Todoroki family, Shoto's Twin Y/n, angst
Please excuse the Enji apologist in me.
The media and crowd clamoring outside the central hospital was what woke you. You groan and struggle to push yourself up but your body wouldn't cooperate. One of your classmates' familiar face came into view but your blood was still muddled with anesthetic that it took you a second to put a name to the face.
"Mina." You mumble and realize how hoarse your voice is. She sobs and hugs you tight. "I'm so glad you're finally awake! Kirishima just went outside to alert the nurses, how are you feeling? Can I get you anything?"
"H-how is everyone? My brother? Izuku? Bakugo?" Your eyes start to water as you recall how bad the situation was before losing consciousness. "Oh my god, Sensei? And my Dad? Is he-? Where's my dad??" You force yourself up and rip the nasal cannula from your face which Mina tries desperately to put back on your face.
"Y/n, please, the doctor said your airways are badly burnt from fighting Touya or Dabi-" Mina shakes her head. "Whoever the hell that asshole is!"
"Mina, where's my dad?" You ask again breathlessly, grabbing her wrist to get her to focus. Fear engulfs you as you recall watching your father, Endeavor, fall after fighting Gigantomachia and never getting up since. "Please, tell me he's okay." You demand, voice trembling.
"We hadn't heard any update yet. All we know is that Todoroki, Bakugo, Aizawa sensei and Gran Torino-san are already awake as well. B-but Midoriya and Endeavor-san still aren't.." Mina grabs hold of your hand. "Right now, you have got to focus on getting yourself better first. So lay back down, please!" She tries to help you back on the bed but you thrash in her arms.
"I have to see my dad, and I will, one way or another. So either you help me to his room or stand aside, Mina." Your friend held your glare for a second, sighing exasperatedly. She comes around eventually and decides to help you out of the bed and across the hall.
An apology and soft thank you slip past your lips as she opens the door for you. Mina nods and eyes you worriedly, placing a hand on your cheek before you enter the room. "I'll wait for you out here. And let the nurses know so they don't report you as missing or something." She rolls her eyes and sighs when you hug her. "Thanks." You say again and offer her an apologetic smile.
You slide the door open as quietly as you can in fear of disturbing your father, something you inherently adapted growing up. But then you see him lying on the bed already awake. His eyes bore at the ceiling, completely lost in his own head.
You sigh in relief upon seeing him conscious and all bandaged up instead of the state you last saw him in. You had half the mind to leave the room to let him rest but then he starts talking. At first, you thought he was speaking to you but soon you realize he was talking to himself. And your heart breaks at the things he says.
"Even if I survive this.. the hero, Endeavor, has died." He takes a deep shaky breath and you see tears glide down his temple.
"Dad," you whimper. "Don't say that."
He turns to look at you with a tearful gaze and it felt so strange seeing him so vulnerable. "Y/n.. what are you doing here?" He sniffles. "Get back to your room and rest." Enji sees the injuries you've obtained, mostly burns from fighting your brother and he could not help the sob that rises in his chest. This is the last thing he wants, to see you, his youngest, his precious little girl all bruised, burnt and broken. And he didn't, couldn't, do anything about it during the battle. He stood frozen while you and your twin brother did all the fighting.
You limped your way to him and crawled to his side. "Don't say things like that, please." You sob, voice breaking as you hug him as tight as you could. The thought of losing your father scares you shitless. He may have been terrible to your siblings but never towards you. To you, he was always gentle and caring. It may have been mostly due to the fact that you have the same quirk as Shoto which was all he wanted for his ideal offspring, plus the fact that you understood and wanted his goals too. To be great, to surpass the best. Surpass All Might. Something your siblings never fully understood and only saw as greed. And maybe it was that and you're just born wired a lot more like your father.
Through the past years, you see his efforts to reach out more and your heart breaks whenever your brothers shut him out. You scold your twin whenever he doesn't answer your father's calls, and try to use your Natsuo-nii's love for you to get him to come to family dinners. You know how bad he has been as a parent and you do not fault your siblings for their resentment but you also can not find it you to hate your father the way that they do. Not when he's nothing but good to you. A little strict maybe, but otherwise, someone who wanted nothing but the best for you. So the thought of losing him, of him dying or losing his faith in himself and giving up had you sobbing and hugging him tight.
Enji looks down at you and feels guilt even more. His jaw clenched as he rubs your back in comfort. Enji's lips then graze on the top of your head as he shushes your cries.
"To this day, I wonder how you never find it in you to despise me." He shakes his head. Enji knows just how bad he's fucked up the whole family thing, knows how horrible of a father he has been. Yet you and Fuyumi still decide to stick out for him, help your brothers acknowledge him and his efforts to atone.
"I'm sorry." He murmurs. "I'm so sorry. Everything that's happened. It's all my fault."
"Yes, it is all your fault! And Touya-nii, w-we lost him too! Not just you!" You glare up at him. "So don't go saying things like y-you've died! Like you are giving up! Because you still have to make this right!" Your lower lip trembles as you gasp for air in between sobs. "Isn't that what you promised me and Yumi-nee??" Enji's brows twitch, your reminder feeling like a punch in the gut. "It's not over yet, Dad! We haven't lost the fight completely."
Your heart almost broke when you realized there wasn't a trace of the usual fierceness in your father's eyes. Only defeat. Only regret and guilt. Enji shakes his head, tears falling past his eyes as he says, "I cannot fight your brother, Y/n.. I cannot fight my own son."
The door then slides open again and as you both turn to look, your siblings stood in the hall. Fuyumi looks deeply concerned, your Natsuo-nii looks more pissed than usual and Shoto, well, the moment he sees your father in tears, he instinctively shuts the door again. Because like you, he's not used to seeing your dad like this. Broken. Weak.
You nearly jump out of your skin as your dad cries out your brother's name. The door slides open again and you see Fuyumi hold Shoto by his shirt to keep him from escaping. "Dad, Y/n-" she smiles sadly. "It's good to finally see you two again."
"Nee-san" you got up to hug her. Fuyumi holds your face delicately and smiles. "I'm so glad you're okay."
"What are you crying about?" Natsuo glares at Enji, making you look up at him and place a restraining hand on his chest. "Natsu-nii.." you pleaded with your eyes and his glare softened when he saw you and the state you're in. He reaches to wipe your tears, grazing the bandage on your cheek. "Look at you." He clicks his tongue. "Did the doctor say you're fine to get up and walk around?" He asks, eyeing the burns on your arms.
Enji watches all four of you in sorrow. Despite his bad parenting, Natsuo deeply cares for his siblings, Fuyumi never lost faith about repairing this hell of a family, Shoto remains kind and serves as the very hope he needs and you.. you were the unwavering love and forgiveness that thaws Natsuo's heart that turned cold over the years.
"Sorry.. I'm so sorry." Enji blurts out. "I was too late. My regret.. now my guilt." He clutches at his chest, struggling to breathe. "My heart.."
You crane your neck to see past Natsuo and almost trip over your own feet as you run to hug her. "Mom!" You whimper against her shoulder. She smoothes your hair back and holds you tight.
"Regret and guilt? You think you're the only one who feels that way?" She asks your dad, still holding you protectively in her arms. "We feel it much more than you do."
"Rei? What are you doing here?" He looks obviously strucked, seeing his wife's beautiful face for the first time in years. His shame and guilt kept him from visiting her, the best he could do was send her flowers.
Despite knowing you're as strong and powerful as Shoto, Rei pulls you behind her just as she had when you were younger. Your heart breaks for your dad but some comfort washes over you at the sadly familiar gesture. "I came to talk." Your mother says, her grip on your forearm subconsciously tightening. "About our family and Touya."
The talk was hard to go through. Listening to your parents and older siblings admit their faults can not be as healing as it is heartbreaking. Because why only now? When the damage has been done and had already festered? When you and Shoto already bore much of the responsibility despite being the youngest in the family? When it has already resulted in losing one of your siblings?
You hardly remember your brother Touya, he mostly resented you and Shoto for being able to train with your father. Vague memories of his piercing envious glares and his dismissive attitude towards you and Shoto were all you can recall.
And Dabi, well, he only ever tried to kill you in all those times you crossed paths with him. He even kidnapped the boy you are in love with. Your last encounter with him being smothered alongside Shoto in his fiery embrace, calling you 'masterpieces' and maniacally dreaming of cremating you both before your father's eyes.
He may have been your brother, but he's long gone. Far gone for you all to reach out to and save. And your father.. may not be able to fight him but you and Shoto had come to an understanding.
"If it comes to it.. we may have to kill him, Y/n." Your brother says, eyes far away as you both stare at the mass of angry civilians and reporters outside the hospital. You nod soundlessly, hands balling into fists. It may have been a twin thing but without looking, Shoto knew how you're on the verge of tears.
You feel him reach for your hand and a sigh of relief escapes you as he laces his fingers with yours. A gesture he always does whenever you get scared or sad. He does this for long as you can remember, probably even when you're both still in your mother's womb.
"I wish there could be another way." You whisper, brows furrowing at the thought of fighting Touya again.
"Me too." Shoto says monotonously, sadness flickering in his eyes for a second. "But this is the only way to save him from himself.
"And save Dad." You add. Shoto rolls his eyes at you and when you scowl at him, he scoffs.
"Fine. And the old man too, I guess." He sighs.
