Phantom

The trip to Aizawa’s apartment was filled with an awkward silence, they knew each other for a long time but now the situation was different. It was a new territory for both of them and they were uncertain.

Izuku’s mind was filled with doubt. What if he brought AFO to Aizawa’s apartment? To Aizawa’s life? And what would the monster do? Of course Aizawa was a hero, a good one to speak the truth, but that man was unstoppable and ruthless. If he found out Izuku was replacing his place with another person, if he found out Izuku was having a paternal figure that wasn’t him he would kill the threat to his power. Fuck he couldn’t do this, he needed to get away, then he would make a plan and contact the heroes….

-Stop right there problem child- Said Aizawa, the boy had been mumbling his mind since he sat down in the car- you’re not going anywhere, for starters I don’t think your noodle legs could outrun me 

Noodle legs? Noodle legs???- NOODLE LEGS??? -Izuku screamed- Ex-fucking-cuse me old man but these noodle legs already outrunned you a lot of times, don’t think you’re the shit just because the police caught me 

-Oh I don’t think I’m the shit- the man explained- I think you look like shit, when were the last time you had a meal?

The boy was ready to answer but the man added

-A proper meal?

Silence

-I guessed as much- he said while pulling up on a garage- come on we’re here and I warned my husband about you so I’m 100% sure there’s a meal ready for you 

-What does Present Mic know about me?- the boy asked cautiously, fuck at this pace every hero in the city knew about him, maybe he already knows I’m here, shit this was an awful idea, why did I let myself get caught? Maybe I can..

-Calm down kid- Aizawa said while placing a hand on the hyperventilating boy’s back- He just know you’re a kid that needs help, I’m planning on telling him you’re Phantom and that’s all, your story is yours to tell okay?

-O..Okay- this was nice, it gave the boy a sense of control over his life, even if it was a little- let’s just go then this whole thing messed with my breakfast plans

-Lets go, but hey how do you know Mic is my husband?

Izuku just laughed and left the car, leaving behind a very scared and amused man ‘He really is a problem child’

…..

Aizawa warned his husband about the boy’s situation, but that didn’t prepared Mic for when his husband arrived with the boy. The boy was 10 at max, scranny, white haired, with bags under his eyes, and his eyes… his eyes were mismatched, one white and one green, but that wasn’t what impressed him, it was the boy had eyes of someone who saw too much, a look that shouldn’t belong to a kid that small.

In the moment Mic saw Izuku, even without knowing the boy, he decided ‘That’s it, that’s our boy’. It’s true that they were already planning on adopting, and being a father isn’t easy, especially for a boy who seemed to have so many ghosts, but it didn’t matter he just wanted to protect that boy. And when he saw the look in his husband face he knew that the feeling was mutual.

They would make that boy their son.

…..

-So little listener did you like the food?- the boy barely touched the food 

-Y..Yes thank you Mic-san- Izuku was getting shy, today had been a long day, he made a mistake because he was tired, and boy he was so tired. Being treated like is age for the first time was making him feel warm, making him forget his problems at least for awhile- I can’t eat too much because my stomach hurts- he explained while looking to the ground, he was embarrassed of not taking care better of himself because that’s why he was caught

-No problem little listener, we can work to make it better- the boy looked up with big eyes, a mix of feelings in them- but now I think the best is for you to rest, I see you don’t have your stuff with you so maybe after my patrol I can grab it for you, what do you think?

-There’s no need for that- the boy said while closing his eyes, extending his hand and pulling a yellow backpack out god knows where- all the stuff I need is here 

-Oh..Okay- Mic said shakely while his husband looked even more tired- but that’s a small bag to have everything, if you need everything just tell us little listener!!! Now just let me show the guest room so you can rest

-And don’t even think about running away- Aizawa said strongly- remember you used the code now you have to let me help

-Yeah I know that old man- Izuku said with no hint of his usual sassiness

……

Laying on the bed of the guest room Izuku had time to order his thoughts

Just what the fuck was happening today

His life did a total 360 and he didn’t even know what to do

Should he run away? It would be safer for everyone, but something ached in his heart. He loved eating a meal made for him, and maybe he could have that everyday, right?

‘But do I deserve it?’

That’s the golden question, did he deserve it?

The feeling of the quirks bubbling under his skin, thousands of quirks just waiting, waiting to be used by someone, someone who was already gone, someone that wasn’t him, someone that wasn’t a monster  

And he tried not listening to the call of the quirks, the call for his old owners. But he never could, it just didn’t feel right 

‘It felt right before I knew where they came from, maybe I should just stayed ignorant’ 

But even he couldn’t live with himself knowing it but it would be worse if he didn’t knew, he would be using the quirks, having fun just like the old days ‘at what cost?’

fuck

it didn’t feel right living under his own skin

he didn’t deserve it

he just hurted everyone 

my mom...

‘Stop I’m just going down a rabbit hole I have other things to worry about’

trying to take his mind away from his sorrows the boy decided to think about stuff after a good, long and deserving nap

and just like that he fell in Morpheus arms