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summary: you get locked in a building while it's under attack, the last person you expect to come to your rescue is your ex boyfriend. word count: 2.6k+ tags/warnings: january hurt/comfort event, light descriptions of head attack, injury, and blood a/n: thank you for your prompt! a late addition to the january event.

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Having an ex-boyfriend that was a hero was not the best thing. Picture it, you’re facing one of the scariest moments of your life. In dire need of help and then your ex shows up.

It’s really a nightmare scenario.

The day started normally, you just had to run one errand then you could spend the rest of your day relaxing. All you had to do was go to city hall to pick up some papers then you were free to do nothing.

You made it a point to get up early and head over there early so you could enjoy your day off. That was the wrong choice evidently and you were quickly punished for your attempt at being productive.

You were walking down a hallway when lights began to flash and alarms sounded. Lockdown.

The city hall was under attack and it was under lockdown.

Quickly you took shelter in an open office under a desk, not fully knowing the threat yet.

It was loud, there was commotion in the building. It was clear something was happening but you weren’t sure what yet.

The next thing you heard was the office door open, you held your breath in fear.

“Is anyone in here?” You heard a man’s voice.

Peeking around the corner of the desk you tried to see who was talking. Surely a villain wouldn’t ask that. Right?

The last thing you wanted to see was Aizawa Shouta, otherwise known as the pro hero Eraserhead.

Maybe you wished it was a villain.

“Aizawa?” You said, coming out of your hiding spot.

“What are you doing here?” His voice was steady but you saw through his calm demeanor. You had been with him long enough to read him.

“I-I was just here to pick up paperwork.” You said. “What’s happening?”

Aizawa sighed. “There’s a gang of villains disgruntled with the mayor. They’re going after everyone in the building.”

“Oh no,” That was bad. Why did you have to be here right now?

“Stay here, okay?” He said. “I’m going to clear this floor and I’ll come back and get you out of here. Put a chair to block the door. I’ll knock when I’m back.”

You nodded. There was a conflicting feeling of not wanting to be alone right now but also not wanting to be around your ex.

“Okay.” You said. Aizawa nodded before closing the door. You took the chair and wedged it under the handle praying that they wouldn’t try getting in.

Sitting on the desk you wondered how your peaceful day off had turned into this. The last person you wanted to see was Aizawa Shouta.

You had done all you could to push away any thought of him. Despite the time that had passed since he broke up with you the wound still felt fresh.

Aizawa was your everything. You had met him by accident, he had come to your rescue one night. You offered to get him coffee and the two of you hit it off. You kept running into him and before you knew it you were falling for him. The two of you started to date.

You had dated for over a year and you thought everything was going great. You had even moved in together. Then one day he broke up with you, with no warning, no explanation.

It devastated you. You loved him more than anything, you thought the two of you would get married. Just like that you were alone, it was hard. He had moved out leaving you in the apartment where you had shared so many beautiful moments. It felt like living with a ghost.

You moved out to an apartment on the other side of town. You didn’t care if it meant being far away from work you just wanted to be away from all the places you had memories at.

It still hurt, one day living with the love of your life, the next he’s gone refusing to explain why. It ruined your confidence, took away the future you had in your head, and left you feeling empty.

The memory still hurt.

“What do you mean you’re breaking up with me?” You asked him in disbelief. If he was the type you’d think he was pranking you.

“This isn’t working out anymore, I want to move my life in a different direction.” He said all emotion gone from him.

“Did I do something?” You questioned, tears already burning in your eyes.

“No, things have just changed.” He said.

“Did you meet someone else?” You asked heartbroken at the thought.

“No.” He said quickly. “It’s just- Things are different now.” He said.

“What things?” You asked feeling desperate for an answer.

“I’ll be moving out.” He said. “I’ll be back tomorrow while you’re at work to get my stuff.”

He left with a packed bag and it felt like your world had fallen apart. You had created every horrible reason he would have left you since you never got a real reason from him.

A bang at the door brings you back to reality.

It’s not a knock and as you hear more noise you realize that someone is trying to break in. You get up and hide under the desk again hoping that they won’t be able to get in.

Your hopes are dashed as a loud noise tells you that the door has burst open. You curl up as small as you can and hold your breath. Maybe there’s a chance they don’t search the room.

Footsteps sound around the room as the man looks around, throwing furniture as he goes. It’s silent for a moment before the chair covering your hiding spot is torn away.

Before you can even react you’re grabbed by the ankle and dragged out. The villain above you is much larger than you and try as you might you can’t fight him off.

You’re picked up and thrown onto the desk. You scream for help, Aizawa can’t be far away, he’s always come to your rescue in the past and despite your split, you believe he still will.

There are a few more moments that feel like they last forever before the villain is pulled away and tossed to the side. You watch as Aizawa makes quick work of the villain.

His gaze turns to you, concern on his face. “Are you okay?” He asked you.

You start to stand up and you feel a pain in your stomach, your hand moves under your jacket and you feel something there. When you touch it, it hurts and you quickly realize what it is.

“I’m fine.” You told him.

He nods. “Okay, the floor is clear. Let’s go to the stairwell and I’ll get you out of here.” He said.

Aizawa leads you out of the room and down the hallway. It feels like every step hurts more and more but you keep pushing. You know it’s stupid, that you should tell him you're injured. That he should probably carry you out of the building but you can’t stand the thought of telling him.

In your head, there are only two options. One, that his reaction is stoic and he treats you like he would any other victim he would help as a hero. Or two, that you would see something more in his eyes and it would give you some hope that maybe he still felt the same way you did about him.

Getting to the stairwell you could feel more blood leaking from the wound, you knew the knife was still in the wound so it would keep you from bleeding too much. You were starting to feel light-headed as you descended the four floors to the ground level.

It was when you were almost at the ground level you missed a step, slipping down the last few steps. Aizawa was quick to grab you by your shoulders pulling you up. “Are you okay?” He asked.

“I-I’m fine.” You said trying to stand but your legs were shaky.

“Is that blood?” He asked spotting the red spreading through your shirt and now jacket.

You moved to try and hide it but you realized it was too much now. “I’m fine.” You said trying to sound more confident now.

Aizawa moves your open jacket out of the way to see the knife in your stomach. “You’re not fine!” His voice is harsh and you can see in his eyes how upset he is.

“I-” You start but he cut you off.

“How long did you think you could hide this?” His voice was firm but still upset.

Your eyes move to the ground, not wanting to look at him.

Aizawa lets out a heavy sigh. “We need to get you to medical now.” He said. “I’m going to carry you.

Before you can argue he picks you up carefully, holding you in a princess carry. He moves out of the stairwell through the lobby and to the lockdown checkpoint.

You hate it, you hate the memories of the times he carried you like this while you giggled and nuzzled your face into his neck. You hate the way his hands are so gentle around you. You hate the way you miss him so much even after all this time.

The sunlight should feel like relief, feel like safety but all you can think about is how you wish you never had to leave his arms.

Aizawa sets you down on a gurney at the triage tent set up for this disaster. Laying down you feel dizzy and sick but you have this overwhelming want to have him stay.

Maybe it’s the fear of the knife still stuck in your stomach or the attack you just faced but when Aizawa turns to move you grab his wrist.

“Please-” Your voice is weak. “Stay.”

“I-” Aizawa’s voice is low. “I just need to get a medic. I’m not going to leave.”

You’re surprised, you think that he should probably go back in and help the other heroes to stop the villains there but the last thing you’re gonna do right now is argue.

Aizawa returns to your side and you’re shocked when he takes your hand in his. A doctor approaches you and assesses your wound.

“We need to get her to a hospital, if we remove this here she will bleed out.” They said.

“I’ll go with her,” Aizawa said shocking you again.

They loaded you into the ambulance and Aizawa stayed by your side. You didn’t understand why he was staying with you and you felt conflicted. Every part of you wanted him here but you didn’t want to face the moment he walked away.

At the hospital, they’re able to stabilize you and get a scan to confirm the wound hasn’t hit any organs or major arteries. Aizawa stays by your side as much as he can and when they finally are ready to remove the knife and stitch you up he’s there holding your hand.

“It’s going to be okay,” He said as he held your hand, you hate how much you love it. You close your eyes as they pull the knife out, it doesn't hurt because they’ve numbed you but the sensation is still disturbing and you let out a gasp.

You need something to distract you.

“Why did you break up with me?” The question leaves your mouth before you can stop yourself. Out of the corner of your eyes, you can see the doctor who is stitching up your wound glance over at you for a moment before resuming. You know this isn’t the time or place but you aren’t sure if you’ll ever get it again.

Aizawa stares at you for a moment before sighing. “I was scared.” He said. You’re surprised that he answered you but you’re even more surprised by his answer.

“What?” You asked confused.

“I broke up with you because I was scared of losing you.” He explained.

“I would never leave,” You said.

“I didn’t think you were going to leave- I-” He paused, his eyes glancing away before returning to your gaze. “A friend of mine, a hero, she lost her husband. It was really hard to watch, she fell apart- I couldn’t stop wondering what would happen if something happened to you.”

“Shouta-” You said softly.

“I obsessed over it, and when you had that run-in with a villain because they targeted you because you were close to me- it was the breaking point. I didn’t want to put you in danger and I didn’t want to lose you.” He explained.

“And here we are,” Probably not the right time for a joke but you couldn’t stop yourself.

“Yeah.” He sighed. “You’re right. I realized a while ago that I was wrong for breaking up with you. It was cruel to do that to you with no explanation and I ruined the best thing I’ve ever had in my life.”

You stared at him surprised by his words. Your attention was fully off the discomfort of being stitched up.

“I regretted it from the day I broke up with you but for months I told myself it was to protect you but the reality is I was scared and I should have just dealt with my feelings in a healthy way instead of pushing you away.” He said. “I’ve been a coward, avoiding you when I should have been at your door begging you to forgive me and take me back.”

Maybe you died. That was your first thought at his words. How many times had you wished Shouta had come to you and asked for you back? And here you were, being stitched up by a doctor for a stab wound and Shouta was holding your hand telling you he should have never left.

“Shouta-” You said looking up at him. “I can’t tell you how long I’ve wished you would come back, how many times I wanted to chase after you and beg you to explain what happened.” Your eyes started to burn with tears.

He looked relieved, a soft smile on his lips.

“You’re all stitched up, we’d like to move you to a room so we can keep you overnight to make sure you don’t have an infection.” The doctor said feeling hesitant to interrupt your moment.

You looked at her feeling awkward that you just had that moment in front of a stranger. “Thank you.” You said.

After being moved into a regular room Aizawa sat at your side.

The room was quiet for a moment before he spoke. “I know I don’t deserve another chance, I know what I did was hurtful and immature and I’ll never forgive myself for hurting you like that.” He said. “But I would regret it for the rest of my life if I didn’t ask you if you would ever consider taking me back. I love you, I never stopped loving you and you’re the only person I’ve ever wanted to spend the rest of my life with.”

Maybe it was the pain medicine but you stared at Shouta for a moment in disbelief.

“I’ve missed you so much.” You said, maybe it was the stress of the day but you started to tear up. “I never stopped loving you, all I’ve ever wanted is you back.”

Aizawa looked at you with soft eyes. He moved closer, leaning in to press a kiss against your forehead. “I was so scared today when I saw all that blood. I thought the worst.”

You grabbed his arm, gently pulling him closer. “Thank you for saving me, for getting me out.”

He looked at you with warm eyes, you could feel his love through his gaze. “I will always be there to save you,” He said softly. “I promise, I’ll never leave your side again.”

Your hand moved to the back of his neck, pulling him down for a soft kiss.

You didn’t know what the future held but it didn’t matter now that you had the love of your life back at your side.

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