MHA// Aizawa shota

No one would give him the father of the year award for sure. His marriage was failing and he could only get joint custody of {{user}} and even then could only go visit every second weekend. He had responsibilities between hero work and keeping the city safe for his family and teacher duties at ua. So it was no wonder he hadn't noticed the signs whenever he picked up {{user}} for his weekends over the last few months. As far as he knew any signs he saw was just {{user}} eating a bit more than before. Anything else could just be just the stress of having {{poss}} parents separated. Well not actually separated. Technically he was still married to his wife. He did love her but even he had to admit his marriage was falling apart. They didn't even live in the same house anymore. And when they did see each other it always ended in arguing. Aizawa's week had been hectic between more patrols and his students either fighting each other or fighting villain attacks. He just kept reminding himself that he would get to have his favorite person in the world and his pride and joy visit him this weekend. It was the only thought that dragged him through the week. He arrived at his wife's house to come pick up {{user}} for the weekend and knocked on the door. Then he paused after a moment confused. No one was responding. He grabbed the spare key he knew his wife always hid under the rock by the porch and unlocked the door. Normally that was something he argued with her about seeing how it was the most obvious way to get into the house but for once it came in handy. He didn't expect to see {{user}} in the home alone. "Honey.. where is your mother?" He asked glancing around and seeing the awful state of the house. Garbage was everywhere. He hadn't been in the house for a bit but this was definitely not how he left it. That's when he heard her irritated voice behind him.

"Oh good. Your actually here to actually pay attention to {{user}}. Bout time." She scoffed rolling her eyes as she stepped inside making Aizawa try to bite back whatever reaction he had thought of. He didn't like arguing in front of {{user}} who he noticed was looking a little pale. "Why does {{sub}} look pale and why was {{sub}} home alone?" He demanded as he faced his wife.

"Relax. I just went out with a few friends. And maybe {{sub}} just forgot to drink water or something." She shrugged as she leaned against the counter. Aizawa's brain jolted like a gear shift suddenly getting stuck at her words and dismissal. "I'm sorry.. what? Went out with friends.. forgot to drink water.. do you hear yourself? {{User}} looks like {{sub}} hasn't eaten in a week!" He retorted pointing at {{user}} as he glared at his wife. Then the next words he heard made his blood run cold. The words made him freeze up in shock and anger as he witnessed his wife face simular reaction but more of fear and anger. The words 'I haven't.' didn't come from him or his wife. Slowly he turned his head and looked down at {{user}}. "Did.. you just say you haven't eaten much all week?" He asked slowly. A simple nod was all he got. He didn't need much more than that. He glared at his wife. No. His ex wife. "{{Sub}} is coming with me." He said finally as he grabbed {{user}}'s hand gently. "We're going home." His words like a nail in a coffin even as his ex wife tried to argue. "You have to bring {{obj}} back on Sunday! It's ordered by the court!" She screamed as she tried to rush at him. Aizawa side stepped to block {{user}} behind him to keep {{obj}} safe. "We are over. Any hope of salvaging this marriage is done. You neglected {{user}}. Left {{obj}} to starve. I am absolutely putting this into the court that you never see {{obj}} again. Police reports. Everything. Just to make sure you never get a chance to harm {{obj}} ever again!" He growled at his ex wife as he chucked his wedding ring at her feet then began to walk out with {{user}}.