BH6 Boys x Reader Fics

Lovely as You (Hiro)

Reader helps Hiro look for a missing part for his next robotics project (older!Hiro) 

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You huffed in annoyance as you closed yet another box filled with tools. Hanging your head with your eyes closed, you collected yourself from bursting into a frustrated rage. Yet, you could feel that you were losing your temper. "It's not in here either, Hiro," you announced to your boyfriend. He was working on a new robotics project and needed a specific item to use to build the next part. You and him had been searching through toolboxes and drawers for the last hour to find it, but there was no luck so far.

"Have you checked in that box, (Y/N)?" He asked, pointing towards a box near his desk.

You rolled your eyes in return. "Yeah, about twenty minutes ago." Standing up, you examined the lab which was now a complete disaster. There was barely any walking space with all the tools and blueprints everywhere. "Maybe we should get this place straightened up a bit."

"No!" He immediately exclaimed. "No, we have to find them! I know I brought them in this lab a couple days ago! They can't just walk off by themselves, you know!"

Carefully walking around the mess on the floor, you made your way closer to Hiro. "I know that. Maybe you could ask Wasabi if he has some. Or you could buy some more."

Hiro deeply frowned at both your suggestions. Running a hand through his hair, he scoffed at the thought of either options. "Really, (Y/N)?" He began; anger clearly building up inside him. "Why would Wasabi have any adapter joints? And do you know how much one of them would cost? They're expensive! I don't exactly have the money to buy robotics parts every time I lose something!"

You took a deep breath after Hiro finished speaking. You knew he was becoming extremely impatient and yelling back wouldn't solve anything. "Okay, maybe I could buy one for you," you offered.

Again, Hiro shook his head in dismay of that idea. "No way. I appreciate the offer, but–"

"Hiro, please," you interrupted. "I know you want to find it, but we've looked all over your lab. I have no problem paying to get you a new one."

"(Y/N), you don't have to do this! Honestly, I know it's somewhere in here. And if I'm wrong, I might have just left it at home. Besides, if you get one for me, I don't know when I'll be able to pay you back."

As Hiro continued to pace around the small space he had for his feet to walk around freely, you placed a hand on his shoulder. Sighing, he looked over at your pleading, (e/c) eyes. "It's okay, really. If you find the adapter joint afterwards, at least you have an extra." Out of habit, you placed a quick kiss on his cheek. You caught a quick glance of Hiro grinning; his frustration beginning to melt away. "And you don't have to pay me back either," you stated as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "At least not with money anyway."

Hiro smirked, catching on to what you meant by that. "Is that so?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. Well, how about I start paying you back early?"

With that, Hiro pressed his forehead to yours, smiling contently before puckering his lips. Capturing your lips in his own caused you to smile as the kiss deepened. A smile of his own surfaced, earning quiet giggles out of you.

The kisses eventually ended, yet you stayed in each other's arms. Both of you had completely forgotten about what you were looking for and the mess surrounding you.

"Oh (Y/N)," Hiro began as he gazed into your eyes. "I don't think anyone could ever be as lovely as you."

Your heart skipped a beat. The sudden compliment brought a smile to your now pink shaded face. "H-Hiro," you stuttered. "Where is this coming from?"

He shrugged and brought his arms around you to hold you closer. "I've always felt this way about you," he admitted. "You always go out of your way to help me and you offer to help all the time. And when I get stressed, you understand. You don't fight back....you just seem to know what to say. I love you so much."

You jumped into Hiro's embrace, hugging onto him ever so tightly. "I love you too, Hiro. Trust me, I really don't know if what I say is right or not most of the time. I try to help you because you do the same for me."

The eighteen-year-old squeezed your hand lovingly. "Thank you, sweetheart."

"Of course. Now why don't I go out and buy you that adapter joint? And you...well you should probably get this mess cleaned up." 

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Aaaa! This is so cute!! I know it's short, but it was a small writing prompt where I had to include the sentence,   "I don't think anyone could ever be as lovely as you."  And I like how it turned out! Hope you enjoyed it!