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bookworm-blogs · 1 year
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Me: *Looks at Natsu & Zeref Dragneel*
Me: *Looks at Hanji Zoe*
Me: *Looks at Shirakumo Oboro/Kurogiri*
Me: *Looks at Hunter/Caleb Wittebane*
Me: Holy fuck I have a type.
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thelazyhermits · 4 years
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A Shoulder To Lean On
This takes place after the events of chapter 256. If y’all don’t wanna be spoiled, I highly recommend avoiding reading this.
For those of you who don’t mind manga spoilers, I hope y’all enjoy it! ^-^
Today is just full of surprises.
The first surprise was finding out that Aizawa and Present Mic would be leaving campus while classes were still in session for something other than their usual hero work. While the underground hero dropped by the 1-A dorm to let you know he would be gone for the next few hours, he didn’t go into detail besides saying that he’d be with Detective Tsukauchi.
Naturally, you couldn’t help but be curious, which led to your Quirk activating to provide some much needed clarity. After you saw the vision, however, you immediately regretted wanting to know more after finding out the purpose behind Detective Tsukauchi requesting Aizawa’s and Present Mic’s assistance.
Apparently, the villain known as Kurogiri, who had been captured around the time the incident with Overhaul happened, is actually a Nomu that was created using the corpse of Shirakumo Oboro, someone who was a dear friend of Aizawa’s and Present Mic’s back when they were all in high school together and who died while he was still in high school.
Because the vision was so short, you were only able to hear the explanations provided by Detective Tsukauchi and Gran Torino in regards to why they needed Aizawa’s and Present Mic’s help. Apparently, they were hoping they could get some information out of Kurogiri by focusing on the two UA teachers’ connection to Shirakumo.
It made sense why the detective and Gran Torino wanted to enlist the services of the other pro heroes, but you couldn’t say you completely agreed with their plan. How could you when all you could think about was the amount of pain it would put Aizawa and Present Mic through?
Not long after you received that vision, the next surprise hit you in the form of Eri suddenly crying out in pain while the two of you were working on a puzzle together. Immediately, you pulled her into your arms while she cried about how her horn was tingling.
Her horn, which has grown a good bit since your and her release from the hospital back in October, suddenly had a slight glow to its tip and base. That was the first time you had ever seen her horn look like that, so it caught you by surprise.
Of course, you couldn’t let that show in your face since you didn’t want to worry the child. Instead, you spent the next several minutes calming her down, assuring her that everything would be fine and that she was safe at UA. You told her that no matter what happens with her Quirk that you and everyone else at UA would always be there for her.
When you placed a kiss on her horn, that helped calm Eri down since it showed her that you weren’t afraid of the strange development happening with her Quirk. As a result of seeing you acting so calm, she was able to eventually relax too.
However, the whole experience still left her feeling exhausted, so you brought her up to her room for a nap. After reading her a story and staying at her bedside until she fell into a restful slumber, you eventually left the bedroom to return downstairs, with the plan of making some apple flavored treats to cheer her up.
That’s why you’re currently in the kitchen, shifting around the cabinets to see what you have at your disposal before deciding on what to bake. It’s right after you finally make your decision that you hear the front door open which brings in the next big surprise of the day.
After exiting the kitchen, you see Present Mic stretching himself out across the couch with his face buried in the cushion. If anyone else were to find him in such a position, they’d immediately assume it was because he was exhausted after having a long day.
You, however, know better. While the incident with Eri made you temporarily forget about the vision you had earlier today, you immediately remember what he and Aizawa went through today after you see the normally vibrant hero looking so listless.
Deciding you should focus on making sure that the vocal hero is okay, you put your baking preparations on hold and immediately head for the couch. Thinking he might not be in the mood to talk after what happened, you remain quiet as you crouch down beside where his head lays.
A part of you is tempted to reach out to pat his head or shoulders, but you don’t want to risk startling him if he hasn’t noticed your presence yet. Plus, it’s possible he’s the type who doesn’t like to be touched when really upset.
So, instead, you patiently wait, with your arms wrapped around your knees, for Present Mic to make the next move. Eventually, after several long minutes pass in silence, the blond turns his head so that he can look at you.
He studies your face for a few minutes before finally breaking the silence. “Considering how you’re not asking me what’s wrong and don’t seem at all surprised about why I’m like this, I’m gonna guess you had a vision about what me and Shouta went through while we were gone.”
Wincing, you lower your gaze as you nod your head. “Yeah, but I didn’t see everything. Basically, I just got to see the explanation for why you guys were asked to go to Tartarus, so I don’t know what all happened after that.”
After saying that, you quietly add, “I’m sorry.”
One of his hands moves to ruffle your hair, surprising you. When you look up to meet his gaze, you see the soft expression Present Mic is now wearing. “What are you apologizing for? You didn’t do anything wrong.”
You bite your lip. “I know I can’t control what my Quirk shows me, but I still feel bad for finding out such personal information about you and Shouta-san without getting permission first. I’m sure you both would’ve preferred me not finding out, so…”
As your words trail off, Present Mic moves to sit up, shaking his head as he pats the spot beside him. After you take a seat on the couch, he replies, “I can tell you right now that me and Shouta don’t care about that. I don’t see it as an invasion of privacy and neither will he since like you said it was completely out of your control. Besides, I came here with the plan of telling you about Shirakumo so your vision actually saved me from having to make a lengthy explanation.”
All you can do is stare at him with wide eyes. “You came here to tell me about Shirakumo-san?”
Present Mic slouches against the back of the couch with a sigh. “Well, my main goal was to put you on Shouta duty, but to do that, I know I needed to provide an explanation for why I needed your help with him.”
The corners of your lips tug downwards at the implications of his words. “I take it that Shouta-san didn’t handle the talk with Kurogiri well?”
He tiredly runs a hand down his face. “That’s an understatement. He kept it together for the most part, but on the inside, I know he was hurting really badly. While just from looking at him, he might seem fine to anyone who doesn’t know him, but I know better. That’s why I’m worried about him. I don’t want him to just bury his pain like how he did when Shirakumo died.”
His expression tightens at the mention of his friend’s death. You immediately move closer to the blond so you can lean against him, hoping the physical contact might offer him some comfort.
Considering how the corners of his lips quirk upwards, you think you were successful. One of his arms moves to wrap around your shoulders and gives them a strong squeeze. “This is why I’m here. I know this is exactly what Shouta needs after what happened today.”
Your frown deepens once you realize Present Mic came solely for the purpose of helping Aizawa but didn’t even consider asking for help himself. Of course, you shouldn’t be surprised since that’s just the kind of guy he is.
Instead of focusing on his own needs, the blond is only worrying about his friend even though he has to be hurting just as much as Aizawa. While he’s doing his best to act like he’s alright, you know that’s not true. There’s no way he can be okay after everything he went through today.
That’s why you don’t hesitate to wrap your arms around the older man, catching him by surprise. When he slowly moves to return the embrace, you bury your face in his chest. “While I’m more than willing to be there for Shouta-san and offer him the comfort he needs, I don’t think he’s the only one who needs it. You can ask for help too, you know.”
When he doesn’t immediately respond, you continue, “I know that you don’t want me to see how much pain you’re in right now ‘cause you don’t want me to worry about you. While I’m gonna worry anyway ‘cause I care about you, I thought maybe you could let some of your true feelings show if I hide my face like this. This way I won’t see anything you don’t want me to see.”
A shaky laugh escapes him as he hides his face in your hair and tightens his hold on you. “I must really be off my game if you could see through me that easily.”
You move to gently stroke his back. “Considering what you went through today, I think it’d be pretty hard for anyone to hide how much they were hurting.”
Soon after that, silence envelops the room, with neither of you particularly interested in breaking it. Instead, the two of you just remain in that position, clinging to one another, with you hoping that you’re able to provide the comfort he so desperately needs.
Eventually, the silence is broken when he speaks. “Shirakumo was our best friend. We did everything together, and not only that, he was a big source of encouragement for Shouta back when he was always so down on himself. Shirakumo did a lot for him, including giving Shouta his goggles which is why Shouta wears goggles with his hero costume now.”
When you hear that last sentence, your breath catches while your heart skips a beat. Oh no, does that mean-?
As if reading your mind, Present Mic gives you an encouraging squeeze. “Those yellow goggles weren’t the ones Shirakumo gave him. Since they’re an important memento, Shouta didn’t want to risk breaking them while dealing with villains, so he got the yellow goggles which could hide where he was looking while he kept Shirakumo’s goggles at home where they’d be safe.”
A large sigh of relief passes your lips at his words. Thank goodness. You would’ve hated if your birthday present for Aizawa caused him to replace the goggles he got from Shirakumo. While you had good intentions when making that present, you would’ve never done it if you knew his old goggles were a gift from an important friend like you first thought after hearing how Aizawa started wearing goggles. 
You then start mentally reprimanding yourself for bringing unnecessary attention to yourself when you’re supposed to be comforting Present Mic. Before you can apologize, the vocal hero continues where he left off without any prompting. “Because Shirakumo was such a big influence on Shouta, he took Shirakumo’s death the hardest. He closed himself off from others and decided he’d become an underground hero who just worked alone.”
That’s when you remember the time when Aizawa got hit by an age regression Quirk and how you got to see what he was like as a teenager. Considering his behavior at that time, that must’ve been what he was like after Shirakumo died. It had already hurt your heart thinking about how surprised he was to be considered your hero, but that pain is even worse now because you know the circumstances that led to him wanting to become an underground hero in the first place. 
It’s the sound of Present Mic’s voice that successfully draws you out of your thoughts. “We both took his death hard, but we both managed to find our own ways of dealing with it. Maybe not the best and healthiest ways, but they were what worked for us. We were able to accept Shirakumo’s death and move on as best as we could.”
His grip on you tightens. “But, then we had to find out that some twisted bastard used our best friend’s corpse to create a Nomu. They turned Shirakumo, who wanted to become a hero more than anything, into a tool to be used for villains.”
Noticing the way his body trembles, you strengthen your hold on the older man while your heart breaks at the sound of the obvious pain in his voice. “He died a hero and was supposed to remain one, but those bastards interfered and turned his corpse into a villain. And, I will never forgive them for that.”
This is probably the first time you’ve ever heard Present Mic sound so angry. Of course, it’s perfectly justified. While you don’t know what it’s like to lose a best friend, if you were in his shoes, you’re sure you would be just as furious.
Knowing there really isn’t anything you can say to make this situation easier on him, all you can do is focus on being there for the blond. Right now, what he needs most is a chance to release all those pent up emotions rather than just bottle them up like he probably originally intended to do.
After getting everything off his chest, Present Mic goes quiet and slumps further against you as he hugs you as tightly as he can. Meanwhile, you gently stroke his back all the while wishing you could provide more comfort to the vocal hero.
Because of your current position, you have no idea how much time has passed, but you do know the two of you have been in this same position for awhile. You just hope Eri doesn’t wake up from her nap and find you and him in this position since you’re sure the blond would prefer not to be seen in such a state.
Just as you think that, Present Mic finally releases his hold on you, prompting you to pull away from his chest. When you do, you see a small but genuine smile on his face. “Thanks, Y/N-chan. I needed that.”
A grin forms on your lips. “I’m glad I was able to help, but I sure hope you’re not thinking that’s the end of this comforting session, Hizashi-san, or I will be extremely insulted.”
Once you move to stand, you grab his hands and pull the surprised hero to his feet. “Now, it’s time to drown your sorrows in sugar. Baking is very therapeutic, you know.”
He snorts, “You don’t say? Well, I guess I’ll have to give that a try then. Something sugary does sound good right about now. What’s on the menu?”
Since you feel a little stiff after being in the same position for so long, you start stretching your arms as you both head for the kitchen. “Well, I wanna make something with apples for Eri since she had a rough day too, but besides doing that, we can make whatever you want and as much as you want.”
Noticing the frown that appears on his face after you mention Eri’s rough day, you explain to him what happened with her earlier while you start gathering all the ingredients you’ll need for baking. Once you finish your explanation, Present Mic sighs, “This really was a bad day. Hopefully, Eri-chan will be feeling better when she wakes up.”
You give him a bright smile. “She’ll definitely perk up if she wakes up to some tasty treats. Thankfully, the day isn’t over yet, so we still have plenty of time to turn it around for the better.”
One of his hands moves to ruffle your hair. “That is a specialty of yours after all. Considering how I’m feeling now, I’m not too worried about Eri-chan or Shouta for that matter. I’ll leave him in your hands, Y/N-chan.”
Your smile grows. “You can count on me!”
And, that’s a promise.
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