Aizawa POV

Today has to be it right?

I mean, there isn't anyone here..

I walk over towards the roof and open the door, only to be met with someone that I could never expect.

Hizashi?

"Zashi! What are you doing?"

"Sho.."

"Zashi! Why? Why?"

"Because. I'm not a good husband. I can't even comfort you and the students properly!"

"Zashi. You've got to be kidding me. Of course you are! You're great. You have been helping Shinsou and the other students. You have been a great help to me. There are just some things we can't control."

"Y-you're r-right. I-i'm sorry. I must have put more stress on you and-"

I quickly pull him into a hug and shut him up. "No. You are great. You aren't putting any stress onto me. If anything you're helping with the stress. So please. Don't leave me."

I don't let go, partially afraid that if I did, he would fall and...

I slowly help him back over the railing and continue to hold the taller man.

It's scary. Not just the fact that my husband was actually considering... it. But how similar his struggles were to mine and I never noticed until now. I've been so fixed on myself, being so damn selfish, I failed to see how my own husband was hurting. I wasn't able to be there and help until the moment where it could have been his last.

If I was so fixed on myself and been selfish, he wouldn't be wanting to do that! He wouldn't be trying to fix my mistakes. It's not his fault that Midoriya is hurt like that. Or that my students are hurting and I can't even figure out how to help them. It's not his fault. It's mine.

I'm such a bad husband. A bad teacher. Bad hero. I bet my friends are hurting too and I can't even help them.

Why can't I?

"Let's go home." I whisper quietly, almost too quiet. Hizashi nodded and we made our way home.

The next week

Aizawa POV

I walked up to the roof. Midoriya still hasn't woken up. Because I failed as a teacher. I couldn't protect my student.

He's a kid, he shouldn't be having to deal with near death experiences. None of the kids should. Hell, none of the students at UA should.

It's the teachers and pros job to teach them and protect them. Yet I couldn't. I wasn't able to teach my kids well enough. That's on me.

I walk over to the railing and peer over, looking down in the ground. It's night time and nobody is near. I stayed later to 'finish paperwork'.

In reality, I'm just using this as an opportunity to do this exact thing.

Letting go.

Nobody POV

The green haired boy laid limply in his hospital bed, with the steady sound of his heart beat on the monitor.

Until it started speeding up slightly.

The boy quickly opened his eyes and looked around the room, panicking slightly. He lifted his hands and grabbed at his head, pulling on his hair harshly. Not with the intent to pull his hair out, but to keep him grounded so he doesn't go spiralling into a panic attack.

Doctors rush in since they were automatically notified about his minister going ballistic. They were at his side trying to calm him down when he pushed them away.

Someone else came into the room, a certain lavender haired boy, and was at the boy's side. He was originally coming to visit him with Yamada. On their way to his room, they heard the pleads from the doctors and nurses for him to calm down. As if on instinct, the two start speeding up towards the room.

When they entered said room, they were met with several doctors and nurses attempting to calm down a greenette teenager. Shinso had rushed the doctors aside and was at the boy's side. He slowly brought his hands to the others and softly grabbed at the boy's wrists. He slowly lowered them down, away from his hair and put them against his chest.

"Izuku. I need you to breath okay?" the purple haired boy silently begs.

After about ten minutes, Izuku ends up calming down enough for the doctors to do a check up.

"Well. Everything seems fine Midoriya. Just go easy on everything alright?" one of the doctors says. Izuku nods slowly before turning to Present Mic. "When can I l-leave?" Izuku stutters. "I should be able to sign you out now. Are you sure you don't want to stay any longer?" Yamada asks. The boy just mutely nods. "Where is Aizawa-Sensei?" the boy asks quietly. "At UA. He's doing paperwork." Yamada answers.

"For what? He hasn't expelled anyone. He isn't on any cases. What's the paperwork for?" Shinso asks. "You're right..." Yamada admits softly. "We need to get there now. I have a horrible feeling in my gut." Izuku mutters. "What do you mean little listener?" Yamada asks, trying to stop his voice from wavering.

"We need to go. Now." Izuku demands. And with that, the three got up and signed Izuku out. They got into Yamada's car and drove back to UA. The rider there was deathly quiet.

 When they got there, Izuku quickly hopped out of the car and sprinted towards the school. "Izuku! Wait! You shouldn't be running!" Shinso called after the shorter, but it fell on deaf ears as he was already gone. "Go after him, hurry!" Yamada calls out to Shinso. Shinso nods and chases after the boy. 

"God. Please be wrong Midoriya."

Midoriya POV

I rush towards the teachers lounge and burst through the door. I look around and no Aizawa. I rush towards his desk to see a note. God please no.

Dear anyone who will find this,

I'm sorry. I wasn't able to prepare my students which resulted in Midoriya getting hurt. Its all my fault.

I don't bother to keep reading and drop the letter, quickly running as fast as my already broken body can to the roof. 

I open the door to see Mr. Aizawa on the wrong side of the raining. I quickly activate One for All at 5% and rush towards the adult. He starts falling but I vault over the railing and grab my teacher. I grab onto his arm and use One For All to pull him back over. I step over the railing and fall to my knees. 

"You idiot! What the hell were you think, Mr. Aizawa! You say we are reckless, yet you go and try that! What would of happened if you died? What if I hadn't woken up yet? Do you know how I would feel? Or how about your husband? Hell, even your colleagues and your students would miss you so fucking much! Why the fuck do you think that's a good idea?" I scold/shout at my teacher. 

"That wouldn't solve anything!" I add. I look back at my teacher to see him sobbing his heart out. Its... wierd. I've never seen him like that. I sigh and sit down next to the adult. I hear Mic and Shinso burst through the roof doors. I reach out to my teacher and wrap my arms around him, wrapping him into a hug.

He looks up and stares at me, as if to see if I'm real, before hugging me back. Shinso comes over and places a hand on my shoulder as Mic comes over and practically colapses on his husband. The four of us just sit there for a while before Mr. Aizawa speaks up. 

"I'm.. s-sorry.." he whispers. I lightly whack him like Recovery Girl would. "Yeah well, don't think about doing that again, got it? You can't die until I say you can." I said with a dead serious face. He nods and leans into his husband's embrace. 

"Don't ever do that again." Mic says while kissing his forehead. "Yeah, who else is supposed to help your helpless kids." Shinso jokes. "Kids?" Mic asks. "He means my class." Aizawa says softly while smiling. "Recovery Girl can't scold me about breaking my bones by her self, ya know. Who else is going to teach Shinso how to become an underground hero? Who else is going to teach Kaminari how to not short circuit? Or help give Momo confidence in her abilities. Or to help with Kacchan's ego. How about, who is going to teach Kirishima that it's okay to not be 'manly' all the time. Or to tell Todoroki that it's okay to trust others. Who else for the love of everything holy and unholy, is going to teach All Might to be a good teacher? Who is going to help your  class? Your kids. That's your job, Dadzawa." I state.

"That was beautiful Problem Child. Now, can we go home? I'm tired." Dadzawa says. "Just disregard my whole speech for your sleeping bag, your real wifu, I get it. I'll remember that the next time you need me to get you some fruit pouches or to steal Mic sensei's noise cancelling headphones." I huff out. "Thats a real low blow Dadzawa." Shinso jokes.

"I'm expelling you Problem Child." Dadzawa deadpans. "Aight." I said while getting up and walking away. I pull out my phone and call Midnight and put her on speaker. "Kaayama, I'm coming to the strip club. See you there." I said. "Aight, we will have a pole ready for you." she said. 

"When could you make such jokes like that, Problem Child." Mr. Aizawa asks while Shinso and Mic are dying. "Since you started calling me Problem Child and got me a mug that says, 'U.A.'s #1 Problem Child'." I respond. "Oh my god, Sho you actually got him that?" Mic says through laughs.

"I'm going to jump again."

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weeeee crackhead energy at the end because why not