If I don't get out of the house soon I may die of boredom.  If you know of any good bnha stories or write one yourself, please tell me in the comments.  I'm running out of things to read.  Also, there will be mention of child abuse so I'll put in the trigger warnings.

-MyComputersDead

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Later That Day

5:00p.m.  Aizawa Residence

The Aizawa family, including Hitoshi, was sitting around the table eating dinner.  It was supposed to be celebratory of Izuku's success that day, but not much celebrating was happening.  Nobody knew what to say to Izuku so they all just continued eating their Yakitori and rice. 
Finally Shota said something.  "Hey kiddo, what's up with you?"
"Hm?  What do you mean?" Izuku asked as he looked up from his meal. 
"Well you seem kinda down." 
"Oh...sorry."
"Don't apolagize, we just want to know what's going on."  Shota's face showed a hint of concern behind all of his tiredness. 
"Nothing's going on," Izuku said with a smile.
"Liar."  Hitoshi now butted into the conversation.  "Normally you wouldn't be able to contain your excitement.  So why aren't you celebrating?"
Izuku was getting kind of irritated by all of the questions.  He didn't really want to answer them, but if he didn't his family would just keep asking. 
"I'm not celebrating because it feels like I didn't even work to be where I am.  Don't get me wrong, I'm greatful that my quirk is as strong as it is, but it feels like I won too easily.  It doesn't feel like a victory at all."  Izuku paused and looked back down at his meal.
"Don't be an idiot."  Everyone redirected their attention to Hizashi.  Normally he would never be so harsh.  "You've worked at least twice as hard as anyone you've faced.  You've trained every day for years to become as strong as you are so it only makes sense that you beat everyone else so easily."  He paused and smiled at his son,"You won because you worked for it, so celebrate with us little listener." 
Izuku smiled a little at his father's words. 
The rest of the night was filled with laughter and and smiles.  The family felt so complete and at peace with each other.  When the sky began to darken Hitoshi had to say his goodbyes and head home. 

8:34p.m.  Shinsou Residence 

Hitoshi quietly opened the back door of his house.  His dad told him to be home by 8:25 and he was nine minutes late.  He quickly ran up the stairs to his room, careful not to make his presence known.  He was on the second to last step.  It squeaked.  He froze where he was.  'Shit!  I always forget about that damn stair!  Maybe dad didn't hear it...'
"Hitoshi sweety?  Is that you?"  His mother was in the livingroom from what he could hear.  He knew he couldn't answer back or his punishment would be worse than it was already going to be.  He slowly walked downstairs and saw his mother sitting on the couch. 
He waved to her.  "You know your father's going to be upset that you're late.  Please try to be more quiet or you'll upset him more."  He nodded and went back up the stairs, careful to skip the second to last step. 
He entered his room, being sure to shut the door behind him.  His dad took off the lock a few years ago when Hitoshi had tried to prevent him from entering.  Hitoshi layed on his bed and waited to hear the heavy footfalls of his father approach his door.  No matter how delayed, sooner or later, they always came. 
*trigger warning*
The door was slowly pushed open to reveal a tall, skinny, purple haired man.  "You're late Hitoshi."
"I-I'm sor-"
Hitoshi was cut off when his father's palm collided with his face. 
"What did I tell you about speaking to me?"  Hitoshi looked down as he felt the bruise form on his cheek.  Another blow came.  "Look at me when I'm speaking to you!" 
He continued to smack his son around and yell at him.  The abuse went on and on.  "Why did I have to have a villain for a son?"  He lifted his hand to deliver another punch to Hitoshi.
"Father," Hitoshi begged.
"What di-"  'Got him,'
"Hajime, please sto-"  Hitoshi's mother came in to stop the brutality when she realized what was happening.  "Pack your things."  She had tears running down her face.  "You have to go before he breaks free.  If you're still here he'll kill you."  He rushed t grab a suitcase and started shoving clothes into it. 
*you can read*
"Hitoshi..." 
"I'm sorry mom."  He pulled her into a tight embrace.  "I love you." 
"I love you too baby." 
The mother and son broke apart and Hitoshi ran out the door.  When she was sure that Hitoshi was gone she tapped her husband's shoulder and explained what happened.  He was not happy to say the least. 

9:27p.m.  Aizawa Residence

HS~ Hitoshi
SA~ Shota

HS~ Shota?  Are you still awake?
SA~ You know I don't sleep.  What's wrong?
HS~ I got kicked out...
HS~ It it ok if I stay with you for a while?
SA~ Of course, but you know we have to talk about this right?
HS~ Yea
HS~ I'll be over in a few minutes

Shota turned his phone off and told Izuku and Hizashi that Hitoshi would be staying with them for a while.  Izuku went to clean his room up a bit.  Hitoshi had to sleep in his room because they didn't have a guest room and the couch was too small for him to sleep on.  Hizashi and Shota trusted Hitoshi, so this wasn't a problem. 
After about ten minutes there was a light knock at the door.  Shota ran to answer it, but was met with a sight that broke his heart. 
Hitoshi's hair was in his face, but failed to cover the bruises on his cheek.  His eyes looked more tired than usual and were red from crying.  Shota didn't know what else to do other that pull the boy into a hug.  "I really messed up..." Hitoshi mumbled through sobbs. 
Shota led the distraught boy into the livingroom and sat down with him. Hizashi and Izuku were both already sitting on the couch and were surprised at the condition Hotoshi was in.   "What happened kid?"  Shota brushed some of Hitoshi's hair out of his face so he could see the expent of the damage. 
The lavender haired boy went on to explain everything.  He told them about how his father hated him ever since he developed his 'villainous' quirk and about his mother and how she loved and supported him.  "Usually it was just a smack here and there.  He always tried to avoid me.  This time... he went too far and I... I used my quirk to make him stop.  I had to leave before he broke free.  I'm sorry if I'm causing you guys any trouble.  I just don't have anywhere else to go," he finished. 
"Stay as long as you need kid."  Shota said.  The usually loud Hizashi was silent.  Izuku had to leave the room when Hitoshi started talking. 
When he was done taking, Hitoshi changed into sweats and joined Izuku in his room.  Hizashi ans Shota explained why he left to the confused boy and he quickly understood.  He wrapped his arms around his small boyfriend as he got into the bed. 
"Why didn't you tell me this was happening?"
"You have your own problems to deal with Izu.  I didn't want to put any more on your plate."
Izuku looked up at Hitoshi.  "Your problems are my problems.  We're together.  That means that we help each other out.  I will always be here for you Hitochan.  Always."
"Thank you Izu."  He pulled him closer and they fell asleep in eachother's arms. 

*Bonus*
Hizashi and Shota went to check on the boys to make sure they were ok.  When Hizashi opened the door he saw them sleeping all cuddled up to each other.  He pulled his phone out of his pocket and lifted it up to take a picture but Shota snatched it out of his hands.  He held up his own phone and took a few pictures and walked away with a smug smile.  "Don't worry, I'll send them to you."
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That's all folks.  Oh... wait... wrong show. 

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