Aizawa had just gotten home from a late night patrol and went into the bedroom when he saw you. You were curled up in bed, sweating and twitching, having a nightmare. You often got these, and they would get really bad. Aizawa sat onto the bed and slowly and gently moved you onto his lap.

“Shh… its ok, its just a nightmare…” Aizawa whispered gently, trying to get you to wake up or stop your nightmare.