reclusedesper· / SERIZAWA & MOB.
oh. he had absolutely not idea what he was doing. always second guessing , always doubting himself , he did not belong here , he belonged back in his room where he couldn’t hurt anyone , he doesn’t know what he was thinking taking a job where he had to talk to clients. Everything was new now , and there were good days ( like yesterday when he was able to do all the tasks that Reigen had given him , able to give insight about how they could fix their current clients problem ) He was even praised , he did good. But today , today , today – today was not a good day. A subtle jab at the back of his head that he wasn’t getting better , that he was just going to destroy everything around him , he was nervous , there was no doubt.
He didn’t even know what set him off. Perhaps it was that sudden flashback to when he was in his room. As his hands hold the now broken controller trying to figure out what he was going to do about it. Mob was going to be angry , maybe he would even stop talking to him. That’s what friends did right? They could stop being your friend just like that due to the smallest of mistakes. When Mob would make his way to the office , everything would be floating around the older man , like a psychic tornado that really meant no harm , this wasn’t a means of defending himself, this was a means of his sadness and fear formed into a different sort of power.
Knees are drawn up to his chest and Serizawa tries his damn hardest to make him look small.
He broke it , he didn’t belong here , it was just as the president said.
Tears are in his eyes and his expression is almost unable to be penetrated when he hears the door open ,
it was a ‘ normal ‘ day at school, per say - mob stayed some time after to train with the body improvement club , still dedicated and set into growing into a new and better person, to inspire himself but also his friends , like serizawa . mob related alot to the older man, the fears of him was once his own - so long ago but also not even recently ago. taking steps down the road , only a few minutes away from the office - mob suddenly felt in weird and unease of psychic energy and knew it was his friend, without even thinking about it.
his steps rushed slightly , to cause no alarm, and entered the office to see the office objects floating all around and serizawa on the floor, knees to his chest and the broken controller in front of him. the teen was able to put it all together and walked over to him, gently and taking his time to sit infront of the other, sitting with his legs criss-cross before speaking, in his usual soft and gentle voice.
‘ i am not mad, not at all. ‘ he could already tell what he was worried, scared about just from his abilities and how the two of them already connected well before this. ‘ it was a mistake and we all make mistakes. it helps us grow, learn and become better as people. ‘ mob picked up the broken controller and easily used his powerful psychic powers to put it back in one piece, a small mark remaining where it was broken at but it was still useable.
