Hiro X Villian! Reader

Sick

Hiro's Pov
'Tch, I'll teach you to mess with me.' Biting my lip in order to consume my laughter as to not give it away, in 2 seconds flat, I managed to rip a piece of duct tape large enough and stuck it over her mouth.
Her eyes shoot open in shock and surprise as I laugh my butt off. I guess you could say I am quite literally Rolling On the Floor Laughing. Really, on my back rolling side-to-side with one hand clutching my stomach while the other runs through my messy hair.
Y/n's dagger like stare burns a hole through my head but at the moment, I don't care. Her expression was priceless!

Little do I know, that Y/n is planning some revenge until I feel the familiar stickiness and slight taste of duct tape touch on my tongue and lips.

Your Pov
Smirking I think, 'I'll get him back for this.' Carefully peeling the duct tape off me, bringing up my knees to my chest, I roll onto my feet in a crouching position; only to lean forward so I land on my hands and knees.
Hiro had his eyes shut, so I took advantage of the opportunity by hurridely placing it on him, sticky side down.
This time, his eyes shoot wide open as I stare down smirking.

Back to Hiro's Pov
My face immediately grew warm realizing that, in a way, we just shared an indirect kiss.

Y/n stood up, offering a hand to help me up. "C'mon, get up nerd."

Rolling my eyes, I grip her soft, yet calloused hand. With just one yank she pulls me to my feet.

Y/n's beautiful smile unexpectedly fades while her e/c eyes take on sort-of a lost look, losing some of their shine. "...hey uhm... so Hiro?"
"Yeah?"
"What am I doing in your bedroom and how did I get here?"
I narrow my eyes a bit, unsure whether she was joking or not. "What do you mean? You don't remember?"
"Not exactly...well actually no, nothing."
"Well you were hit on the head pretty badly," I reasoned, scratching my head.
"I was!?" She exclaims, more shock than questions.

Y/n reaches up and touches her bandaged wrapped head. She flinches in pain, "Ouch!"
"Are you okay?" I ask her, gently extending my hand toward the bandaged area.

Before my hand even brushed the silky surface a, "I was alerted to the sound of distress. Y/n, how are you feeling?" Stops me.
Since we weren't really thinking, Baymax coming out of nowhere made both of us jump.

"O-oh I'm fine B-baymax," Y/n stuttered out, holding her heart in attempt to calm it.
"Scan complete. Y/n your head is still battered and bruised. You'll need to stay under my care in case you develop a concussion. I'll contact your grandmother about your condition." A picture of her grandmother appears on his chest with little dot circles in a circle lighting up one at a time. A second later, it all disappears, "Contact complete. Now, on a scale of 1 to 10, how would you rate your pain?" The faces of happiness slowly turning sad with the numbers under each face appeared on his belly.
She grunts, "Mrph... man it's really starting to hurt now... uh 7... no 9...mrph 10," as she begins to fall forward.
"Y/n!" I yell, catching her in my arms.
Y/n groans, "T-To-ny..? I-Is that... you?" She winces, jolting in sheer pain.

My heart skips a beat and my spirits dampen in saddness. Why did she think I was him?

"No. Y/n its me, Hiro! Your best friend since forever? Remember?" My voice cracks.
"H-h-iro.....? I....I.. s-see.... stars.." her voice grows weak and faint; Y/n passes out in my arms literally right after.
Suddenly red lights go off from Baymax, "Alert! Alert! Poison detected. Hiro lay her down immediately."
"Poison! She's poisoned!!" Scooping her up in my arms, I run to my bed, setting her down.
Baymax hurriedly waddles over, holding out a syringe. Where he got it, I have no idea.

Watching silently in fear, panic envelopes me as I watch her face grow pale again, her breathing slowing.
"Baymax-" Barely escapes my lips.