The atmosphere in the house is tense.
Everyone is worried about Izuku.
They really hope that he won't do anything drastic in there...alone.
Hitoshi really really hope that he won't has to see Izuku lying on his bedroom floor bleeding out.
He tried really hard to shake that disturbing image out his head.
He looks at his parents.
They look equally worried too,even if his dad tried to control his expression,his frown stated it all.
His pa has been stress braiding his hair since then.
He had been braiding and unbraiding his hair,his expression concerned.
He sighs.Maybe tea would help?
He went in the kitchen, searching for tea.When he found it,he brew them.
He also sliced apples for his parents and he even prepared Izuku,his own plate of tea and apple.
He really hope this could help lift the mood,even if it's a little.
He places the tray of apples and teas on the table,the sound of the metal caught the attention of the adults.
"Uh,I thought it would help..."
Hizashi lets out a smile,ruffling his head."I'm grateful,little listener! "
Shouta snorts,"Why not coffee?"
Hizashi glares at his husband. "Just drink it,Shouta.Hitoshi brewed us this tea."
Shouta rolls his eyes,but a small smile on his face.
"Tastes amazing,Hitoshi!"
Hitoshi huffs,he knows the tea he brewed tasted bland.
He drink his share after all,but he just nods.
"Taste bla-" Hizashi steps on his husband foot,a warning if he says anything about it,he will sleep on the couch tonight.
"Not ...too bad."
Hitoshi lets out a nervous thank,not sure how to respond to all of that.
He stands up with a tray of tea and apples and head to the direction of his bedroom.
His parents followed close behind.
He knocks on the door."Izuku?"
No answer.
He knocks again."I brought apple and tea."
No answer.
"Maybe he fell asleep?"
He hopes so.
He knocks louder this time."Zuku?"
No answer.
He had a bad feeling about this.
"Midoriya.Open the door kid.Or we'll get the emergency key."
"Yeah,little listener. Even if you don't want to open the door,just make a sound to let ua know you're alive,yeah?"
Silence.
"Zashi,go take the key."
Hizazhi nods.
"Hitoshi,put down the tray and get the phone."
Hitoshi nods,he hopes he won't has to call the hospital.
"I got the key." Hizashi hands the key to Shouta.
Hitoshi stands there with a phone,hoping Izuku was just asleep and not de-
He shakes that thought out of his head.
Click.
Shouta opens the door."Midoriya?"
They went in.Scanning the room for Izuku,but Izuku is not in the room.
Anxiety creeping on them.Their hearts hammering their ribs.
They searched the room.
Under the bed,under the table,the bathroom.
None.
Hizashi looks at the open window."He..didn't jump out,did...he?"
Shouta leans on the window,seeing no blood staining the ground below.He shakes his head.
They let out a relief sigh.
Where is Izuku then?
They started searching the whole house.
It's been 10 minutes and they haven't found him.
"Could...could he be kidnapped?"
"Who would kidna-" Hizashi sucks his breath.
"No.Oh god please no."
"Search one last time.If he's not found,we'll call the police." Shouta orders.
They started searching again.
Shouta search downstairs.
Hizashi search upstairs.
Hitoshi doesn't know why but...he went to check his room again.
There's one place no one searched yet,and it's the closet.
Everyone was panic and worried about Izuku whereabout, they checked every places he could hide and avoided the places that are less likely to be a hiding place.
Such as the closet.
His closet are smaller then medium but it still served it purpose,and it has a cat design on it.
The closet won't be able fit an average teenage boy.
But Izuku is not an average teenage boy.
No.
Izuku is no doubt underweight and small for his age.
He could fit in the janitor's closet and in the locker.
He had seen Izuku hide in a janitor's closet before.
Why he did that,he didn't explained.
But he figured Izuku has always been odd,so he let it go.
Hitoshi gulps,hands opening the closet.
Please be in there alive and unharmed.
He opens it.
His throats feels dry,his heart beating faster like it's trying to get out,his breathe quicken.
There,
Inside the closet,Izuku Midoriya lays unconscious in a fetal position.His completion's pale,red staining his clothes.
Hitoshi's visions blurred.He reached out his hands to touch Izuku's face.
Cold.Too cold.
He swallows the lump in his throat,trying to call Izuku awake.
But his voice won't come out.So he gently shakes Izuku,hoping he would be awake.
Please open your eyes,please.
Please don't do this to me.
I don't want to lose you.
Please don't abandon me too.
I..
I love you.
So... please.
Please be okay.
Please live.
Don't leave me.
You're the first person I loves,
You can't leave me like this
I still have a lot to show you.
Please open your eyes.
Hitoshi cried,hugging Izuku's cold pale corpse tightly.Hoping that he could keep his soul in if he hug tightly.
He knows it's stupid,but if there's even a 1% chance of Izuku open his eyes,he would try it.
No matter how illogical and silly it is.
Hizashi and Shouta rushed to Hitoshi's room when they heard a thud coming from that direction.
They wasn't sure what they were expecting when they arrived but it definitely not this.
The scene of Hitoshi clutching tightly on Izuku as if his life depends on it broke their hearts.
This is not the time to stand there and watch.
Hizashi quickly call the hospital and Shouta(tried) to treat Izuku the best he could.
Hitoshi doesn't move,doesn't make a sound.
He feels like he's drowning,sinking into the deepest depth of the ocean.
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It's been 3 hours since the ambulance came and 2 hours since Izuku was admitted to the Emergency room.
Hizashi gives a can of coffee to Shouta.
He looks so stressed out,worried,and he knows his husband feels guilty that he didn't prevent this.
He feels the same too.
He wants to say that it isn't Shouta's fault but he knows he won't listen.
The best is to stay by his side and comfort him.
He looks at his baby and his eyes started to blur.
Oh his poor baby.
His precious baby.
His son.
Eyes blank,unseeing .Dry tears stained his cheeks.
Hitoshi has been dissociating since they'd found them.
Izuku is precious to him.
Izuku is his fist love.
His first ever friend who accepted him.
It must've been painful to see his first love like that.
It would hurt worse if Izuku is really....gone.
He's scared that Hitoshi would ended up like him and Shouta when they had lost Oboro.
He did not wish to see his precious son turned out like them when they were on the lowest point.
He himself had turned to alcoholism back then,unable to cope with the lost.
Shouta had shut himself up,much like he did before they came into his life,but worse . He would had mood swing when spoken too.
It was Nemuri who beat their asses to bruise and kick them back to drag them out the darkness.
It's a painful memory but one that he cherishes.
The day he pick his life up.
He would never forget that.
He glances at Shouta.
If...if he had lost Shouta,his grumpy cat loving husband, he didn't think he could live.
He don't think he could ever stand back up.
And he knows if...if Shouta did leave them.
He would fall back into the darkness.
He would tried to keep his facade of happiness for everyone including his friends and son.
He would shoulder the mourning alone.
Until he couldn't anymore.
Either dying while on duty,distracted,or he would ...kill himself and join Shouta.
Leaving their son in Nemuri's care.
He shakes his head.
Getting rid of that depressing thought away.
"Zashi."
Hizashi turns his head,surprised to be called.
"Yes?"
"I hate this."
Hizashi clenches his fist. "Me too."
"I failed to protect-" He didn't get to finished his sentence when he feels hands on his cheeks.
He must've been out of it if he didn't noticed his husband is right in front of him instead of beside Hitoshi a second ago.
"Don't say that."
"I did failed,Zashi."Shouta voice cracks.
"No,not yet.Sure,we failed to prevent this,but he's not gone...not yet. So don't say you failed just yet.Don't blame yourself now,we still have hope that he'll survive.Instead of focusing on that,just focus on praying that he'll come back to us."
Hizashi hugs his husband,thankful that nobody but three of them here.He hugged his husband until Shouta pulled away.
"Thanks."
Hizashi nods,handing Shouta a water of bottle,noticing that his husband's voice is hoarse.
The two stay silent,glancing at their son,who is still dissociating and now has a new tears on his cheeks.
The two look up when they heard the door open.
The doctor walks out.
They stand up,anxiety pooling their stomachs.
"Is...is he alive?"
The doctor shakes his head.
Shouta and Hizashi felt hearts dropped.
This can't happened.
Please no.
The kid has so much to live for.
And Hitoshi.
Oh god,how do they tell this to Hitoshi?
'Hitoshi...Izuku's passed away.'
No way they could say that.
Hitoshi would fall into the same darkness as they did years ago.
"His throat and wrists bleeds too much blood and we had been able to revived him a few times but that was only briefly.He had passed away at 4:20 A.M. ,Tuesday morning due to excessive blood loss.I'm sorry for your loss."
The doctor gives them permission to visit him.
But ... How can they look at the pale face of the sweet teenage boy they had failed to save without guilt ?
How would ...Hitoshi react when he heard of this?
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