Heroes Need Saving Too (BNHAxReader)

Chapter 91: I'm a horrible person

He shook his head, "He wouldn't do something like that without me though."

"Well come on, get ready." I said as I started down the staircase.

He followed as he asked, "Get ready? For what?"

I stopped next to the bathroom as I explained, "To go looking for him. We'll clock in early, super early for you, and head over to that side of the city; that is if he hasn't clocked out yet."

He nodded his head once before he left swiftly. I walked into the bathroom to change into my hero costume. I kicked myself for being such a jerk. I felt like I should say sorry again to him even though I said it many times already. Once I was ready, I leaned on the sink and stared at myself in the mirror. I hated myself more than how much I hated myself a few hours ago. I asked myself how I could be so mean to someone who watched so carefully over me, doing so many things for me, and yet here I am being a huge ass by yelling to him that he's worrying too much. What if he did that to Aizawa while he was staying up for days on end when I was in the hospital barely clinging to life. What if Aizawa did that to Yamada when he was worrying about me when I was unconscious and healing after my suicide attempt. I truly am a horrible person and deserve to die.

I walked out and met him in the living-room. "Ready to go?" I asked in a sorry tone.

He got up and walked to the door to put his shoes on, then left for the car. I stood in the entryway for a few seconds as I thought for a little bit. I then joined him in the car after I was left alone in the apartment for a minute or so. Once I was buckled in, we were on our way.

"I'm sorry." I said, breaking the silence.

"You shouldn't be." he said coldly.

I looked to him even though I knew that he was concentrating on the road, "Well I am, so I'm sorry." I looked down, "I can't say it enough to better how horrible I feel."

"You don't have to say it so much. It was partially my fault for waking you again and bothering you with me worrying." he said in a still cold tone as we came to a red light.

"No, you have a right to worry...I'm not going to lie, I'm starting to worry too." I admitted.

He looked to me quickly before looking back to the still red light and saying coldly, "Oh, since when do you worry about us?"

"I pretty much always do..." I said quietly.

"No you don't." he snarked.

I looked to him as I said quite loudly, "Yes I do! When you guys come back from patrol I pretty much always go down to you guys and ask about your day. When you guys take too long to get back, I can't help but think that I somehow started something and it hurt you guys. Like, what if one of those intruder dudes come and hurt you's to draw me closer to them? What if just on normal duty you guys were to get hurt? Hmm? I don't like to think about it! I also can't stand this feeling that I hurt you! I know I did! I mean it when I say that I cannot apologize enough to heal this horrid feeling of hurting someone who takes such good care of me- someone who just barged into your guys's apartment due to an order. Now here I am being a huge ass and not listening to one of the two people who volunteered to protect this useless, disrespectful, horrible, self-centered person." I rested my forehead on my fist since my elbow was resting on the windowsill again. I paused for a couple seconds before adding quietly, "I'm sorry."

"I didn't know you felt that way." He seemed to change since he said that in a sorry tone; probably cause he pulled this feeling from me that I didn't know I could put into words, and me not knowing that I actually carried an emotion such as that.

I replied quietly, "Of course I do. You guys are like a fam-" I started to get that odd choked up feeling again which made me stop talking. We pulled into the parking lot as I whispered, "You guys are like a family to me."

He shut the car off before he said, "I'm sorry I made you angry. Looking back on it now I was bothering you a bit too much about it; especially considering how you hid that feeling of worry when we were late to coming back to the apartment, I feel like a fool for showing a weak side like that."

"I'm sorry I snapped like that and I'm not able to say that enough, though you know that already." I said as I looked down, messing with my fingernails.

He put his fist up for a fist bump as he said with a smile, "We're both sorry, so let's call it even."

I gave it a sorry excuse of a smile as I gave him a fist bump, "Alright, but just know I'll still have that crushing feeling of hurting you."

"I can't stop it, can I?" I shook my head. "Well, let's quickly run in and run out." he said as he opened the door.

I waited until we both closed the car doors before I asked, "Literally?"

He chuckled as I followed him to the front door, "We wouldn't be that sly looking if we were to actually run in and out."

"Fast though." I said as I shrugged my shoulders.

We then quickly went in and went out. Thankfully no one stopped us, especially me, for clocking in early. Yamada asked the woman at the desk from earlier in the morning if Aizawa came back to clock out and she said that he didn't. When we got back in the car we made our way to the other side of the city where he was supposedly stationed.