Brick by Boring Brick - Paramore

Wren went to talk to Aizawa. Wren went to talk to her brother.

Wrapped in bandages she plodded barefoot down the halls of UA. Her hair was unbrushed and wild. The other students hugged the walls as she passed. Catching her reflection in a mirror she almost laughed.

Finally, after much wandering she came to the staff room. Peaking inside she saw Aizawa at his desk and All Might across from him. She slowly opened the door slipping inside. She sat in the desk chair beside Aizawa, pulled her feet up onto the chair and rested her chin on her knees. "Good to see that hasn't changed." Wren crinkled her nose. "You've always sat in weird ways, even when you were little."

"I don't think you of all people have any say in what's weird." The two of them sat in silence a few moments. Aizawa typing up reports. "I don't want to leave." Wren spoke quietly. Her fingers tugged and twisted the hem of her pants. "What?" Wren's lip startled to quiver. "I don't want to get sent away again." The fear was cold and heavy in her chest. She fought to keep her composure, but tears cascaded down her face. Wren looked at her brother. He seemed shocked. From the corner of her eye she saw All Might quickly leave the room. "I'm tired of feeling like a monster. Like some animal to be picked and poked at." Wren coughed choking on her tears. Aizawa hopped up to grab her some water. Returning he hesitantly rubbed her back.

"Come on. We'll see Recovery Girl and get the all clear from her. Let's get you back to your room in the dorm." Wren nodded sniffling. So much crying was giving her a headache. The last time she remembered crying this much was when she was kidnapped. Even then she was quickly conditioned not to cry or else. She still couldn't shake the panic in her chest when she let out even the slightest emotion. As if merely having them made her insane.

When the two of them were leaving Recovery Girl's office Wren ran to a trash can to throw up. Aizawa rubbed her back, holding her hair out of her face. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "I feel like shit."

Aizawa patted her head and grabbed her hand to walk.

The dorms were mostly quiet. Wren began thinking about her classmates. How she would have to face them after losing control like that. How could she? What could she say? Her stomach began to turn again. "Brother, how do I… What do I say to everyone? And what about the government people."

They entered her small bedroom. Aizawa set the things he was carrying down. Wren climbed up on her bed. Bakugo's shirt she stole was laying discarded on the bed untouched. That only made her remember the fight they had. She was the most apprehensive about speaking to him.

"Get some rest Wren. Let me be the big brother for once, I'll take care of the government and let everyone know you're back and resting. It's going to be up to you to be able to speak to them again." Wren nodded. Her body felt heavy. The walk here wasn't long, but her bones felt like lead.

Some time later she opened her eyes to the sound of her door opening. She spotted Bakugo setting a cup of tea down on her desk. "Bakugo?" She rubbed her eyes. He jumped back. His face immediately twisting up. The last time they spoke they yelled at each other. Bakugo had stormed out when she started crying. Wren felt teary again. If she cried Bakugo would leave.

She sat up grabbing the cup of tea and cradling it against her face. It was the perfect temperature, her hands felt icy even though she was under covers. Bakugo hadn't moved. He stood staring to the side with his hands in his pockets. "You can sit down if you want." Wren mumbled, the tea cup pressed to her lips. He said nothing but plopped down on the desk chair.

Wren finished her tea and yawned. Tucking herself under the covers. She laid on her side facing Bakugo. "Heyyyy." Wren called but Bakugo didn't look at her. "Bakugo." She whined. She pouted when he still didn't look at her. "Katsuki." He looked at her this time. Wren reached out to him. He looked at her hand unsure of what she wanted. "Do you want more tea?" His voice sounded softer than usual. He stood reaching for the tea cup. "No dummy, gimme your hand." Wren grabbed his hand and pulled it to her face. Resting her cheek on his hand she closed her eyes. "Thank you for being here for me."