6-is he crying?

                                    

                                          
(Deku's POV)
                          
I opened my eyes slowly. I was already aware that I was in the hospital, but I wasn't happy about it.
                          
I groaned as I saw Mr.Aizawa sitting beside me. My groaning caught his attention. He stared at me before hugging me. I could feel a wet spot form on my shoulder as I hugged him back.
                          
He pulled back and then smiled. What was going on with him? Smiling, crying, and hugging. I looked at him and he then pulled out a letter, a green letter?
                          
He saw my look of surprise as I put the pieces together.
                          
"I and Yamada are adopted you kid." He said as he chuckled.
                          
My mouth hung open as tears flowed down my face. I don't know what to say, I was being adopted by my teachers.
                          
I laid back in the bed with a smile on my face but it soon faded when Aizawa continued to talk.
                          
"The doctors want to keep you here to be observed and then you will be heading to your new home." He said in a monotone voice.
                          
I gave him a small fake smile. Before my eye landed on a blond hair boy slouched, sleeping in the chair in front of my bed. Why was he here?
                          
"He found you, and he hasn't moved since." He said like he could read my mind.
                          
The smile returned to my face as I looked back at the angry, sleeping boy. Kacchan's eyes shaped open causing me to jump. His eyes were red and puffy like he had been crying.
                          
He looked at me for a second before running and hugging me.
                          
"Don't ever do that again you dumbass" he said.
                          
But his voice wasn't an angry one, but a worried voice. Then I heard sniffle coming from behind me. Was he crying? But soon enough my thoughts were interrupted by yelling.
                          
"KASTUKI BAKUGO, it's time to go!" She stones in and her voice softened as she saw him hugging me.
                          
He sniffled again before letting go and wiping his eyes.
                          
"Ok, OLD HAG!" He yelled back stomping out of the room.
                          
I sighed in relief.
                          
(Time skip, sorry)
                          
The stay of food sat in front of me. I couldn't eat, just looking at it made me sick.
                          
"Me. Aizawa, I'm really not hungry." I said with a nervous tone.
                          
"Kid, you need to eat." He said in a disappointed tone.
                          
I just looked back at the tray. I would probably vomit if I had anything in my stomach.
                          
"Kid if you don't eat..." He stopped.
                          
But I knew what he was going to say.
                          
"I'm going to die." I finished.
                          
The words sounded almost happy as they left my mouth.
                          
"..."
                          
He stayed silent. I wanted to make him happy, but I couldn't eat. It hurt just looking at the food. I could count the calories of each item and I didn't like the numbers I saw.
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I did the same thing when supper came around. I refused to eat even the smallest bit. I would just concentrate on the pain in my arm.
                          
I could see the frustration in Mr. Aizawa's eyes. But I just pushed the tray of food away from me and sat there.
                          
The voices in my head encouraged the behaviour. Cheering me on not to eat. They would compliment me on how good I was doing and then leave me. But if I ate they would tell and scream like a bunch of children having a tantrum that you couldn't be stopped.
                          
After about an hour of refusing to eat, I fell asleep.
                          
(Time skip to the next day)
                          
I woke up to a nurse turning on the lights to my room. she came in with a tray. The tray had pancakes and other breakfast foods on it. She placed it on the rolling table the rolled it over my lap.
                          
When she left the room Mr. Aizawa and a doctor came through the door. They both looked at each other then at me.
                          
"Kid, this is your last chance to eat." He said in an anxious voice.
                          
I was confused, what did he mean when he said my last chance to eat? I just slowly pushed the tray away from me. I turned to him with an ashamed face. 
                          
He looked so disappointed. He sighed before the softer came and gave me what I assumed was some type of sleeping drug because after that everything went black.
                          
(Aizawa's POV)
                          
I felt so stupid that I didn't notice that the kid wasn't eating. How did I miss it, you could count his ribs? I was disappointed not in him but myself when he wouldn't eat. I just didn't want him to die.
                          
That night, Izuku's doctor talked to me about a procedure that could help him. I was skeptical but he convinced me it was the kid's best options. And dit wasn't permanent and he would be able to go to school and be released tomorrow afternoon if all went smoothly.
                          
I agreed as long as we could give him one more chance.


                          
Sorry, this one's kinda short.