#all in summer mhm and then when school came around i vividly remember how i got into jjk... how amazing

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Memories

Pairing: Aizawa x Reader

Word Count: 2,227 words

Warning: Mentions of rape and self harm.

Author’s note: This was a commission by a friend, please be warned. This is very dark stuff so read at your own risk. 

Quirk: Brain. You can remember things extremely well and have an incredible iq. The only draw back of this quirk, besides remembering things you wished you didn’t, you get horrific migraines after using your quirk too long.

“Come on Mika.” You spoke softly as you shook your child awake. “It’s time for breakfast.” You said with a smile.

“Otay!” The three year old spoke, wrapping her arms around your neck for you to pick her up.

You pick up your child and bring her to the dining room, buckling her in the booster seat at the table. You placed a plate that had different sections in front of her. She smiled, looking down at the rice with scrambled eggs, cut up sausage, and some strawberries.

—Flashback—

You were walking back home from the convenient store with a slushee in one hand while your phone resided in the other. The sun was setting but it didn’t bother you much, being that you always went for late night walks to get your mind off of things, and also to get a cherry slushee from your favorite 24 hour convenient store. While walking, you hear some shuffling down an alley way. You look to your left but shrugged it off, assuming it was a raccoon. You started to walk again but felt as if you couldn’t move. You stood still, looking around while your head stayed still before you started to non-conscientious turn towards the alleyway.

‘W-what is this?’ You thought to yourself. You tried to speak but couldn’t, it felt as if you were out of body or paralyzed. A figured showed up in your vision as you continued to walk.

“Well, look what the cat dragged in. What a beauty.” The mystery man said as his face came into view. You remembered that voice, he was some random guy at the store. When he walked past you, he placed his hand on your shoulder before apologizing about passing by.

“Oh will I have fun with you.” He said, as he pushed you against the brick wall. You came to the conclusion that his quirk had to do with control but he needs to touch someone with all five fingertips in order for it to work.

“W-.....why!” You were finally able to speak. “What are you doing?” You said in discomfort as his hands revenged your body.

“Don’t worry darling.” He said as he placed his chapped lips against your cheek. You cringed at the sensation, trying to remove yourself from him.

“STOP PLEASE. SOMEONE HELP! FIRE! FIRE!” You yelled out.

“Keep yelling, it only gives me more pleasure. No one will hear you because my friend created a sound barrier. No one will hear you so keep going.” The man explained. It went on and on, the touching and groping. After everything was done, you were left in the alley, stripped of everything you had: your clothes, your pride, your confidence, everything.

“Help...someone...please.” You laid there, sobbing, coughing up blood from the amount of screaming you did. You laid there for about an hour before pulling on the remains of your clothing. You walked home slowly, crying softly before pulling yourself into the shower. Sitting on the floor of the shower, you sobbed into your knees. You were sick to your stomach, causing you to vomit in the toilet. This process happened for about a week before you went to the doctor to tell them what happened. You filed a police report and went through the entire process of telling them what happened, when, where, and taking DNA tests. The doctors made you take a pregnancy test and once you got the results, it said you were pregnant. You were about 5 months into the pregnancy by the time you told your parents. You wore a lot of over-sized hoodies, that’s how they never noticed your growing stomach. You told your parents you were pregnant but they didn’t allow you to explain yourself and immediately kicked out.

“You’re such a disappointment to this family. Get out of my house you whore!” Your mother yelled at you. 

“You have one month to get out of here...I’m sorry y/n.” Your father told you as you started to pack your things. Your father was always more caring towards you. He ended up helping you pack, allowing you to explain what happened. He ended up crying and holding you close.

“I wish I could change your mothers mind but you know how she is...I can maybe get you an extra month of time.” He said as he cupped your face, running his thumb over your cheek. You flinched lightly, pulling away from the contact.

“That’d help a lot dad, thank you.” You spoke softly, running a hand through your hair out of habit.

Two months went buy and this was happening during the summer but you were able to reach out to your teachers from UA, explaining the whole situation. They did a lot of talking but figured it be the safest to stay with Aizawa. You were going into your last year of school, so you weren’t going to be too much of a bother to them. By the time school had started back up, you had your child and were completely moved in at Aizawa’s place. The school year went on, allowing you to graduate and start a living. You became a teacher at UA. Aizawa wanted you to go into teaching because he didn’t want you to worry about finding a new place and taking care of your child alone. It was also easier for everyone, especially you.

—End of Flashback— 

“Mhm....morning.” Aizawa groaned as he trudged into the kitchen.

“I fixed you some coffee, it’s on the table.” You said quietly.

You’ve been at Aizawa’s place for three years now, meaning that it’s been two year since you graduated. Throughout your last year, people found out about your child but everyone let you explain and they all adored Mika. Mika loved Bakugo and Todoroki the most, her favorite part was their wild hair. She also loved Tokoyami because of his soft feathers. The students still visit you here and there and the girls were your saviors. They’d always babysit for you when you went to work.

“Thank you so much.” Aizawa said with a small smile. He sipped on the coffee, sitting down to Mika.

“Come on, eat up kiddo.” He said as he scooped some rice and eggs into her mouth. She smiled brightly, chewing her food before trying to give him a strawberry. You slide over to Mika and snatch the strawberry in your mouth before kissing her on the forehead.

“Moooommy!! That was for zawa!” She whined. You chuckled softly before sitting on the other side of her, across from Aizawa.

“I’m pretty sure he didn’t want strawberries with his coffee.” You explained as you continued to feed her, swallowing your strawberry as you did so.

She looked over at him with a pout before handing him another one. He rolled his eyes and went to take it from her to eat.

“Nooo zawa!” She said pulling it away from him before putting it closer to his face. Aizawa looked at you, rolling his eyes again as he took the strawberry in his mouth.

“Yep, she’s definitely your kid, a stubborn, caring, cute, little brat who always gets her way but always makes you smile.” Aizawa said with a small smile. You chuckled softly, blushing in the process.

“She took all of it didn’t she?” You rhetorically asked. “Also, you think I’m cute?” You asked, getting all red in the face.

“Mommy, you look like a strawberry!” She said holding up the fruit. This caused Aizawa to choke on his coffee as he laughed out. You covered your face, laughing along with Aizawa.

“Well of course I think your cute. You’re a beautiful women y/n.” Aizawa said, looking down into his coffee cup that was half empty. This only caused you to blush more before shaking it off.

“It’s not good to lie Aizawa.” You said standing up, looking down at your feet. You picked up Mika, bringing her empty plate to the sink, washing her hands before setting her down to walk before washing her dishes.

“Who says I’m lying?” Aizawa asked as he stood up, looking over at you.

“Facts. Now it’s 7:24:32.” You said to him, reminding him he should get ready for work.

“Why do you need to tell me the seconds?” He asked with a groan.

“Because it’s habit and also my quirk remembers them time better like that.” You explained as you headed to Mika’s room to get her ready for daycare.

Aizawa shrugged it off before going get ready for work. You smiled as you dressed your child into some cute clothes. She twirled in her dress with a giant smile on her face. You brought her to daycare, watching her run off to her friends, before heading back home. You saw Aizawa was ready so you nodded over to the door for you guys to walk to UA.

“Why do you want me to stay here with you?” You asked with your head tilted.

“It’s safe. Also you cook really well.” Aizawa said with a straight face. You nodded and chuckled. That entire process was a daily thing but the conversation was always different.

One day, you weren’t feeling to good, mentally that is, so you took a sick day. Shouta was nice enough to bring Mika to the daycare before he went to work.

You laid in your bed, pulling your sheets close to your face. Today made three years since the incident, making you remember everything. You put your headphones in, listening to some music to hopefully drown out those horrible thoughts. To no avail, tears streamed down your face; you shook with a horrible chill before pulling yourself to the bathroom. You started to run yourself a bath, slowly pulling off your clothes, tears falling down your face. You looked at your scar-littered legs, rubbing over them with your thumb. Your phone had died so you placed it on the bathroom counter. Pulling yourself into the tub, you sank down being engulfed in the hot water. You sat in the water, crying softly as you could see everything so vividly. 

“Stop...please stop.” You mumbled to yourself, pulling at your hair, wishing it would trigger something in your brain to shut up. 

All while this happened, Aizawa was sitting in class, watching the students take a pop quiz. His foot tapped anxiously as he never got a response from you. He stepped out the class, calling you but got sent straight to voicemail. He knew what day it was and was extremely worried. He walked into principle Nezu’s office, explaining the situation and asking if he could take the rest of the day off to go check on you. Understanding everything, Nezu excused Aizawa for the rest of the day.

Once Aizawa got home, he quickly walked to the bathroom, knocking softly, hopping for the best. This took you by surprise causing you to gasp and pull your knees to your chest to conceal your body.

“Its me, Shouta,” Aizawa said with a sign of relief. “Can I come in please?” He asked in a calm tone. While he knew you had depression and PTSD, he didn’t assume you had self harmed.

“Y-...yes” You said in defeat. He walked in with his eyes on the ground. He pulled out a towel, holding it out as he helped you out the tub. He wrapped you up, holding you close to him as you cried into his chest.

“Please don’t leave...” You cried out. Aizawa held you tighter shaking his head.

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” He spoke softly, pulling you to your room. He sat you on your bed and helped you get dressed. He couldn’t help but notice the scars on your thighs from under the towel. Aizawa brushed his thumb over the scarred skin, looking up at you. You avoided his gaze at first before being reconnected with it when he gently turned your head to face him. You couldn’t explain it but he looked at you in a way that wasn’t pity but almost like admiration.

“You’re so strong Y/n...” he said softly, wiping away the tears with his thumb. “I can’t imagine what you’re going through but whatever it is, you don’t have to face it alone.” Aizawa explained, his hand resting at the nape of your neck.

You hadn’t realized how close the two of you had gotten until your forehead made contact with his once you looked down. You looked up and nodded softly. You felt another tear fall before you felt Aizawa’s lips against yours. You kissed back and for once, you didn’t feel completely alone. Aizawa pulled away slowly, looking anywhere but your eye, ashamed that he kissed you without your consent. You noticed this, so you pulled him close, connecting your lips to his. The two of you then laid in your bed, cuddling as you listened to each other’s heart beat. 

A/N: I feel like I could have ended this better so if you want a part two, let me know. Also, REQUEST ARE OPEN! Feel free to request whatever you want( read the rules first please)

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