Too Hazy
He couldn’t believe he was late. He had made everything possible so he wouldn’t be late, but Fred just had to insist on him having at least one drink. That one drink turned into another, and luckily, only half of a third before Hiro caught the time from his watch.
Running into the school, his head danced along with his feet as he tried to descend from the stairs that lead their way to the gym. Pressing through some very unimpressed and bored teenagers who were probably dragged here by their parents to see a younger or older sibling graduate--
“Tadashi Hamada.”
The name rang through Hiro’s ears, shuffling as he reached the slightly open gymnasium door. Tadashi was rushing up to the stage, a smile pressed to his face and his cheeks burning red. A small cheer was heard throughout the crowd, Aunt Cass most likely. He waved at her, the grin only growing as his teacher now stood in front of him, a smile edged on the old mans face before holding his diploma out.
Tadashi took the diploma into his hand, taking a moment to stare down at the paper in his hands. He squeezed it tightly before looking out along the crowd, raising his arm into the air and laughing. Clapping was shared among the people, echoing throughout the large gym as Tadashi hopped along the stage, his eyes practically shining. Hiro couldn’t help but feel.. Loving.
--
Hiro paced outside the school, walking mindlessly around a tree as students piled out, cheering with their friends and family, throwing their caps to the wind and catching them once again.
“Hiro!” Tadashi called as he raced from the door, Aunt Cass right on his trail.
He grinned, catching Tadashi in his arms and swinging him around. There was a flash, both boys looking over towards Cass whose smile was even brighter than her nephews. She pulled the camera from her face, squealing excitedly before joining the others in their embrace.
She smiled and kissed Tadashi’s cheek as he was set down, “Oh my high-school graduate, I’m so proud of you.” Again, she laid not one, but two more loving kisses on either of the boy’s cheeks, “So so soooo proud! You worked so hard, oh gosh I could hardly stay seated while I watched--”
“Thanks, Aunt Cass!” Tadashi interrupted, laughing as he released his face from her death grip, but held onto her hands tightly, “..Really. Thanks.”
Cass’ smile softened, her eyes growing tired as she glanced from Tadashi to Hiro, “I should be going to get dinner ready, huh? Hot wings on me!” She stood, but only for a moment before engulfing Tadashi in another hug, “Last one..” As she pulled away, another photo was snapped, “Bonus last one.” With that, she was off towards her truck, waving at the two boys.
Hiro couldn’t help but laugh as Tadashi blinked his eyes in confusement, feeling his face before rubbing his eyes and huffing. He looked back at the other, both sharing a smile before Hiro allowed Tadashi back into his arms, rubbing his back and sighing.
“You looked really great up there.” Hiro finally spoke, causing Tadashi to peek from underneath his cap.
Tadashi smiled, “Why thank you,” He mused, tipping his cap, “I am pretty dashing, aren’t I?”
He smirked, crossing his arms, “Dashing? Maybe. Looking like a complete bonehead,” Hiro cocked an eyebrow, his grin becoming deadly, “Spot on.”
Tadashi pouted, worming his arms around Hiro’s neck and pressing onto his tip-toes, “Alright, I’m not gonna argue with you on that, only because you look nice in that suit you're wearing.”
Hiro blinked, looking down at himself to see that, yes, he was indeed wearing a suit. Did he really run in a damn suit? “Well, I had to look nice for your graduation.” He said, pressing his hands to the other’s hips
A smirk crept onto the younger boy’s face, pressing his palm to the back of Hiro’s neck, “Talking about graduation,” He hummed, closing his eyes, “Where’s my congratulatory kiss from you?”
Hiro’s face turned a soft shade of red, taking one of his hands and placing his thumb against Tadashi’s chin. He paused, looking over the boys face as he held his breath. It’s been on and off like this; this loving and close relationship. If this was a relationship, neither of the boys addressed it, or expressed it as such. They’ve stolen kissed in the background, held hands under tables, and pressed their bodies in what seemed like cuddling (but it was more Hiro hanging onto Tadashi while the boy had his arms and legs sprawled on whatever they fell onto).
Now, though, Tadashi was asking for a kiss. A kiss in public, and part of Hiro felt ready, but the other part was scared.
He gulped, letting his own eyes flutter shut before leaning forward, pressing their foreheads together and he could practically feel the brightness of Tadashi’s smile.
“Hey, Hamada!” A voice brought the boys apart, Tadashi looking around before he shrunk back into Hiro, “Haaaamada.”
“Ignore them.” Tadashi stated quickly, his eyebrows knitted together and hid hold on Hiro’s suit coat tight.
Hiro looked around, seemingly confused until he spotted a few boys above Tadashi’s age snickering. One of the boys, tall and blonde, wave innocently towards them, a crooked smile set on his lips. Hiro only glared, wrapping his arms around Tadashi and pulling him against his chest.
“Are they your friends?” Hiro deadpanned, giving the boy a small snarl. When Tadashi gave no answer Hiro scoffed, rolling his eyes, “Heeeey blondie.”
Tadashi quickly put his hands onto Hiro’s chest, grabbing at his shirt, “D-don’t--” But was cut off as Hiro stuffed the boys face closer to his him, holding Tadashi tightly and huffing rather loudly when the other man only gave him a side glance.
“Oh, not so big when you have a guy that's finally able to take you down, huh? How about yo--” Hiro was suddenly stopped short as Tadashi wiggled from him, pushing back and taking a deep breath.
Tadashi coughed a few times, covering his nose and glancing up at Hiro, “G-God, Hiro!” He wheezed, shaking his head, “You smell horrible! It’s so-- Putrid--”
Hiro stayed silent as he saw Tadashi sniff a couple more times, slowly, it started to dawn on him. He gulped, pulling at the already loose tie around his neck, “Hiro..”
Their gaze met, Tadashi now glaring at the other man, “Have you been..?”
--
Hiro trudged up the sidewalk with Tadashi, pushing his motorcycle along side of them. He spared a glance at Tadashi, who still held his angry-pout. His eyebrows knotted together, arms crossed, hand clutching tightly on his cap (his old baseball hat having replacing it), and his gown slightly dragging at his sides.
“Tadashi..” Hiro started, “I’m not even drunk! Barely buzzed, if most..”
Tadashi didn’t respond, he just kept looking forward and twisted his fingers deeper into the fabric of his cap. Hiro cleared his throat, “Tadashi.. ‘Dashi, c’mon. I hate it when you’re all pouty, talk to meeee..”
“Why did you do it?” Tadashi asked, not even giving the other a second glance as they stopped near the Lucky Cat’s alley way.
Hiro froze, looking at the boy with a confused expression, “Do… What?” He blinked.
That got Tadashi to look at him, a fire in his eyes. Hiro jumped, of course happy to get his attention now but, it wasn’t the attention he had exactly hoped for. He gulped, now having to avoid his own gaze from the boy and shrugging.
“I had graduation tonight, and you decided to go out drink--” Tadashi held up a finger as Hiro was about to protest, “You drank about three drinks, that counts as ‘going out drinking’.”
Hiro sighed, pushing his bike past Tadashi and into the alley way, little feet pattering behind him, “I said I was sorry. I’m not drunk, so it shouldn’t count as drinking. I’m fully sober, and you made me push my bike for nothing.”
Tadashi had stopped in his tracks a few feet back, glaring at the ground now. Hiro paused, pressing his bike up to the side of the garage they had now come to share. He turned to the boy, worry washing over his features as he got closer to the other, touching his shoulder. Tadashi jumped at the contact, lifting his arm and smacking Hiro’s hand away.
“Just go out and drink!” Tadashi yelled, turning away from Hiro and out the alley way, “And find somewhere else to stash your bike for the night!”
Hiro stood there, blinking at where Tadashi had stood, “But.. I..” He gulped again, rubbing at the back of his neck nervously before turning to his bike and grabbing it by the handles. Maybe Fred was still out..
--
“Mm.. Ddddaaashi..” Hiro called as he knocked on the boys window, a small whine escaping him, “Come open the wiiiinnndooow..”
There was a pause before small shifting of blankets, the creak of a bed and small pitter-patters of little feet across the floor. Hiro smiled weakly as Tadashi came up to the window, rubbing his eyes and yawning. He flicked it open, which Hiro took as an invite inside. Pulling open the window, the man somehow squeezed into the room without falling onto his face, but he wished he had, because seeing a small pissed off boy in front of him was more of a punch to the face.
Hiro swallowed a ball that gathered into his throat, “H-hey..”
Tadashi rolled his eyes, “I’ll get you a blanket and pillow,” He waved his hand weakly towards the other, walking back to his bed.
Hiro stared for a moment before getting up and following the other as quietly as he could, grabbing Tadashi’s shoulders and pushing him down onto the bed with a giggle. Tadashi squealed, trying to writhe out of Hiro’s hold but only managed to have the elder fall on top of him with a small thump.
“You’re so heavy..” Tadashi groaned, Hiro only letting up enough for him to roll on his back, “What’d you want?”
Hiro smiled weakly, reaching up and running his fingers through the smaller ones hair, “ ‘Dunno.. Just wanted to see you.”
Tadashi sighed, reaching his hand up and intertwining their fingers before pulling Hiro’s hand down to his chest, “You are so plastered, oh my god.”
A laugh rumbled from Hiro’s throat, leaning forward and hiding his face in the other’s neck and shuttering, “No, noooo..” He protested playfully, laying a small kiss to the crook of Tadashi’s neck, “ ‘M perfectly fine. Just a little sleepy.. But now that you’re in my arms, ‘m alright.”
“Hiro get off--” Tadashi wiggled again, letting go of Hiro’s hand and pushing on the older male’s shoulders.
Hiro pouted, pressing against the other’s pushing before falling to his elbows, facing Tadashi again and pressing their lips together.
He continued the small kiss, softly moving his fingers to Tadashi’s hips, taking them into his hands. Hiro gently caressed his thumbs across the narrow bones, and Tadashi let out soft whimper against Hiro’s lips, not yet used to the movements that he was retrieving.
Slowly, Hiro massaged his hands up, lifting Tadashi’s shirt and exposing his abdomen. Tadashi’s body stiffened at first, moving his hands to grab at Hiro’s wrists in a feeble attempt to keep him at bay. To his surprise, Hiro responded immediately even in his drowsy state as he looked down at the boy, tilting his head in confusement.
Tadashi stared up at Hiro, carefully letting go of the other’s wrists. He reached up as the older boy put his hands at Tadashi’s sides, taking Hiro’s face in his own hands and kissing him softly. Dragging his tongue along the college man’s bottom lip, he was granted access into him mouth with a small gasp.
Tadashi took the chance and drug his tongue against the roof of Hiro’s mouth before pushing closer, letting his tongue roam through the other’s mouth, getting a taste of him. Hiro squirmed, signaling Tadashi for a breathe, and the younger gave way and fell back against the bed, panting softly as he kept his gaze up at Hiro.
Gulping back a small ‘sorry’, Tadashi put his arms over his eyes to hide his embarrassment that was crawling over his cheeks. The inventor stared at Tadashi, still surprised, before he leaned over the other, stealing another kiss from him.
“You smell like beer and regret,” Tadashi mumbled against the other’s lips, his tone now becoming lighter, “Plus, I think I taste a faint strawberry.”
Hiro pulled back, his nose scrunched up at the boy’s grinning face, “.. There was strawberry cookies..”
“You took strawberry cookies. From a bar.” Tadashi deadpanned, looking straight into the college man’s face, and when he got a small nod of shame, he couldn’t help but laugh, “Oh my god, I’m going to tell Aunt Cass about this--”
Hiro covered Tadashi’s mouth, shaking his head, “Nnnnoo.. No no.. Aunt.. Can’t know..” He mumbled, a yawn fighting in his voice, “.. Ma.. d..”
Tadashi smiled, and seemed to look more relieved as he took the other’s head to his chest, running his fingers lazily through Hiro’s hair, “Shh, sleep is nice, y’know?”
Hiro sighed, closing his eyes, taking a hold of Tadashi's shirt as he curled up to the warmth of the other.
“I noticed something,” Tadashi mumbled into the air, getting a soft grunt in response, he continued, “You love to use my window, huh? You’ve done it a few times to get my attention, kind of like a Romeo and Juliet thing..”
Hiro started to bend from reality to darkness as the boy rambled on, his fingers kneading against his scalp in a soothing manner. He tried to stay away for Tadashi, but sleep fought him hard, “Hiro?” again, the other just gave a soft grunt, “We should sit on the roof sometime, since you can get up there already; I think..”
By then, a snore erupted from the older man, signaling Tadashi that he should shut up. He smiled at the sleeping male next to him, his fingers carefully lacing themselves into the small knots in Hiro’s hair and releasing them.
After a while, when he felt that Hiro was in a deep enough sleep, he took his hand away from the other’s head and laid back into the bed with a sigh. Tadashi stared at the other as sleepiness started to tug at his eyes lids. Softly, he pressed his lips to the other’s forehead, brushing his hair back before he finally shut his eyes.
--
Tadashi woke up to a thud, quickly sitting up and looking around the room in distress. His eyes landed on Hiro who lay on the ground with a pained expression.
“What are you doing?” Tadashi asked groggily, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and whining, “It’s too early for this..”
“I know,” Hiro responded in a monotone voice, getting up and popping his back, “That’s why I was trying to be quiet but.. It didn’t work. I was just gonna use the bathroom and leave.”
Tadashi produced a pout on his lips playfully, grabbing at the blanket on him, “With no good bye kiss?”
Hiro froze for a moment, staring at the boy before sighing, “Your funeral. I have horrible morning breath.”
“I know.” Tadashi smiled as Hiro made his way over, sitting on the edge and giving a soft peck to the boy’s lips.
They held the small kiss for a few minutes before Aunt Cass was heard moving beneath them, calling up the stairs, “Tadashi! Breakfast will be done soon!”
Tadashi pulled back, a giggle escaping his mouth as he saw a nervous look pass onto Hiro’s face, “Go on, before Cass comes up.”
Hiro paused, looking at Tadashi with a worried look before standing up and going to the window, wincing slightly at the light before clicking it open and sitting on the edge. He waited again, looking back at Tadashi with those damn doe eyes--
“I didn’t.. Do anything dumb, did I?”
The boy blinked a few times, then got up from the bed and made his way to Hiro, “No, you idiot. I would have said something if you did..”
Tadashi took Hiro’s face into his hands, bringing him down for another kiss. The moment was cut short as they heard Cass start up the stairs. He quickly started to push the older boy out the window, his face heating up with embarrassment.
“Come meet me on the roof in a few days, we’ll have fun,” Tadashi said, smiling at Hiro, “I love you.”
Realization dawned on them both, but before Hiro could respond, Tadashi slammed the window shut and swung the curtains close, running back to his bed and tangling himself into the sheets.
That left Hiro slowly sliding down the side of the house, his head still in a daze of a hangover. He played the words over and over again as he walked down the street to his house, I love you.
Once getting into his house, he softly shut the door behind him, his eyes looking into the dark room before him while he leaned into the wooden surface, allowing himself to slide onto the floor with a small thump. Hiro felt his face flush a dark red, forcing himself to hide it in his hands with a small sigh.
He peeked through his fingers, looking at his feet before whispering, “I love you too..”