When we arrived back home we didn't see Midoriya on the couch. We started to freak out as we looked around the house. As I was searching the house I heard weeping in the bathroom. I rush over and see a bloody man on the floor, next to him was Midoriya crying, bloody, and broken. Fuck, "Bakugo! Call for an ambulance!" The blonde ran into the room, "Why do we-holy fuck!" He pulled out his phone and called the police.

Midoriya must have had a reason to...hurt the man. I pick the frail boy up and take him to Bakugo's bedroom and lay him down on the bed. I sit next to him and try to calm him down. "Shh, shh. It'll be okay, Midoriya. Shh." I say while rubbing his arm to comfort him. I continue to do this while we wait for the police to arrive. Crap, if the police see him...I have to hide him. I grab him by the arm and bring him to the closet. "Stay here and don't move." I hope he stays still, although I don't think he's going to go anywhere. He's still frightened from the event, so I pet his hair to calm him down.

Bakugo comes in and looks at Midoriya with worried eyes. "Are they gone?" I asked him only to be returned with a nod. He comes towards us and kneels down next to the small boy in front of us. "Is he okay?" He asks, concern vivid in his voice. I shook my head, "I don't really know." I tell Bakugo a little afraid that he will hit me, but he didn't. He brings his hand up to Midoriya and pats his head calming him some more. Sometimes I forget that they were childhood friends, so of course, he knows how to calm him down. I smile as I watch the two.

I can tell Deku is freaking the fuck out. I hate watching him torture himself for something that was pure instinct. I go over to him to calm the nerd, but he jerks away from me. He never does that, why now? He knows when I'm about to hit him or not and I haven't touched him like that in years. "Hey, it's okay. Don't flinch like that or you'll hurt yourself even more." I explain to calm him down. I wrap my arm around him and pull him into my chest as I use my free hand to pet his head, calming him down a little bit. "Icy hot, can you get him some water?" He nodded and left to get him a glass. I lift Deku up and bring him to the living room and set him down on the couch. Damn, he's so light. Todoroki brings the water over and sits on one side of Deku while I sit on the other, both of us hold his hands as we start to ask him some questions.

Bakugo holds onto Izuku's hand and pats his head while Todoroki asks the emotional boy some questions. "Midoriya, what has been going on? Why were you in an alley, in the rain, all beaten up?" Todoroki asked in a worried tone. "D-d-dad..." Izuku muttered with a shaky voice. Bakugo kept on petting his head keeping him calm. "It's okay Deku, it's okay." The, usually loud, boy said in a sweet tone. Dekus face made Todoroki hurt, it was sad and filled with worry. Bakugo looked over to the bi-colored haired boy, "We should give him time before we ask any more questions." Todoroki said calmly, trying not to let Izuku freak out any more than he already is. Bakugo pulled him into his lap while Todorokis' arm acted as a pillow for the crying boy. Izuku was traumatized by what he did and what happened to him because of his father.

The poor boy cried until he fell asleep in the arms of the two boys who cared for him.