My little spark plug (denki x trans male reader)

Backstory

!!TW: ABUSE!!

I

woke up to the sound of glass breaking. Dad's home I guess. I groaned quietly and silently got dressed to start on my chores. My ribs hurt like hell and my eye was swollen shut from "training" last night. I was very careful to not make any noise. There's always an atmosphere that scares me when dad is home. As soon as I stepped out of my room dad was there. Before I had a chance to react I felt a slap against my face. I felt something crack but I dont know what. My ears were ringing and I was dizzy. My legs gave out and I crumpled to the ground. I felt a kick hit my ribs. I coughed up blood. I felt another kick hit my stomach. I couldn't even think straight. 

"Get up. Make yourself useful and go get your mother her cigarettes." I heard my dad yell at me.

I tried to get up but I fell back to the ground coughing up even more blood. I felt another kick to my stomach. I didnt know how much longer I would be concious. I forced myself up and using the wall as stability, I inched myself towards the kitchen and grabbed my mom's cigarettes. I brought them to her and headed towards the bathrrom to clean up my face. Before I got there however, my dad threw a punch at my face. 

"Where do you think youre going?" I could tell he would start using his quirk soon. 

(For a little background info my dad is Muscular, and he got with my mom in hopes of combining their quirks but I only got my moms. Once my quirck developed, thats when things got violent. He started "training" my quirk)

"Answer me mistake!" he yelled sending another punch to my face. There was more force behind this one. He was using his quirk.

I tasted blood but I was too dizzy to notice. I heard the door break down and some more yelling. But I didn't hear anything else before I passed out. I woke up in a brightly lit room. My head was pounding and my chest hurt like it was about to explode. My face was all swollen too. I saw pro hero eraserhead sitting in the chair next to my bed. 

"Hey kid, how are you feeling?"

I didnt say anything. I didnt know how to. I just shook my head. He handed me a paper and pencil. I knew how to write. I taught myself.  

My face feels swollen and my chest and head hurt but otherwise im fine. I wrote.

"The hospital is gonna keep you in here for a while to make sure you are okay before you go anywhere. Then you'll come live with me." He explained.

I nodded.

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