Acting is fake......right?(Actor!Hiro x Actor!Reader x Actor!Tadashi)

Chap. 5

  Geez I'm sorry you guys....I've been a total jerk leaving you guys hanging with a 4 chapter story....you guys can hate me for the rest of your lives...I'm just really sorry....I'm not putting up any excuses cause I'm SUCH A BIG JERK! *sigh* Anyway...here's the chapter you've been waiting for! For about....almost....half...a year.....I'm gonna go die in a hole now...

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Hiro slowly felt himself wake up, smelling bacon and eggs. He slowly sat up and yawned, stretching his arms over his head. He sat there listening to the silence and...humming?
Hiro looked behind him and looked back to see (Y/n)'s sleeping bag deserted. He got up and then slowly made his way into the small RV kitchen, poking his head through the entrance.
(Y/n) was in the kitchen as (f/c) headphones were blaring music into her ears, a (f/c) apron tied around her waist. Her hips swayed side to side and her body was dancing in some sort of way.
Her (l/h) (h/c) bounced as she danced. She hummed at first and then she sang to herself softly.

 (audio sponsered ((and inspired)) by 

...I can do it slow now, tell me what you want
Baby put your phone down, you should turn it off
Cause tonight is going down, tell your boys is going down...

She stopped singing her face pink from blushing and kept humming the sung to herself. Hiro smiled to himself and then snuck up on her from behind. His hands went out to her waist and then snaked around it, hugging her from behind.
"Caught myself a chef!" He smiled.
(Y/n), who had been totally unaware that Hiro had been there the whole time, jumped in surprise as her headphones fell off her head. Her cheeks blazed into a bright cherry color.
"H-Hiro!" She shrieked. Not too loud, but loud enough to yell at Hiro. "H-how long have you been here?"
Hiro nuzzled his face into her neck, taking in her smell.
"Oh not long," He mumbled into her neck. "You have some nice dance moves by the way."
(Y/n)'s face grew into a Pomegranate color, her body stiffening and then relaxing.
"Y-you really think I'm that good?" She muttered, clutching the spatula in her hand.
Hiro looked up at her and smiled his toothy grin.
"Sure. If you put your mind to it."
The (h/c) girl stared at the raven head and then giggled. She turned back to the frying pan with eggs and bacon in it.
"Alright then." She said. "Aunt Cass says we'll be arriving in New York soon, so I recommend getting everyone up soon."
Hiro growled into (Y/n)'s shoulder and then propped his chin up and took a good look at her face. Her slender features had made every part of her personality even more attracting than it was already.
'Wait-WHAT ARE YOU THINKING HIRO?!' Hiro's face flushed a bright red and then roughly buried his head into her shoulder once more, catching (Y/n)'s attention.
"Hiro?" She said, looking over her shoulder. "Is something wrong?"
Hiro, unconsciously, looked up into her (e/c) orbs and then slowly leaned in. (Y/n)'s cheeks turned a soft pink, captured in the moment.
"Hiro...?" She whispered. She could feel Hiro's warm breath on her lips as he closed in.
"Hiro?! Are you up?!"
The pair jumped in surprise and quickly realized what they were about to do. They parted about 3 feet back, both of their cheeks ablaze. Hiro let go of (Y/n)'s waist and shuffled into the make-shift living room, where Aunt Cass stood collecting Hiro's and (Y/n)'s deserted sleeping bags.
"Oh! So are up!" She smiled. "Is (Y/n) up? I can smell food from a mile away...or even more!" She giggled. She looked up to see Hiro's red face. "Hey, is something wrong? Are you coming down with a fever?"
Hiro snapped out of his daze and then waved his hands and arms in defense.
"WH-what?! N-n-no! I-I'm fine!" He stammered.
"R-r-right..." Aunt Cass hummed herself along as everyone else woke up. "Morning everyone!"
Honeylemon rubbed her eyes sleepily, along with Fred and Tadashi.
"Morning Aunt Cass, Hiro..." She yawned.
"H-hey..." Hiro mumbled.
He then quickly shuffled to the small bathroom that sat in the corner of the RV.
"Bathroom..." He said, then slammed the door behind him.
"Whoa..." Gogo said, making everyone jump.
"WH-what the-?!" Fred pointed to her and then looked at everyone, swapping glances from Honey and Tadashi to Gogo's icy stare. "How did-?"
"Does it matter?" Gogo snapped.
Honeylemon giggled.
"Well, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." She smiled, getting up out of her sleeping bag.
Gogo rolled her eyes and made her way into the kitchen, Tadashi following.
"Hey (Y/n)," Gogo grumbled.
"H-hey..." (Y/n) replied, her face still red.
Tadashi's mind wondered onto Hiro shuffling and (Y/n)'s red face. They didn't....did they? The aroma of burning eggs caught his attention and he tapped the (h/c)nettes shoulder, pointing at the stove. She jumped and looked over to Tadashi and then back at the stove. She seemed dazed as she stared blankly at the smoking eggs
"...The eggs burning." He smiled, chuckling.
"...uh," The statement slowly processed through (Y/n)'s head. "...OH! Aaahh...s-sorry!"
She began to scramble the eggs in a heated manner, her face began to burn her cheeks. Why in the world did Hiro have to wake up and to that to her?! He could have just-! She began to cut the eggs with her spatula and grip the handle to the frying pan. Tadashi stared at the frustrated girl then began to laugh loudly, catching (Y/n) off guard.
"Wha-? Tadashi?"
Everyone else poked their head through the doorway or sneak a glance at the laughing teen in curiosity. Hiro heard Tadashi laughing from inside the bathroom and started to walk out when he remembered (Y/n), running back into the bathroom. His face was an alarming red and his heart felt like it was going to fall out of his chest. Why was he feeling this way? Was it because of (Y/n)?
He shook his head furiously. It isn't like that! Is it? Hiro glared at the sink and then turned on the faucet, splashing his face with water. He wiped the water from his face with a nearby towel and stared at the white fuzzy fabric, lost in thought.
What if Tadashi liked (Y/n) and she liked him back? No...he wouldn't let that happen. Hiro rubbed the last of the water off of his face and placed the towel back on the rack. He faced the closed door and took a deep breath. No matter what happens, Hiro would never deny that he was in love with (Y/n).