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💭 having a nightmare - eri-determined

Eri was a very light sleeper. Anything could disturb her sleep, from a raindrop outside a windown to a bad dream, which was why she took so many power naps during the day.

Still half asleep, he goes to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Yeah… That’s gonna be another near-sleepless night. As he walks back to his own room with the water, he pauses briefly outside of Eri’s room. Should he check in on her…?

Her heart stopped for a brief moment. The door opened slowly, faint light pouring in, she sat up out of habit.

At the hug, he immediately goes down on his knees to properly return it. “Are you alright, Eri? Did I scare you?” He keeps his voice soft out of instinct, not wanting to startle her with a loud noise.

For a moment Eri didn’t answer, simply appreciating the comfort it brought to be near someone who cared for her. She was too touch-starved even after half a year.

“I’m sorry for that, Eri.” He softly whispers, walking into her room and sitting on the bed with her on his lap.

“It’s okay.” She mumbled, nodding off slowly. It was all right, a false alarm. “I get lot of bad dreams. I can’t get up after some of them.” She didn’t move from Toshinori’s lap, never the one pull away first. “You sure you’re okay daddy?” 

“A bit shaken up, perhaps, but I am most certainly fine.” He doesn’t let go of her, either, the contact helping him calm down from the panic still inside him from the nightmare.

It had to be scary. Eri learned that adults get scared too, so it was okay to be scared because everyone got scared.

He smiles at that, his heart fluttering in his chest out of pride.

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If anyone were to ask, Toshinori would definitely deny ever cursing as he suddenly got thrown into a portal and, forgive the word choice, yeeted across and through god knows what. When he’s on the ground, he looks at who ever saved him.

“You sure you’re alright?” The heroine motioned to the already gone portal, as in to repeat her previous statement adding “this is not normal”. All the while maintaining her big smile. “Cat got your tongue?”

“Yes, I am.” He smiles back, hiding the unease. It’s not like this is the weirdest situation he’s ever been in, is it? He’s been in plenty of situations as a hero, so this should be easy to deal with.

With a energetic nod, she accepted the answer, and thought briefly about the question. When? When? What like “Back to the Future” gig? 

“… What about the year?” He softly asks, looking down at his hands. If Nana’s still up and about like this… It had to be before he was 18. Which… Would be weird if he ran into his younger self.

“The year’s 1985.” She said easily before her demeanor shifted into a bit less soft-hearted one. She didn’t know Toshi for long, it’s been barely a three months since she started training him, but she noticed a few distressing signs he gave off.

He places a hand over his mouth, frowning. “1985…?” He sighs. “That’s… 35 years ago. That means I should be about…” He sighs again. “Right.” He shakes his head. “I should probably explain, should I not?”

Nana hears out the explanation and takes a moment to solve the puzzle before speaking again. She did quick math, thought about UA and the teacher bit, considered it.

“I, indeed, am Toshinori from the future.” He nods. “And… I do not know. There probably would be at least some consequences, but there might not be any, either.” His head hurts only thinking about it, really. This is… Not his forte.

So far it did sound like the man hadn’t planned this trip and Nana believed him. Not that she had lie-detector in herself to be 100% sure, Sorahiko would call her foolish for that.

Toshinori softly chuckles. “You should probably get used to that… I was late a lot… Mostly because of-” He cuts himself off suddenly. She didn’t know yet, at this point. He’d keep it silent for a while longer, so he couldn’t say it now.

Shimura didn’t need him to say a word more than that. At this point she was certain that something was wrong.

Oh, Toshinori knows what she is gonna do, simply by looking at her. Yep, he messed up already. No big surprise there.

💭 having a nightmare - eri-determined

Eri was a very light sleeper. Anything could disturb her sleep, from a raindrop outside a windown to a bad dream, which was why she took so many power naps during the day.

Still half asleep, he goes to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Yeah… That’s gonna be another near-sleepless night. As he walks back to his own room with the water, he pauses briefly outside of Eri’s room. Should he check in on her…?

Her heart stopped for a brief moment. The door opened slowly, faint light pouring in, she sat up out of habit.

At the hug, he immediately goes down on his knees to properly return it. “Are you alright, Eri? Did I scare you?” He keeps his voice soft out of instinct, not wanting to startle her with a loud noise.

For a moment Eri didn’t answer, simply appreciating the comfort it brought to be near someone who cared for her. She was too touch-starved even after half a year.

“I’m sorry for that, Eri.” He softly whispers, walking into her room and sitting on the bed with her on his lap.

“It’s okay.” She mumbled, nodding off slowly. It was all right, a false alarm. “I get lot of bad dreams. I can’t get up after some of them.” She didn’t move from Toshinori’s lap, never the one pull away first. “You sure you’re okay daddy?” 

"A bit shaken up, perhaps, but I am most certainly fine." He doesn't let go of her, either, the contact helping him calm down from the panic still inside him from the nightmare.

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If anyone were to ask, Toshinori would definitely deny ever cursing as he suddenly got thrown into a portal and, forgive the word choice, yeeted across and through god knows what. When he’s on the ground, he looks at who ever saved him.

“You sure you’re alright?” The heroine motioned to the already gone portal, as in to repeat her previous statement adding “this is not normal”. All the while maintaining her big smile. “Cat got your tongue?”

“Yes, I am.” He smiles back, hiding the unease. It’s not like this is the weirdest situation he’s ever been in, is it? He’s been in plenty of situations as a hero, so this should be easy to deal with.

With a energetic nod, she accepted the answer, and thought briefly about the question. When? When? What like “Back to the Future” gig? 

“… What about the year?” He softly asks, looking down at his hands. If Nana’s still up and about like this… It had to be before he was 18. Which… Would be weird if he ran into his younger self.

“The year’s 1985.” She said easily before her demeanor shifted into a bit less soft-hearted one. She didn’t know Toshi for long, it’s been barely a three months since she started training him, but she noticed a few distressing signs he gave off.

He places a hand over his mouth, frowning. “1985…?” He sighs. “That’s… 35 years ago. That means I should be about…” He sighs again. “Right.” He shakes his head. “I should probably explain, should I not?”

Nana hears out the explanation and takes a moment to solve the puzzle before speaking again. She did quick math, thought about UA and the teacher bit, considered it.

“I, indeed, am Toshinori from the future.” He nods. “And… I do not know. There probably would be at least some consequences, but there might not be any, either.” His head hurts only thinking about it, really. This is… Not his forte.

So far it did sound like the man hadn’t planned this trip and Nana believed him. Not that she had lie-detector in herself to be 100% sure, Sorahiko would call her foolish for that.

Toshinori softly chuckles. "You should probably get used to that... I was late a lot... Mostly because of-" He cuts himself off suddenly. She didn't know yet, at this point. He'd keep it silent for a while longer, so he couldn't say it now.

💭 having a nightmare - eri-determined

Eri was a very light sleeper. Anything could disturb her sleep, from a raindrop outside a windown to a bad dream, which was why she took so many power naps during the day.

Still half asleep, he goes to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Yeah… That’s gonna be another near-sleepless night. As he walks back to his own room with the water, he pauses briefly outside of Eri’s room. Should he check in on her…?

Her heart stopped for a brief moment. The door opened slowly, faint light pouring in, she sat up out of habit.

At the hug, he immediately goes down on his knees to properly return it. “Are you alright, Eri? Did I scare you?” He keeps his voice soft out of instinct, not wanting to startle her with a loud noise.

For a moment Eri didn’t answer, simply appreciating the comfort it brought to be near someone who cared for her. She was too touch-starved even after half a year.

"I'm sorry for that, Eri." He softly whispers, walking into her room and sitting on the bed with her on his lap.

◻ (@allmight-determined)

If anyone were to ask, Toshinori would definitely deny ever cursing as he suddenly got thrown into a portal and, forgive the word choice, yeeted across and through god knows what. When he’s on the ground, he looks at who ever saved him.

“You sure you’re alright?” The heroine motioned to the already gone portal, as in to repeat her previous statement adding “this is not normal”. All the while maintaining her big smile. “Cat got your tongue?”

“Yes, I am.” He smiles back, hiding the unease. It’s not like this is the weirdest situation he’s ever been in, is it? He’s been in plenty of situations as a hero, so this should be easy to deal with.

With a energetic nod, she accepted the answer, and thought briefly about the question. When? When? What like “Back to the Future” gig? 

“… What about the year?” He softly asks, looking down at his hands. If Nana’s still up and about like this… It had to be before he was 18. Which… Would be weird if he ran into his younger self.

“The year’s 1985.” She said easily before her demeanor shifted into a bit less soft-hearted one. She didn’t know Toshi for long, it’s been barely a three months since she started training him, but she noticed a few distressing signs he gave off.

He places a hand over his mouth, frowning. “1985…?” He sighs. “That’s… 35 years ago. That means I should be about…” He sighs again. “Right.” He shakes his head. “I should probably explain, should I not?”

Nana hears out the explanation and takes a moment to solve the puzzle before speaking again. She did quick math, thought about UA and the teacher bit, considered it.

"I, indeed, am Toshinori from the future." He nods. "And... I do not know. There probably would be at least some consequences, but there might not be any, either." His head hurts only thinking about it, really. This is... Not his forte.

💭 having a nightmare - eri-determined

Eri was a very light sleeper. Anything could disturb her sleep, from a raindrop outside a windown to a bad dream, which was why she took so many power naps during the day.

Still half asleep, he goes to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Yeah… That’s gonna be another near-sleepless night. As he walks back to his own room with the water, he pauses briefly outside of Eri’s room. Should he check in on her…?

Her heart stopped for a brief moment. The door opened slowly, faint light pouring in, she sat up out of habit.

At the hug, he immediately goes down on his knees to properly return it. "Are you alright, Eri? Did I scare you?" He keeps his voice soft out of instinct, not wanting to startle her with a loud noise.

◻ (@allmight-determined)

If anyone were to ask, Toshinori would definitely deny ever cursing as he suddenly got thrown into a portal and, forgive the word choice, yeeted across and through god knows what. When he’s on the ground, he looks at who ever saved him.

“You sure you’re alright?” The heroine motioned to the already gone portal, as in to repeat her previous statement adding “this is not normal”. All the while maintaining her big smile. “Cat got your tongue?”

“Yes, I am.” He smiles back, hiding the unease. It’s not like this is the weirdest situation he’s ever been in, is it? He’s been in plenty of situations as a hero, so this should be easy to deal with.

With a energetic nod, she accepted the answer, and thought briefly about the question. When? When? What like “Back to the Future” gig? 

“… What about the year?” He softly asks, looking down at his hands. If Nana’s still up and about like this… It had to be before he was 18. Which… Would be weird if he ran into his younger self.

“The year’s 1985.” She said easily before her demeanor shifted into a bit less soft-hearted one. She didn’t know Toshi for long, it’s been barely a three months since she started training him, but she noticed a few distressing signs he gave off.

He places a hand over his mouth, frowning. "1985...?" He sighs. "That's... 35 years ago. That means I should be about..." He sighs again. "Right." He shakes his head. "I should probably explain, should I not?"

💭 having a nightmare - eri-determined

Eri was a very light sleeper. Anything could disturb her sleep, from a raindrop outside a windown to a bad dream, which was why she took so many power naps during the day.

Still half asleep, he goes to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Yeah... That's gonna be another near-sleepless night. As he walks back to his own room with the water, he pauses briefly outside of Eri's room. Should he check in on her...?

◻ (@allmight-determined)

If anyone were to ask, Toshinori would definitely deny ever cursing as he suddenly got thrown into a portal and, forgive the word choice, yeeted across and through god knows what. When he’s on the ground, he looks at who ever saved him.

“You sure you’re alright?” The heroine motioned to the already gone portal, as in to repeat her previous statement adding “this is not normal”. All the while maintaining her big smile. “Cat got your tongue?”

“Yes, I am.” He smiles back, hiding the unease. It’s not like this is the weirdest situation he’s ever been in, is it? He’s been in plenty of situations as a hero, so this should be easy to deal with.

With a energetic nod, she accepted the answer, and thought briefly about the question. When? When? What like “Back to the Future” gig? 

"... What about the year?" He softly asks, looking down at his hands. If Nana's still up and about like this... It had to be before he was 18. Which... Would be weird if he ran into his younger self.