Daisies and Lilies || Hiro x Reader x Tatsu

Day: 016

"Glasses. Oh my god, glasses." You said, breathing out of whack.

"What's going on with her?" Flower boy asked.

"She likes guys who wears glasses."

"They don't wear glasses all the time. Why? Why wear them in such a teasing way? This is tortue!" You yelled.

"Well, you can't always have goodies, right?" Your best friend says.

You nodded your head.

"So, when you feel a said. You can just look up, and see those goodies in glasses."

You nodded your head.

"So-"

"So they wear glasses. I'm in death mode right now." You told your best friend.

"Well, I will leave you from your two craziness. I don't not understand anything right now."

That snapped you out of death mode.

"Wait, don't go!" You yelled, desperately clutching onto him. "I have to ask you something.

"What?" He asked.

"Can I... Can I send them something?"

He looked taken aback, seeing how serious you are.

"Are you serious?" He asked.

"Yes, I have to. It's for Masato. I don't know but something is wrong with him. He started to get out of control, but not too bad. I'm worried, but he gave me advice, and I just have to-"

"Hey, [Name] calm down, you can't have another panic attack, it's too many so far."

Weirdly enough those words have always calmed you down.

"You're right." You said.

Maybe it was just her presence.

You turned to see the flower boy.

"Can you get in contact with him, or them and please ask if I can. I need to tell Masato, so I can make him feel better. He's not feeling great."

The flower boy nodded taking his phone out, dialing a number and putting it to his ears.

"Hey, uh.... Tatsu."

"So is Hiro with you?"

"Oh, yeah."

"A slight problem."

"Oh, not that big."

Your hands began to feel clammy, and you began rubbing them. [Best Friend] grabbed your hand and squeezed it, letting you know that they are near you but it's okay.

"She wants to send you guys something."

"Uh, hello."

You squeezed  [Best Friends] hand tighter.

"Don't think that it's a mistake, you hear me?" She whispered to you, giving you that look.

"I can't help it." You whispered back.

"If they are truly meant to be in your life you would know that they accept your reasoning behind it. They did it for you. I mean bring you flowers, write these notes for you. I think they will understand that you are doing this for Masato." She told you.

"Well a friend suggested it."

"Okay, I will tell her."

"Bye."

He hunged up the phone, sighing.

"Well you can."