Random Da-iCE Headcanons/ Drabbles

Sleepy Head (Hayate)

"Ah... another long rehearsal..." Hayate sighed and plopped down on the couch beside you. "Sometimes I wish I just worked in the office like you."

You chuckled a bit and looked over at him, "no you would not. I know you Hayate, you would hate it."

"But at least you don't have to dance for hours at a time... over and over again... the same song over and over..." He whined and sighed out a bit.

"Dancing is what you love, you can't whine about that. At least you've found your passion in life." With a sigh you leaned back on the couch and tried to keep your focus on the tv show.

"You're still young. You'll find what makes you tick eventually." He assured with a lazy smile.

You frowned a bit and shrugged, "That's easy to say when you've found it early." Your tone was harsher than you intended. "It's difficult, I'm going to this job day after day, and I hate every second of it. And don't you say that I should leave. If I leave then where will my money come from?" You sighed a bit and shook your head, "just... Never mind. I'm sorry."

A warm hand took your own so gently, you had to look down to be sure you felt what you felt. "It's alright." His warm voice said. His head fell gently on shoulder. "You don't need to figure it all out. Everyone rushes too quickly to find what they want in life, they often don't see what they have right now."

"Well I know that but I-"

"No you don't." He said simply, shushing you. "You always seem to think that, just because I've known what I wanted to do since I was little, that life was easier. My job comes with many tough times. I had to go from high school right to my job at Avex for a while. It was stressful, I had to be a successful student as well as a dancer. Expectations were high for me. I had a younger brother to be there for, parents to satisfy, teachers to listen to and a demanding job.

"Don't think I'm not thankful for any of this, I feel blessed to be able to do what I do. But... It's not always easy. Sometimes I wonder if this is the right thing, when I get old, what will I do?" He sighed and shook his head a bit. "Sorry for rambling on, it's just-"

"No. Keep going." You spoke up and cleared your throat a bit, "you never talk about this. So it's okay."

He hesitated for a long moment before nodding softly and letting out a sigh. "I wonder if I'm ever good enough. I want to be the best I can be... But it's hard to be a good dancer, a good brother, a good friend, a good role model.. There are days when I just want to be... I want to just have a life like you."

You blinked for a moment, "like me? Why? My job is boring, I don't have a lot of friends, I'm not as attractive as you, everyone loves you. Why be like me?"

"Why be like you? You're remarkable! Just being in the same room as you makes me want to smile, your voice is enough to make my muscles relax and your hair..." He paused for a moment to let out a content sigh. "You're perfect. Well not perfect... Because nobody is. But right now, you're close enough to perfect for me."

Your heart clenched at his words. "I... Hayate, that's so sweet... I don't know what to say...," you stuttered out. "Th-thank you." You paused for a moment and frowned at his silence. "Hayate?"

His grip on your hand loosened somewhat and a quiet snore escaped his lips. You smiled down at him and put your head on his. You let out a small yawn yourself and your eyes became heavy.

"Goodnight sleepy head."