Hiro sulked down the road stopping in front of Y/N's apartment. He couldn't go in, he felt if he did he would ruin her more.
"Excuse me," a man passed Hiro and went into the building he followed in. He had to make this right, he had to get back the women he loves. Hiro took the stairs to the eighth floor he walked down the narrow hallways until he faced apt # 46. He took a long deep breath.
"Here goes nothing," he knocked on her door twice, not loud but not soft. At Hiro's surprise a man answered. He looked around 27. This had to be the wrong apartment however Y/N stood behind the man. Hiro's heart dropped.
"Dillion I got this you can go home," Y/N but on a brave face.
"Are you sure? I can stay,"
"I'm sure thank you," Y/N sent Dillion off as Hiro stood there, shocked. Who was this man and why was he here with her? He should be holding her, not this stranger. "What do you want?" Y/N growled.
"You," Hiro answered simply. He was done hiding secrets,he was done lieing, he was done living without the girl he loved.
"Hiro that love I had for you is gone so just go home," Y/N began to close the door but Hiro stopped it with his foot.
"Not until I make things right between us,"
"You already tried Hiro and failed, it's over, whatever we had between us, it's done, it's in the past, our friendship or whatever you called it is now finished,"
"It doesn't has to be,"
"Yes, yes it does,
"Who was he?"
"What?"
"That guy who was he?" Hiro stalked.
"My cousin, what are you doing? Why do you care HIro, you're married,"
"I won't be not for much longer,"
"Hiro I don't understand,"
"You will," the words stay on the tip on his tounge. Before Y/N can regect or slam the door Hiro presses his lips against hers. Suddenly all is still and all is perfect. Like a snowglobe. Their lips move as if they were made for eachother. Y/N relaxes and Hiro holds her closely.
"Do you understand?" Hiro pulls away just enough to ask her.
"I do, I understand,"

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