Hiro Hamada x Reader ("You, Me, and the World")

The Sight

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        Sounds of the clinking of forks and spoons against plates vibrated through the room as peaceful silence passed. The room had a warm aura, the aroma of breakfast food wafting through the kitchen. "Life is good." You concluded, finishing your food. Hiro wordlessly finished his, as you both stood up, and walked to the sink to wash your dishes (like good little teenagers). Your side and Hiro's were pressed up together, there wasn't very much elbow room for the both of you to wash your dishes. Hiro lightly nudged you and got your attention. He just cheekily smiled and stuck his tongue at you, before turning his attention back to the plate. 'It isn't okay to like someone after 20 minutes... Is it okay to like someone after a few days though?' You smiled to yourself. 'Maybe. Just maybe.'  "Thanks for the awesome breakfast, dad and Cass!" You saluted, smiling, before heading upstairs back to your room. 

        "Hiro, I gotta take a shower, so... Be right back." You said to a mind-absent Hiro who was laughing away at a video from KawaiiDesuPonies666 (IT'S BAAACK). "Ah, okay!" He strongly said, probably to overpower the noise he was hearing from his headphones. Y'know, headphones look very good on Hiro. Think about it. You undressed, and stepped into the shower, after bringing in all the necessary clothes you were going to change into. Including your shoes. You wanted to start bringing your shoes in to start a cool habit.

        Whatever, anyway... You got fully dressed, pulling on the socks as a last step. You stepped out to see Hiro ready to take his shower. "Shower is all yours." You said, lightly pushing him in. All he did was smile. You slid over to Hiro's spinny chair smack-dab in front of his computer to watch whatever he was watching. 'Oh, KawaiiDesuPonies666...' You smiled because there was no way someone could actually over react as much as that Facetunneler did. Eh, you decided to watch it anyway, while waiting for Hiro.

        Later on in the video, the Facetunneler screamed. "EEEEEEEEEE I'M GOING TO THROW MY FREAKIN' SHOES AT THIS SCREEN, SCREW YOU CAT MARIO! EEEE-" You paused the video. 'Shoes... Shoes. I forgot my shoes.' You facepalmed. 'Of freaking course. I should just go get them now.' You had been watching the video for quite a bit, and you didn't hear the shower running, so you assumed Hiro was out of the shower doing whatever. You walked into the bathroom, opening the door.

        "AHHHH! (Y/N)! GET OUT!" Well, he was out of the shower. You were right about THAT. Doing whatever? Sure. You were completely right, actually. Just add the... Unclothed factor. Hiro was... Uh, naked. He grabbed the nearest article of clothing and tried his best to cover himself. Blushes were on both of your faces. Who was redder? It was super hard to decide. Startled, and embarrassed, you scrambled to get out of there. You tripped on the wet floor (with socks on?), and hit the ground with a painful 'THUD'. "(Y/N)! Are you okay?" Hiro approached you, and you turned around, a shirtless Hiro looming over you with an offering hand. "AIIIYEEE!" You yelled, trying to get up, but your head bonked with his, and you were back on the floor. "AHHBUAH!"  Hiro yelled, backing up, letting you leave. After that fiasco, you were finally out, and you jumped into your bed. (Like Superman! :'D)

        Your heart was beating fast. "The Sight." You echoed. The image was clear in your head still. "Nopenopenope." You droned, a poker face (like Cryaotic's sup guy poker face, anyone get me?), pulling out some spare parts from the nightstand next to your bed. Easily you made a little hovering robot bee. "I'll name you..." You started, before grabbing it in your hands. "Aw, I don't want to dissasemble you.." The little robot bee buzzed in your hands. "I wanna keep you!" You grinned, releasing the bee, letting it hover around the room aimlessly. You noticed Hiro was in the room that whole time, fully clothed this time. You and him made eye contact, still keeping poker faces. 

        "BAAHAHAHHAHA!" The both of you bursted out laughing. "This... This never happened! Ahahah!" Hiro panted, sitting on your bed next to you. "Sure thing, doofus." You pushed him off the bed, and he landed with an effortless sounding 'plop'. "We should go downstairs. Maybe the gang is here." Hiro recommended, offering his hand. You just gave him a high five as he chuckled at your misunderstanding. 'Next time...' He thought, watching you speedily glide down the stairs. He chased after you.

        "Aw, they aren't here." You pointed out. "Durr. And water is wet." He said, nudging you. 'We're making a lot of physical contact. Would this mean..? No, he's just being friendly.' A frown layed upon your lips before Hiro looked back to you after observing all the tables, then a smile graced your lips as you turned to look at him. "Oh well. Let's go see my dad!" This time you grabbed Hiro's hand, not giving him a choice (maybe because he would've said yes either way?), and rushed to- "...Where is dad, anyway?" Hiro snorted. "Cass told me he's in the guest room. Follow me."

        Hiro was right, your dad WAS in the guest room! Guest rooms are for guests... Your dad had a guest, however. He had brown, neatly trimmed hair, and an attractive face.

        Hiro gasped. "Ashi? What're you doing talking to (Y/N)'s dad?"

        CLIFFHANGER CLIFFHANGER PERSONA PERSONA PERSONA SOCIAL LINK SOCIAL LINK- wait what? Anyway, wow. The Sight! I just blessed your eyelids. Or cursed them. It depends on your view on life, hah. Hiro's question is probably yours. Why is Ashi in your house? And out of with all people, your DAD?! Find out in the next chapter! When it's there... Like I said, I loveeeee comments. Especially the funny ones, they give me chapter ideas. I already got a few in mind for the next chappy. Alright, with lots of love,

        Ciao! -Critique-A-La-Mode