((TW: CUTTING, SELF HARM ~ stay safe ))

It was quiet, besides the sound of medical tape. Aizawa bandages your scars as you two sit silently. You couldn't tell if he was mad or sad. Probably both.

Aizawa was trying to keep himself calm, to not overreact.* ** "his is harder on them than it is for me," he repeated in his head.

"You know what I'm going to say."

He spoke, his eyes focused on the scars as he bandaged them. He had already gotten the cleaning done. He was almost finished bandaging your scars.

"I'm not mad, and I'm not going to yell. But, you have to tell me what's going on."

He looked at you, and moved to cup your cheek. He may be a stern, grumpy old man, but he was your father that loved you unconditionally.

"I love you more than anything. And seeing you do this hurts me. I will do anything, anything I can to make you feel better."