Tadashi x Reader OneShots

Tadashi x Reader: Words (OneShot!)

Always in a rush,
Didn't stay on the phone long enough,
Why am I so self important?
Said that I'd see you soon.
But that was, oh, maybe a year ago.
Didn't know time was of the essence.

I stood planted to the damp earth, lost in my own thoughts, as rain fell lightly on my umbrella. My legs trembled in the cold air as I gazed near the roots of the towering willow tree in front of me. My willow tree... our willow tree... Its vines blew gently in the wind, like the fluid motion of waves in the sea. The bark stood firm against the cold, offering me a mental warmth, but only carving a hole in my chest with the sharp blade of loneliness.


So many questions,
But I'm talking to myself.
I know that you can't hear me anymore.
So much to tell you,
But most of all goodbye.
But I know that you can't hear me anymore.

Memories of Tadashi flooded into my head; the first time we met, when he mistook me for his cousin, resulting into a long conversation at the cafe; our first date, when he took me to the GreenDay concert; and most of all, our first kiss. Right here, under this willow tree, only one year ago. My eyes began to burn from holding back the tears, but Hiro would be here soon. I had to keep my cool.


It's so loud, inside my head.
With words that I should've said.
As I drown in my regrets,
I can't take back the words I never said.
I never said...
I can't take back the words I never said.

The week old headstone poked out of the freshly turned dirt. It seemed to throw me to the ground and crush my chest, over and over, not stopping when all my sense was gone. The words on the rock screamed in my head as I read them, bringing up all the misery, guilt and sorrow I had been trying to push away on the way here - TADASHI HAMADA, A BROTHER, SON, AND PARTNER. I let out a small whimper and let my lips tremble; I knew I wouldn't be able to hold it in much longer.


Always talking shit,
Took your advice and did the opposite,
Just being young and stupid.
I haven't been all that you could've hoped for,
But if you'd held on a little longer,
You'd have had more reasons to be proud.

I knelt beside the burning incense and wilting flowers, letting the tears spill over my cheeks and hit the ground. Baymax was right: Tadashi is here. In the ground. Dead, never coming back, never pressing his warm lips to mine again. Now they were cold, probably frozen. I would never see his chocolate brown eyes again, piercing into my soul, with wonder and love swimming through his irides. They were forever shut, until mother nature would eat them away and claim them for herself, putting them in her trophy case full of things she could tear away from my life. She had won first place with taking Tadashi; she'd gotten the best prize.


So many questions,
But I'm talking to myself.
I know that you can't hear me anymore.
So much to tell you,
But most of all goodbye.
But I know that you can't hear me anymore.

I let it out. My voice broke loudly in a cry, rattling the hole inside my chest. I couldn't look at it - I couldn't face the fact that he was gone from my life. It seemed as if the ladder I was climbing snapped, and I was falling into abyss. It was so... empty.


It's so loud, inside my head
With words that I should've said.
As I drown in my regrets,
I can't take back the words...

I remembered the last time I had seen Tadashi in his beautiful, living body. Two weeks ago, right before the fire. We were under this willow tree. I was standing in the very spot I had been at the time. His words were still as clear as light.

"You know I love you." he had said.

"You tell me that every day," I answered, "but I love you too."

He gently took my hands in his, staring deep into my eyes. "But I still feel as if we don't completely belong to each other yet. There's still a connection we have to make."

"Tadashi, I'm all yours. I'll never leave you." I laughed. "Not even for Andy Biersack." He laughed with me.

"Well I'm glad there's no more competition with him. " we laughed again.

He smiled at me. Then, to my surprise, he carefully pulled a ring out of his pocked, and slipped it onto my finger. I gasped. It glistened in the sun, both gold and crystal, but that's not what made my heart stop.

"Since you'll never leave me anyways, will you be mine?" he knelt down on one knee. "Forever?"

I couldn't hold back the tears from my face. He looked so perfect in that moment, so amazing, I never knew how I was the one to end up with him. What had blessed me to deserve him?

I knelt down next to him. "Only if you promise to stay with me forever."

He hugged me tight, wiping the tears from my face. "I promise. I'll never leave your side."


The longer I stand here, the longer the silence.
I know that you're gone but sometimes I swear I hear
Your voice when the wind blows, so I talk to the shadows
Hoping you might be listening 'cus I want you to know.

Remembering that day made the tears flow faster. I clutched the fresh dirt in my hands, wishing that this was all a dream. I would wake up next to him, on the day of our wedding, anticipating the moment where I would be pronounced as his. But instead, I lost him. Like a child losing their mother. I swear, half of me was buried in there with him. I gripped the ring on my finger, twisting it back and forth. I didn't have the strength to let him go.


It's so loud, inside my head
With words that I should've said
And as I drown in my regrets,
I can't take back the words I never said.
I never said.
I can't take back the words I never said.

With my other free hand, I grasped his ring tightly. I smiled "Thank you for making me happy, for making me feel love. You're still here, with me." I patted the ring, telling him that even though his body was not next to me, his soul was forever planted in my heart.


Always in a rush,
Never stay on the phone long enough.
Why am I so self important?

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Hiro stood under his umbrella, watching you weep over the headstone. He only ever knew you as a sister-like-friend, but now that you two were alone, you had to work together through Tadashi's passing. He was all you had of your deceased fiance, and you were all he had of his deceased brother.