Daisies and Lilies || Hiro x Reader x Tatsu

Day: 004

"I hate you." You screamed at the doorbell. 

You grabbed the gun, filling it with ammo, and you ran to the door. You opened it, pulling the trigger.

"He-he." You said, looking at the body.

"...."

"I told you to prepare for war, and I finally got around doing it."

"With a water gun?" Flower boy asked.

"Bought it yesterday, with other things-"

Flower boy let out a whistle, while he was glancing in your apartment. You turned out seeing the many bottles of alcohol on the table. You almost facepalmed, revealing what you do for a living.

"Why do you need to look at all those bottles? Are you an alcoholic? I can help you on your life crisis, Joker."

"I should be asking you the same thing. Where did you get all of these bottles, and where did you find the time and money to get them?"

Cheeseballs.

Pancakes.

Tacos.

"Hungry?" He asked, laughing.

"Did I say that out loud?" You asked.

"Yes, you did. Answer the question?" He gasped. "You're not ruining these beautiful flowers for your own selfish, alcoholic, reasons, now?"

"You're wet, a dork, and my family were friends with a bartender and they sent it to me, urging my selfish self to share all of this." You told him.

"Fair enough, here's your flowers, and notes from your little boys."

"Oh, but there's no note." You said with a slight frown

"Oh yeah, here." He said taking the notes out of his pants, and handing it to you. You grabbed it, slamming the door in his face.

Tatsu here. Haha, you should know by the flower I send already. I really love hot stuff. I bring my own hot sauce anywhere and everywhere. I have to prepare for the war that is out there. Bland, not hot food :^)

"You're so wierd, Tacchan." You said, almost taking back what you said. "New nickname"

Hiro here. I may own over a hundred of these, but I can't ever have enough. Skateboarding is my other life. I always bring one everywhere I go, because I don't know when I'm going to buy another one.

"Well, if we ever met, I'll probably fall many times and injure my vagina." You said, laughing at yourself. "Man, I'm so funny."

You grabbed your keys, and ran out the door.

You were going places.

~~~~~

"I need hot sauce." You whispered to yourself. "I neeeeeeeed it."

You glanced at the different hot sauces. You could only handle some, but now you're stuck in the middle. Where something isn't too hot, or its too hot.

"What should I get...?"

"Are you going to spray me with hot sauce next?" That familiar like flower boy voice rang in your ears.

You jumped, causing some products to fall.

"Flower boy -"

"Yeah, and don't forget about me." You looked over to the owner of that voice.

"Masato! I have a lot to talk to you about!" You said.

"I haven't done anything! I swear!" He said holding his hands up.

"Whatever, we know that's a lie. Come over and we can talk." You said, as Masato nodded. "Flower boy, no. I just need hot sauce."

"Hmm, my friends eats things with this." He grabbed a bottle of siracha sauce. "And he eats this a lot." Grabbing the bag that was in his cart.

"Flamin' hot lays." You said.

"He eats a lot, so I have to grocery shop a lot for him." Flower boy said.

"I'll give you a break tommorow. You're useful." You murmured, walking away from them.

》Different POV《

"Flower boy?" Masato snickered.

"You know, I should tell Tatsu to stick hot sauce up your ass, and squirt in there."

"Do you even hear yourself right now?" Masato howled, clutching his stomache. "Ow! Now I know why people call you-"

"I lost a bet, and both of them are forcing me to do this! Not. Another. Word. From. You." Flower Boy said.

"You're such a meanie, when you're sober." Masato whispered.

"But he is a sweet, loving man that shouldn't put up with your drunk ass." (Best Friend Name) said.