How To Save A Life [Hiro x Reader]

✎ 1- She Knows.

6 Years After Big Hero 6...
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"Come on, let's hit him with all we got!" Hiro yelled to his friends as he flies above the San Fransokyo streets on Baymax. "We can't let lose to a dude wearing a rainbow leotard and ugly sunglasses!"

"As much as I love colour, rainbow does not do The Optic justice," said Honey Lemon while throwing a few balls filled with sodium into a fountain that the villain stood next too.

The fountain blew up immediately after the sodium made contact with water, sending The Optic shrieking and flying right into the arms of Fred.

"Can we not talk about fashion at a time of crisis?" Wasabi scolded.

"Sorry, Wasabi, but what did you say? I can't seem to here you on top of all screaming that leotard man is doing," said Fred.

"OF COURSE HE'S SCREAMING, YOU'RE LITERALLY SPITTING FIRE AT HIM!" Wasabi screamed.

"Oh, my bad."

"Guys," Gogo growled as she zips past on her wheels, "pay attention." She quickly grabbed The Optic's weapon, a staff that shots light that can blind anyone in a 10 metre radius. The woman headed toward a police car to hand them the piece of evidence, but not before deactivating the dangerous weapon.

"FRED, YOU FRYED OFF THE OPTIC'S LEOTARD," a voice shouted in fright. No doubt, it was Wasabi. "HE'S A FREAKING NUDIST NOW!"

"I'll find the man a cover up, I guess," Hiro grumbled. "But then I still have to handcuff him."

"No need, ma man," Fred chirped. "The guy already passed out from embarrassment."

Hiro got off Baymax with a blanket in hand, and trudged toward the unconscious villain, hastily throwing the cover on him, trying not to look anywhere below the belt line.

"He's drooling,' Gogo muttered under her breath as she watched the police carry The Optic away.

"Alright, good job, gang," Hiro praised after the group got together. "No one got hurt?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Okay, great. I'll briefly talk to the police about the situation."

"Already done," Honey Lemon piped up. "I talked to them before you called us in."

"Did you tell them identity of the man?" Wasabi questioned.

"Uh, no?" Honey Lemon said, "the man was cover in soot. The police will have to clean him off to recognize him."

"Well, I actually saw the face of the guy before he was cooked by a certain someone," Wasabi said as he glared at Fred, who merely shrugged.

"Who is he?"

"His name is Pete McDowell," Wasabi informed Hiro. "He's a 36 year old man from New Melbourne. I recognized him as this crazy miner diamond who insisted that rainbows and light could prevent tuberculosis, or some crazy stuff like that. He was on the newspaper the other day."

"Rainbows and light are not known to cure tuberculosis," Baymax blandly stated.

"The fact that he thought rainbows could cure a lung disease is so cringe worthy," Hiro scoffed, scrunching his nose. "I'll inform the police. Thanks Wasabi. Moving on, you guys should stick around a bit, clean up the place. We did a lot of damage this time."

As the rest of Big Hero 6 separated, Hiro went over to the police and repeated exactly what Wasabi told him. After that, he walked over to Baymax, who was tending the injured bystanders, along with a few paramedics. Hiro started a conversation with the head of the paramedics, who told him that there were no casualties [thankfully], and only 29 people were injured, 8 of them blinded.

Hiro relaxed a bit, knowing that no lives were taken. The head, who's name was Yamato, also reassured him that the blinded people were only temperately blinded, since the light from The Optic only was only powerful enough to shock their brain and eyes for a little while. Hiro was about to say something else when the head paramedic turned around after a loud shout rang through the air.

Yamato walked over to the source of the sound with Hiro on his tail. It was a middle-aged man who was bleeding from his head and a female paramedic.

"I don't need you to help me, kid," the man snapped. "Maybe come back in 10 years when you ain't a child."

"Sir, I'm only trying to help," the paramedic softly said. "Let me look at your wound, you are at risk of a concussion." The paramedic fixed her [h/c] hair. She readjusted her face mask before she tried to talk to the man again. "I am trained paramedic, I am fully capable to help you. Now sir, please allow me to look at your injury."

"You're a kid."

"She is one of San Fransokyo Hospital's most promising paramedics," Yamato bluntly interrupted. "She may be young, but she is no less of a paramedic than I am." His voice was full of authority.

The man looked up at Yamato. "I still don't want her to help me."

However, the masked paramedic had her dark brown eyes locked on Hiro, and Hiro was staring right back at her. Her eyes were like cold, dark coffee, and the Big Hero 6 leader felt a slight shiver down his spine. He felt like her eyes were looking right through his soul.

"You wouldn't know that I'm young if had a mask on the entire time," the paramedic muttered under her breath after she broke eye contact with Hiro.

Yamato sighed. "Sir, I will inspect your wound if that fine by you."

The man nodded. Yamato dismissed the mysterious paramedic and told her to supervise the other paramedics. The female robotically nodded before leaving.

Curious, Hiro followed her. 'That guy said that she was too young? How old is she exactly? And does she seem to know everything about me?' Walking a bit faster, he caught up to the girl.

"Hey," he said.

'Real smooth, Hiro,' he thought to himself.

"May I help you?" The paramedic asked after her [h/l] length hair almost whacked him in the face. Her eyes bore into his face again.

"Yes, uh, I mean, no, well, actually, uh, heheheh..." Hiro stuttered badly. The female raised an eyebrow at him.

"Are you hurt?"

"No?"

"Okay then, Mr. Hiro."

Hiro's eyes widened. "Wait, what?"

"Hero? As in H-E-R-O? Don't tell me the leader of San Fransokyo's protection team doesn't know how to spell."

"What, I know how to spell," Hiro retorted as he silently let out a breath of relief. Thank goodness that the paramedic didn't know his identity. Or else, he would be in big trouble.

"Fine, how do you spell 'stop it'?" The paramedic asked, crossing her arms. Hiro quickly spelled it out. The paramedic just laughed.

"What?"

"You said B instead of P. So 'stob it'?"

"I did?" Hiro flushed red and was thankful that his helmet visor blocked his blush.

"Yes. And it's S-T-O-P—"

"I-T, yes, I get it."

Hiro could tell that the paramedic was smirking from under her mask. She turned on her heel and walked away, leaving Hiro stunned, completely forgetting to ask her the questions that he had planned in the first place.

The girl walked away, but not before hearing her name coming out of Gogo's mouth and waving to her.

Her name reached Hiro's ears and he was struck with realization.

Lois [y/n] Choi.

He knows her.

And she knows him.

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:)

Sorry if characters are OOC, hehehe.