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42-aizawa x reader

sighing, he pulls you into the room, the door closes shut behind you as you woddle into the room, whimpering, crying much softer now, still holding your cheek.

he gets you to the sink and starts on cool water before gently cleaning your shoulder and your cheek with his fingers, scared to touch you, watching the screws and the nails he didnt see earlier glisten.

he pulls you in and sets you on the bed, brushing his hand down your shoulder and pushs the hair back from your face gently, seeing how red and irritated your eyes and cheeks are.

he turns around and goes to recovery girls desk, putting his hands on his hips as he looks at it. its been a while since he got a first aid course, but still remembered some of it.

he browsers through the drawers and pulls out a pair of gloves, tweezers, gauze, a needle and thread. he puts the gloves on, and then looks at the senitizer, thinking if he should put it now, and decides to just sanitize the gloves covered hands.

he returns and sits infront of you on the bed, one leg bended up as he leans down to your shoulder, inspecting it.

there are three nails stuck deep in your shoulder, and 3 screws screwed deep into your shoulder. he cringes back as he sees your skin breaking around them.

"okay darling im going to... try and... pull them out" he sighs, his heart starts to beat harder as he scooches even closer to you and down to your shoulder, squeenting his eyes.

even though hes a brave hero, hes still procrastinating, knowing he still needs to pull it out. (phrasing boom)

he sighs and lifts his fingers and finally gets to the first screw. he takes a deep breath and starts to try and pull it out, wiggling it.

you whimper and face palm, closing your mouth with your hand and close your eyes tightly.

"shh... i know..." he whispers, lifting his other hand and putting it on the back of your head and guides your forehead down to his shoulder, holding your head in his shoulder while he tries to pull the screws from the other one.

he wiggles it and pulls it and even unscrews it around, and it takes almost 15 minutes until he finally pulls out the first one.

its a 2 inch stainless steel, stained with blood and a little bit of your meat thats caught between the spirals. he almost gags as he sees it and puts it down and away.

"first one out, how are you?" he asks, but doesnt recieve an answer. he feels your breath, how you are trying to stop crying.

now he sees on your shoulder a hole.

he sighs and goes ahead to unscrew the other 2 screws in your shoulder which takes about 30 minutes to pull them out. hes tired and his eyes are sore, but he cant feel it. he can only imagine whats it like for you.

he sighs and straightens his back, 3 evident holes in your shoulder and still more simple nails in there. and he almost forgot about those in your cheek.

he takes your unbruised cheek in his palm and looks at your face. its still bloody, much less though, and smiles at you gently, rubbing his thumb on your cheek bone.

you look back into his eyes. wide, red and wet, miserable.

he sighs and kisses your forehead once again.

and returns to your shoulder. taking the tweezers, he pulls out the remaining nails that were much easier to pull out since they are long, but very clean and slim.

after 7 more minutes, your shoulder is left without any screws and nails. he sighs deeply and finally feels how tense he is.

now, he ponders if hes supposed to sew the holes closed now or after he pulled the screws out of your cheek as well.

"ok {Y/N}, im going to pull those out and then im going to close it all, ok?" he asks, lifting your chin up. you nod carefully.

he starts to carefully pull out the screws from your cheek. they are much shorter, but still must be very uncomfortable, so he tries being as careful as he can as he pulls, wiggles and unscrews the two little screws from your cheek, leaving 2 little holes in there.

"okay..." he sighs, straightning his back again, "now i will close it up ok? just a few more minutes..." he sighs, maybe comferting himself as well.

he goes ahead and start to close the little holes in your shoulder with the string, being as careful as he can, and hes ready to fucking die from the fact that he needs to literally puncture your skin and pull a string through it to close up the disgusting bruises.

"i have to be honest here," he chuckles aa he closes the first hole on your cheek, "this is not what i expected when you said you were screwed" he chuckles.

he sees as you smile a little and try to stop smiling, maybe because it hurts.

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finally, aizawa is done. he disposes of everything and sits back down infront of you, sighing deeply as he sees you staring at your hands.

he watchs you in pity silently, a little uncomfortable and very anrgy that this happened, but decided to wait before he asks who did this.

you look up at aizawa, and giving him  a smile with your teary eyes, you leap forward and wrpa your arms around his neck while crawling up into his lap, hugging him tightly.

he sighs, feeling his body mold comfortably into yours, he wraps his arms around you and hugs you back, feeling your back jump as you calm down your cries.

"hurts?" he whispers. "yeah" you whisper back into his neck.

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emm... i dont know.

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