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“No. That’s not going to happen.”
“Yes, yes it is.” Wasabi retorted back to the younger boy in the car seat next to him, “The rest of the crew is already there, and you have been avoiding us for almost a month.”
Hiro’s face turn a soft shade of pink, looking out the window, “I’ve been busy, alright?”
“”Busy with that kid?” A small chuckle came from the larger man, making Hiro only flush deeper.
Wasabi didn’t know half of it. Tadashi had been over to Hiro’s house more than he’s been at the cafe, and that was saying something. Sometimes he would even forget to do his homework with the small boy distracting him with all sorts of things, and some things that should not be named.
He sighed, “Yes, with Ta-Da-Shi.” Saying the name proudly, he crossed his arms, causing an eyeroll from the other.
“Alright, with Tadashi,” He tapped his fingers on the wheel, turning up a steep hill, “But is he more of a friend than us?”
Hiro thought for a moment, causing Wasabi to blush slightly, “A-Are you actually considering it?! Not cool, dude!”
Now it was Hiro’s turn to laugh, finally reaching their destination. A sushi bar, one of Hiro’s favorite places. Sending a glare towards Wasabi, he put his hands up in defeat before leaving the car, the younger following suit. He traced behind the large man until they reached inside, peeking out from the side to see their group of friends at a table.
“Hiiiirrro!” Honey called, waving her hand excitedly in the air.
Hiro waved back weakly, his hand barely raised over his shoulder. The defeated movement was barely seen when Wasabi pushed the boy along playfully, a small surprised yelp came from him and gave the larger male a glare. He was only returned with a heart-felt laugh and more pushing until they were at the table and seated themselves.
Gogo leaned back in her chair, “Hey, Hiro, long time no see.”
“It’s barely been a month,” Hiro defended, again his arms crossed in a childish pout.
“Long time. No see.” She only repeated, popping her gum before removing it from her mouth, pressing it to the corner of her drink and then sipping her soda.
Hiro rolled his eyes, leaning on his arms and looking around the table. The conversation lead onto just school things, projects and all, it was dull and he hardly noticed the food coming and going for them.
It was a half n’ hour in before his phone started to ring, his friends conversations slightly pausing before he waved his hand, singling them to keep going as he got up and moved from the table towards the bathroom. He looked down at the caller ID. It showed a picture of Aunt Cass with him, smiling as they had Mochi between their heads; a small smile then found it’s way to his face again. Clicking the answer button, he raised it to his ear and leaned against the wall, sighing happily.
“Hello Miss.Cass,” He started with a slight twang in his throat, a giggle threatening, “This is Hiro service, how may I assist?”
A small giggle emerged from the other side, causing the smile to rise on his cheeks. He relaxed, hearing some ruffling before the woman spoke, “Hello, yes, can I rent a Hiro for the night? Someone needs to run to a friends house and help with moving, and will not be home until the next day.”
“Hmmm..” He thought for a moment, looking towards his friends, “..Alright. Yeah, a Hiro is free. He will be at your house within an hour, is that alright?”
“Yes!” Cass cheered, the small sound of her clothes rustling as she pumped her fist into the air, “That’d be perfect, I can pack some things. Oh thank you dear, I wish I could hug you now.”
Hiro chuckled, “You can hug me when I get there.”
Another sound of victory came from Cass before sighing, “Thank you so much Hiro, I’ll talk to you when you get here.” Cass left with a smooching sound before hanging up, causing the boy to blush and stare at the screen for a moment.
He smiled, wandering back to his friends in a small daze. He played with the straw lazily as he let the world mumble around him..
“Hiro!”
A snap to realization hit him, making him look around confused, “W-What?”
Fred was talking this time, a pout on his lips as he leaned forward, “I was talking to you about the new comic I got! You weren’t listening, were you?”
Hiro sighed, “I’m sorry, Fred, I just have to get back soon. I’m watching Tadashi for his Aunt, she’s going out to help someone.”
A shared groan went among the group of friends, causing Hiro to squirm in his seat and furrow his brows. He breathed a moment, before standing up, “Wasabi, please can you give me a ride?”
Even though Wasabi shared the same groan just seconds before, he nodded still, looking up at Hiro. It took him a few moments before he stood, a faint smile on his lips as he waved towards their group and ushered him out of the restaurant. He knew the other probably wanted to stay, but he also knew they’d be meeting up again soon anyway.There is also always tomorrow.
In the car, they sat in silence for the first few minutes before Hiro spoke up, “It’s just baby sitting, y'know, it’s not like I’ll be gone forever.”
“We know,” Wasabi answered, still staring at the road and turning up a street, “It just feels like it’s been forever.”
The silence was brought between them again. Wasabi was like Hiro’s own big brother, he looked over him ever since he came to this place. At first, he was all too worried that the small scrawny kid was going to break by the flick of his finger, until Hiro can now almost look down on him. It pleased and disappointed the young genius that as he grew, Wasabi treated him more mature with the years.
His thoughts were diminished by Wasabi clearing his throat, pointing towards the cafe with his thumb. Hiro blushed, thanking the other lamely before getting out of the car. Watching his friend pull away, he sighed and looked at the cafe. The lights were dimmed slightly, but he could still see the silhouette of a short woman running around; most likely cleaning. Another small one joined her, seeming to look out the window.
The door swung open suddenly, a small boy being seen, “Hiro!” Tadashi called, waving his arm lazily.
Hiro raised his eyebrows, jogging over to the entrance of the cafe. The smile that was on his cheeks strained a little, his eyebrows knitting together as he could see the boy more clearly. Tadashi looked tired.. Had he not been sleeping?
“Hey Hiro,” Tadashi spoke softly, looking up at the other with a creased smile, leaning on the door with his arms crossed.
Hiro slowed until he was in front of the door, looking at Tadashi a few seconds longer and opening his mouth before he was stopped by Cass.
“Hiro!” She chimed, grabbing his arm, “Thank you again, I really need to head out. It’s an hour drive, and I wanna get there before it’s dark.”
“Oh-- It’s really no problem, Cass, I’m more than happy to be here.” Hiro smiled, glancing at Tadashi as they all piled into the cafe.
Aunt Cass picked up a small suitcase, a smile on her face, “I’m so happy to hear that. Tadashi is more than glad to have you here.” She passed by the younger boy as she spoke, ruffling Tadashi’s hair as she reached the door, “I’ll be seeing you guys later tomorrow! I’ll lock up from outside-- I left money for pizza or something on the table!”
She left the store, locking it from the other side before rushing down to her truck. The boys were both left in the quiet as she drove away from the cafe. Hiro was the first to look at Tadashi, who continued to stare at the window, he seemed to have spaced off.
“So, pizza?” Hiro asked, getting the other’s attention.
Tadashi yawned, shrugging his shoulders, “Later,” He started towards the stairs, “Wanna watch some cartoons?”
Hiro paused again, slipping one bag strap from his shoulder. He nodded at the Tadashi, following the other up the stairs with a small hop in his step. When he entered the house, he felt the warmth wash over him, loving the small scent of Cass’s hot wings still lingering in the air. He left his bag near the door, walking towards the island that separates the kitchen from the living room.
Tadashi was already on the couch by the time Hiro was wandering around, peeking over the top and raising a brow, “What are you doing?”
“Looking,” Hiro mused, looking at Tadashi from over his shoulder before twisting around to the other side, “What are you doing?”
Tadashi hummed in return, laying his head to the side, “I’m watching you over there and not coming to join me on the couch.”
“So bossy,” Hiro teased, leaning on the island one more time as he eyed the other for a moment, “Alright.”
He moved around the counter again, making his way to the couch and hoping over the top, his legs hitting Tadashi’s side and causing the boy to buck over and fall onto Hiro with a small yelp, his hands nearly smacking Hiro’s face.
Laughing, Hiro flipped Tadashi over to face him, “Whoa, nice fall there.”
“It wouldn’t have happen if you learned how to move your long body parts,” Tadashi whined, his legs tangling with Hiro’s.
“I do know how to move my body parts,” Hiro fought back, brushing his bird-nest hair to the side, “You are just in the way of them.”
Another whine escaped Tadashi, laying his chin on the elder’s stomach. Hiro leaned his head back, eyes closing softly as he pressed his fingers through the other’s combed hair, releasing the small knots that wouldn’t remove with a brush.
The silence that settled in their place was soothing this time around, allowing Hiro to finally feel fully settled in the moment. Slowly, the young genius found himself drifting from reality, his hearing drowning out the talking on the tv and the small breathing from Tadashi. His hand slowed until it just fell beside him, finally falling asleep.
--
Hiro woke up to the sound of Tadashi coming back into the house, the small squeaks of his shoes indicating he was wet. The old boy stirred, lifting his body up and stretching, cracking one eye open to see Tadashi at the island, putting a couple pizza's down.
“Mmm..” Hiro coughed, rubbing his eyes, “You got pizza..?”
Tadashi nodded, pulling up a stool and setting himself on it, taking his shoes off, “Yeah, your stomach was rumbling so I thought I would order some for when you woke up..”
Hiro got up, wobbling a bit before he walked over to Tadashi, sitting on his own stool, “You’re wet.”
“Oh,” Tadashi laughed weakly, tossing his shoes to the side, “I just stepped out to get the pizza. You should have seen the poor pizza guy.”
They shared a small smile before Tadashi opened the pizza box, the smell hitting Hiro and making his stomach growl loudly. He blushed, quickly avoiding the tiny embarrassment and grabbing a piece of pizza, stuffing it into his mouth. Not really minding the heat that tensed his tongue, he let the taste overflow the small pain and let out a content sigh through his nose.
Tadashi watched Hiro, taking safer bites and blowing on the hot food, taking his time to finish his first one as Hiro went onto his second, then third--
“You’re like a vacuum.” Tadashi giggled, finishing his piece and grabbing another, “How can you eat so much?”
Hiro shrugged, nibbling at the crust of his pizza, “I just eat, I guess? It’s food. Food is pretty nice.”
Tadashi snorted, “Yeah, it is.” He continued with his second piece of pizza.
Hiro left the conversation at a stand still for a moment, looking at Tadashi as he ate the last bit of crust. Swallowing, he cleared his throat, “So.. What do you wanna do? I haven’t seen you for a couple days and all..”
Tadashi looked up, putting the half of his pizza to the side and slipping off his stool, “Wanna go to my room? I have some of those bot designs that we were updating before.”
Hiro nodded, getting up with Tadashi and following him up the stairs. He’d only seen Tadashi’s room once or twice since they met, but it was always as clean as ever. When he walked into the small attic room, he was welcomed with the same tidy-ness as the first.
The smile edging on his cheeks widened when Tadashi flopped in his chair, pointing at a small chair he left up from the last time Hiro visited his room. Pulling the chair next to the younger one, he sat down and leaned forward, looking over Tadashi’s drawings and little notes that scattered the papers.
“You updated this one,” Hiro commented, pointing at the paper that was labeled ‘Baymax’.
Tadashi quickly pulled that one away, pushing it into a side drawer and smiling, “Yeah-- I updated it a lot. It’s a secret.” A smirk was settled on the younger boy’s face, leaning towards Hiro.
“Oh?” He tooked the challenge, leaning forward himself.
That was a mistake; it caused a blush to spread across Tadashi’s face when their noses touched, making him look away and biting at his bottom lip. He tapped his fingers on the desk, Hiro fixing himself to sit up straight and look away, “I ah--” Hiro began, clearing his throat and swiveling in the chair to turn away, “I didn’t mean to..”
“Hey--” Tadashi began, making Hiro turn back, “You just,” He cleared his throat, “Well, you haven’t looked at me that close since--”
“Yeah,” Hiro stopped him, standing up and moving towards Tadashi’s bed, “We agreed that didn’t happen, remember?”
“Around other’s, yes,” Tadashi muttered, grabbing a pencil and starting to write on a piece of paper.
Hiro sat on the other’s bed, raising an eyebrow, “Around other’s? Why wasn’t I told that?”
“I thought it’d be clear-- You and me both knew it really happen, but other people we know? They don’t know.”
“Tadashi that’s--”
“It’s logical,” Tadashi responded, rather loudly as he rose from his spot, turning to Hiro, “We knew it happen. I mean, heck, we let it happen,” The young boy moved the chair, taking slow, subtle steps towards the other, “I don’t know if it was you or I who insisted it first, but I know I’m not the only one who.. Enjoyed the kiss.”
There was now a tension between the two, as Tadashi was closer, Hiro tried to push away. He felt his face heating up, just like that night, Tadashi looked small. He could tell Tadashi was still tired, his doe eyes looking like a begging dogs. He breathed in quickly, his chest tightening as he fell back on the bed; hearing the boy’s feet move faster than.
Within seconds, Tadashi was atop of Hiro. His hands placed on either side of the elder’s head and his knees locked onto his sides. Both their faces shared the same soft red blush, but Hiro panted, trying to keep himself quiet.
“..You’re quick.” Hiro whispered, glancing down then back up to Tadashi, receiving a quirked brow.
“I’m pretty small, so you’d expect so.” Tadashi answered without a beat, his hands gripping at the bedsheet next to Hiro’s head.
Gulping, Hiro closed his eyes and shuddered, “We can’t do this, Tadashi.”
There was a pause, Hiro holding his breath until his chest was in pain before Tadashi spoke again, “..Why not? I’m not that young--” His voice seemed less confident this time. It pained Hiro to hear him being tore down.
“You’re barely turning 16,” Hiro said, peeking up at Tadashi.
Tadashi had his eyebrows knit together, eyes showing worry and what almost seemed like.. Fear. Hiro frowned, moving his arms from his side and reaching out to the younger boy, “Tadashi..” He took the boys face into his hands, “I’m sorry.”
“No you’re not--” Tadashi pulled on the sheets, leaning forward, “You’re not sorry, because you like me, don’t you? That’s why you kissed me, isn’t it?”
“I can’t--” Hiro sighed, trying to pull his hands away before Tadashi grabbed his wrists, keeping his hands there.
Remaining quiet, they could have been sitting there like that for hours, it felt like hours, but soon Tadashi’s eyes closed and he leaned forward, letting their foreheads touch.
Hiro didn’t make Tadashi move when he finally let go of his wrists, but instead placed his hands on the other’s back, letting his eyes shut as well. He could feel the boys breath against his cheek, turning his head slightly to the side as to avoid more contact.
“You like me,” Tadashi repeated, leaning closer to kiss his cheek.
A shudder ran down Hiro’s spine, “I-I--” He tried to answer, but felt another small kiss against his jaw, “I may-- But I can’t.”
“Why can’t you?” Tadashi whined, pulling back to look into Hiro’s eyes again.
Small tears were at the corner of his eyes, making Hiro want to grab his face again, “Because it’d be illegal-- When you’re 16, I’ll be turning 20, and then I’d be a legal adult and, and so many things would get messed up--”
Tadashi’s next question made Hiro freeze up; having never heard this side of Tadashi. Was he really this desperate, “..What if no one knew?”
He looked at Tadashi, confused clearly spread across his face, “T-Tadashi-- No! That’s not good. Where are you getting this from? Are you watching soap operas again?”
“No-- I just..” Tadashi sighed, rubbing his forehead, “I've liked you for a long time, I..”
Hiro sighed, “We’ve only been talking for about a month, Tadashi.”
“That’s not what I meant.” Tadashi scooted closer, looking down at Hiro, “We’ve know each other for two years, and ever since Aunt Cass started talking about you, and I started seeing you at the window in the morning, with you staying so late at the cafe.. I got embarrassed to talk to you until a month ago. I’ve liked you for years--”
Hiro leaned forward, grabbing Tadashi’s face again and pulled him in close. There was a hesitant moment, letting a small glimpse be shared between them before Tadashi leaned in, pressing their lips together roughly. The younger boy’s lips were messily moving, his arms trying to find a comfortable place to hang onto Hiro, gripping at his arm shakingly.
Hiro moved his hands to Tadashi’s side, steadying him for a moment before pulling the kiss apart and quickly tossing him back onto the bed, “I’m sorry. Just-- Stay here.”
With that, the older boy got up, hustling out of the room and leaving Tadashi in a slight daze on the bed. Hiro shut the door, leaning against it and panting. He fucked up.
Pressing his back against the door, he slowly slid down to the floor where he sat. Breathing heavily, he closed his eyes and shook his head. Why did he have to do that? Why does he keep giving in to him? He’s the adult here, he shouldn’t be doing this to Tadashi.
“Hiro, please come back in.” Tadashi’s voice was slightly muffled, but he pressed on the door, “Can we please just..”
Hiro sighed, slowly standing and opening the door, “Okay. Let’s talk.”