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Hitoshi looked at the fluffy green haired boy beside him a worried look on his face. “Are you sure I should be doing this?” He asked with a frown. “Of course.” Izuku answered back. “He’s your father, they’ll let you in.” “What about you?” He asked. “I’ll just wait outside,” Izuku gave his hand a comforting squeeze “he’ll be ok.” ***Hitoshi nocked on the hospital door and stepped inside the room with a smile, he was about to see his dad. “I’m glad you’re alright.” He wiped a tear away from his eye. “You scared me dad.”“I’m sorry I scared you.” Came his fathers reply, “but it couldn’t be helped.” He watched as Recovery Girl left the room, tears in his eyes. “I know.” He cried back. “I just-“He wiped his eyes clear of the tears, embarrassed that he was crying.“It’s alright now son,” his father reached up with his free hand and touched his face, “just let it out.”“I’m sorry.” Came Hitoshi’s reply. “It’s ok. You’re allowed to cry, you’re allowed to be worried.” He felt his father pull a loose strand of hair from his eyes. “It doesn’t make you any less of a hero.”