Hiro x reader one shots

Just a little bit of your heart

I can't even think straight

But I can tell

That you were just with her

And I'll still be a fool

I'm a fool for you

Just a little bit of your heart

Hands closed tightly in her lap Y/N starred blankly at her front door. Any minute Hiro would walk through, any second. The door creaked and there stood Hiro. His tall masculan body looked like an angel from the sunlight coming in.

Y/N shot up and ran over to her beloved. She hugged him tightly and breathed in a deep breath. She smelt sweet perfume. Perfume of which wasn't hers.

"Hiro you-" Y/N stoppd herself. She couldn't say anything. She couldn't chase the best thing she had away from her.

"I what?" Hiro pulled away and smiled happily.

"You look great," Y/N covered up with a happy grin.

"Thank you sweetheart, as do you, as always," Hiro pecked Y/N quickly before going off into the kitchen. Y/N stayed behind and went up stairs. She couldn't think straight, her heart felt heavy and broken inside of her.

Inside her bedroom she closed the door and collasped onto her bed. Tears quickly found their way down her cheeks.

"He loves me right?" she asked herself.

"He can't be with someone else can he?" but Y/N knew too well he was. Hiro wasn't a normal guy. He was brillant beyond messure, handsomer than any. He was one of a kind. Y/N stood up and checked herself in the mirror. She felt vulnerable and insecure, she was pained and bruised inside. However she couldn't let go of Hiro. She was a fool, a fool for him. With little courage and confidence Y/N went back down stairs to find Hiro watching tv intently.

"Hi babe," he opend his arms wide for Y/N to be embraced and she stepped into them willingly. "Are you ok it looks like you were crying?" Hiro questioned.

"No, I'm ok," Y/N fibed. But in reality she was suffering she just wanted a little bit of Hiro's heart, a small piece to help her survive.