~Various One-Shots~

(A) Goodnight, My Love - Hiro x M!Reader [BH6]

KEY:

(M/n) = Male Name

(H/c) = Hair Color

(L/f/c) = Least Favorite Color

(F/c) = Favorite Color

"Hurry up, (M/n)! We don't have all night!" Hiro groaned, glaring at said boy. The (h/c)ette whipped his head around to counter the glare, "I have to work to look this flawless, bot boy. Don't. Rush. Me."

Hiro threw up his hands in defeat and stormed toward him. He knocked the comb out of his hand and dragged (M/n) out of the room. "W-Wait! HIRO! As your boyfriend, I demand you to let me go this instant, so I can finish getting ready!"

Without turning around, Hiro growled, "NO! You look fine, babe! There's no need to be extra!". (M/n) narrowed his eyes, "So, I'm supposed to go bot-fighting in my towel? Great idea, Hiro."

"First of all, you're not the one that's going to be bot-fighting, and, second of all, you're not only in a-"

Well, shit. (M/n) was indeed just in a towel, completely exposing his chest and legs.

"I stand corrected." (M/n) rolled his eyes and yanked his arm away. "Al...Alright. I'll give you 10 minutes to put something on, but that's it! Then I'll leave without you."

"Yeah, yeah, I hear you, Hamada. Just wait for me, okay? I need to be there to make sure you don't do something stupid again." (M/n) hurried upstairs before Aunt Cass could walk up and see him partially naked.

Hiro thought about his bad decision-making when it came to bot-fighting...

"Yeah, I'll wait."

~~~

"You ready, (M/n)!?" Hiro shouted up up the stairs, receiving a "Yeah!" in response, to his relief.

A few seconds later, his boyfriend walked down fully dressed to Hiro's relief. How the clothing made (M/n) look caused him to blush at how hot he looked. Although, he wouldn't mind him still being in a towel.

"Let's g-" "Where are you boys going?"

Perfect timing, Aunt Cass.

"Just for a...a date! Nothing to worry about here!" Hiro nervously laughed. (M/n) facepalmed.

"Okie dokie, boys! Have fun!" She squealed, hugging the couple.

They wiggled out of her grasp and raced down the stairs into the café, waving bye. Just as they exited through the door, (M/n) turned to Hiro.

"Hey, botboy."

"Yeah?"

"If this is your idea of a date, then next time, leave the planning to me."

Hiro rolled his eyes, but smiled anyway. Right when he was going to reply, a drop of water fell onto his nose and cut him off. (M/n) giggled and pulled an umbrella out of nowhere.

"Where did yo-"

"Out of my ass, Hamada."

"Why am I not surprised?"

~~~

Hiro's bot delivered the final blow to Yama's, completely demolishing it. Just like last time. Is Yama ever going to give up?

Nonetheless, (M/n) cheered for him and approached while he was counting the money he collected. "Come on, Hamada. I don't like the way Mr. Sore Loser over there is looking at us." He nervously glanced toward Yama, who was glaring daggers at them with an intent to kill.