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“Hush little baby don’t say a word, mummy has a headache and your crying hurts.” baby mic angst please >:)c

(For this ask prompt list)

Coming straight for the angst huh? I can appreciate that. Oh man oh boy okay here we go- mind the tags on this one, folks.

“Hush little baby don’t say a word, Mummy has a headache and your crying hurts-“

Yamada Mikoto’s melodic pleading was cut off by another shrill, ear-splitting screech as the blonde-haired baby in her arms wailed, green eyes spilling fat tears down his cheeks.

She groaned as she set Hizashi down onto the floor in front of her crossed legs and covered her ears, squeezing her eyes shut as her head pounded.

“Hizashiiii- please!” She raised her voice of his shrill screech as his quirk activated at a low level.

When he didn’t stop wailing, she curled her hands into fists over her ears until she could feel her nails digging into the skin on her scalp. She growled under her breath as she felt herself reaching her wit’s end, frustration mounting.

“What the hell is all that screaming about?!” Her husband shouted angrily as he entered the room, eyes already narrowed into a glare.

He first looked at his seated wife then his crying son, eyebrows furrowing further as an angry wrinkle formed on his brow.

Mikoto squinted her eyes open at him and grimaced, “He’s teething!”

“I don’t give a damn if he was dying!” Her husband snapped as he marched across the room, “Get the boy to shut the hell up!”

“I can’t!” Mikoto threw her hands up uselessly as Hizashi continued to cry, “I’ve tried everything!”

Her husband came to a stop in front of the wailing child, stopping his foot onto the floor loud enough to startle the blonde boy whose shrill cries tapered off into confused whimpers.

He glared as he leaned down and pointed a calloused finger into the young boy’s face, “You listen to me, you little brat! You’ve got the worst quirk in the history of quirks!”

Wide, bloodshot green eyes stared up at the red-faced man, the boy’s lower lip wobbling as snot dripped down his chin.

The man glowered at him, “And you need to learn to control it or else next time, I’ll come in here with duct tape, you understand?!”

~~~~~~BREAK~~~~~~~

Hizashi jolted up in bed, words ringing in his ears as he heaved in a deep breath. A knot was lodged in his throat, panicked fear crawling up his chest as he bit down on the cry that he could feel building up in his belly.

So annoying, he was the worst, everyone hated him, he was such a failure-

He fought the urge to hyperventilate as he shoved the heavy blankets off of his legs, swinging them over the side of the bed and shooting a sidelong glance back at his friends.

They were having a sleepover at Oboro’s house tonight, their first weekend together since summer break had begun.

Shouta was curled onto his side and clutching a pillow close to his chest, face peaceful and calm as he breathed softly. Oboro was sprawled in the center of the bed, limbs akimbo as he snored softly through his slack jaw.

Hizashi felt his breathing slow as he watched his best friends rest, swallowing as he chewed nervously at his lip and let the panic spurred by the nightmare ebb away.

He turned and quietly opened the blue-haired boy’s bedroom window, crawling out onto the roof as he’d done dozens of times in the past with the other two boys.

The night was comfortingly silent, the kind that settled over Hizashi like a blanket muting the pangs of sorrow in his chest.

Oboro and Shouta never called him loud or annoying... they never told him he was too much or doing anything wrong. Were they just being nice?

No.

Shouta was brutally honest, there was no way he would put on an act about enjoying Hizashi’s company.

And Oboro was adorably candid - honest almost to a fault and, more often than not, matching the voice user’s energy.

Screw his birth parents.

They’d abandoned him anyways not long after that night - put him up for adoption and never looked back.

He was better off without them.

A/N: You know I had to put in a wittle bit of comfort in the end 💜 Also I posted this in a hurry so please excuse errors/autocorrects.

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