. You sat up and stretched, looking over to see Aizawa with his back facing you.
Within three weeks, you started to doubt your own senses. You began to think things through and worry about things more.
You look leaned on his side and looked at his sleeping face. So soft, so peaceful. You were a child, so you brought your tiny hand out and poked his face, shivering at the sensation of his facial hair.
He stayed asleep.
You began to worry something was wrong. Usually, he was the first to wake up. Was something wrong with Aizawa? Did you do something wrong?
You leaned on him more, examing him and actually interested as to why he had hair in his face. As a child who is still learning, you were curious and wondered if you'd get hair on your face as well. You placed a hand on his face to feel his stubbles, it made you shiver.
You jumped when you heard a small rumble from Aizawa. You looked at him only to see him smiling at you, one eye open.
"You're up early." He muttered, turning to face you. "What are you doing?" He felt your tiny hand on his face.
"H-ha-air." You placed both of you tiny hands on his face and visibly shivered at the sensation, making him chuckle. You were now on top of him, laying on your belly as your curious eyes were on his smiling face.
He seemed happy. So was he not mad at you? Did he not blame you for anything? His once broken arm that was now two bandaged arms filled with your scratches. Wasn't he mad that you practically caused that on him?
You were trying to figure out as to why he made the choice of leaving you in the hospital. Maybe it would give you a reason to not listen to Tora and place your trust on him. If you knew his reason why he left you there, maybe you'd be able to stop worrying, and doubting every movement he made and get back to the days before the incident.
"What? Do you like it?" He snapped you out of your thoughts as his warm smile grew. You didn't know this, but he missed you so much. He loved these little moments with you. It was just so warm and comfortable. You didn't know this, but he was blaming himself for everything that happened.
He wrapped his arms around you and turned to the side so you can lie on the couch. "Go back to sleep, (Y/n)." His dark eyes on you. Those eyes that always gave you assurance. Should you trust those eyes? Or were they a spell like Akane's hands?
"Its still too early." He tried to close your eyes with his hand by slightly brushing over them, but you'd flutter them open, to look at him innocently. You didn't understand why he wanted you to sleep, but you were wide awake, thinking and contemplating over things. Things only your four year old brain could think of.
"Come on, back to sleep." He covered your eyes with his hand, softly chanting the word sleep like it would actually cast a sleeping spell. When he'd remove it, you'd just flutter you pretty eyes open to admire Aizawa's happy smile. It was a pleasant sight to see. A soft sweet smile on the man's face was never boring. It was just wholesome.
You were so precious; so small and cute. He wanted to pinch your chubby cheeks, but that would probably just make you cry and he definitely didn't want that.
"Sleep sleep sleeeeep." He softly giggled as you refused to close you eyes again. He sighed and shook his head, "Suit yourself, (Y/n). Daddy's going back to sleep." He closed his eyes, in which you didn't want because you would be the only one awake.
"No!" You placed your tiny hands on his face. Pushing up his cheeks a bit as he laughs lightly.
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"Its too early." Aizawa playfully whined. "Daddy wants to sleep."
"No."
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Your weekend was spent just at home. Watching movies, playing with the cats, drawing, writing, eating and cuddle while napping together.
It was just fun to be back home.
Fun to go back to 'normal'. Or whatever you can call those days before the Hosu incident as well as the disaster at the hospital.
Even with the weekend being normal and being the way things were before, you still doubted; still constantly thought things through. You weren't sure why, but you were still wary and afraid of any of the people you cared about leaving you; especially Aizawa.
Once Monday rolled up, you weren't sure if you were ready to see the rather loud class once more. Even when they were nice, you still doubted some of them, and with Tora's words in mind- and the fact that he was now living with you three- you became even more wary.
Either way, you four headed to school and met up with the Yamadas.
As usual, you guys were early, so not much students yet, but the staff were almost all there, and they were happy as hell to see you.
Seems that Aizawa had even told Vlad about you and had brought Bucky with him, much to the disliking of Tora, who was not a very dog-loving person- er cat(?)
They all smiled at you warmly, happily greeting you and waving at you. You were used to this, but it seemed Tora was still a bit of an asocial person despite having lots more to say than you.
He'd glare or hiss at them when they'd get close, so most of the teachers just went up to you.
They knew you'd hate to be crowded or have a lot of noise, so they welcomed you as silent and as distant as they could control themselves. Kayama couldn't help but hug you tightly, kissing your chubby face happily. Tora looked in disgust at this.
