Hiro Hamada x Reader One Shots [ D I S C O N T I N U E D ]

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So this one shot is a spin-off of the last one (Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown On A Bad Bet) and takes place two years after your death, so just add two to whatever age you chose to be in HSiCoaBB. ç:
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Sometimes I get the feeling
She's watching over me
And other times I feel like I should go
When through it all, the rise and fall,
The bodies in the streets
And when you're gone we want you all to know

We'll carry on, we'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone, believe me
Your memory will carry on, we'll carry on
And in my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it
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[Hiro]

Two years. Two long, horrible years without her. I haven't been able to focus on anything. I don't even wear any color anymore, just black really. I don't even know why. But hey, it compliments my hair, which had gotten about two inches longer (but I got an inch taken off). God, I'm a mess.

My phone suddenly vibrates, flashing Honey Lemon's contact. I answer the call with hesitation. "Hey, Hiro!" Honey says cheerily through the speaker.

"Hey," I reply, no enthusiasm whatsoever. I have a feeling I know what she's gonna tell me.

"There's a new girl who just moved here, and she's your age!" Bingo. "Her name is Quinn, and she's gonna be going to SFIT with us!" Three words: I. Don't. Care.

"And that's my problem because?"

"She's very pretty, Hiro, and she's really nice. You have to let (Y/N) go. It's been two years. She would want you to move on," Honey tries.

"Don't you think I've tried? I just can't, okay? It's complicated."

Honey sighs on the other end. "Just think about it?"

I scoff at her words. "Whatever." I hang up and place my phone on my desk, then I sit down on my bed. Maybe I should just do what (Y/N) did? It would be worth it, I'd be with her again. It would be better than walking around as if I'm in the black parade or whatever, right? Who cares about bright futures, living life to the fullest, growing old, it's all so cliché.

Distracting me from my thoughts, I see a bright flicker coming from the window. Curious, I open the blinds.
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[You]

I have been waiting outside his window for quite some time now, but to my surprise he opens the blinds. I see his eyes widen at the sight of my bright, ghost-like figure, and he opens the window entirely. He peeks his head out, but stays silent.

"Hello, Hiro," I greet him, showing a soft smile, "Long time, no see."

"I must be having some crazy hallucination, you're supposed to be dead," he says, more to himself than me.

"I am dead, but that doesn't mean I can't come down here and keep an eye on you. I just got my wings last month, so I can come down here whenever I want." An awkward silence takes over for a few moments. Is he glad that I'm here? Or is he mad that I never told him about what was going on, that I shut him out? I shut everyone out.

"I would squeeze you to death right now, but seeing that you're a ghost, I'll probably go right through you and fall out of this window to my inevitable death." He laughs a little, as do I.

To test his hypothesis, I stick out my pointer finger and poke his cheek. To my luck, it's just as if I were alive, and knowing this, I wrap my arms around his neck. This shocks him at first but he relaxes and returns the hug. "I regret not telling you. Maybe I wouldn't have done what I did if I had told you. I'm sorry."

"Don't be."

I break away from the hug. "How can I not be sorry. Look at you, all decked out in black, all depressed," I let out a sigh, "I'm debating about talking to the big man, but he probably won't be able to change anything." A beeping sound suddenly erupts from the tracker bracelet I have to wear, signaling that I have to go back.

"What's that?" Hiro asks. I only give him a sympathetic look.

"I have to go now." I pause, not wanting to fall apart. "I'll be back, I promise." Without hesitation, I place a hand on his pale cheek and plant a delicate kiss on his on lips. I turn to fly away, but he grabs my wrist.

"Tell Tadashi that I said hi," is all he says while sporting a smile for the first time in two years.
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Was this a sad ending, a happy ending, or in between? I don't know.
Did that suck? It probably did. x]