Hiro Hamada x Reader ("You, Me, and the World")

The Workplace

 "Eh, what did you say?" Hiro said. "Oh, nothing!" said Honey, in a sing-song voice. "If you say so..." (Y/N) said. "Anyone care enough to show me what to do here?" GoGo winked at Honey; a signal in their "game". "OH, WE'RE ALL BUSY!" Honey screeched, startling you. "EAIIUGH!!" You screamed, earning strange looks from other people. (Yeah, and Honey's screeching didn't... I guess it's normal.) "EXCEPT HIRO! HE'LL SHOW YOU!" GoGo shoved him to you, whilst Honey shoved everyone else to their own personal area. Hiro sighed. "I guess I volunteer as tribute." You shook hands with him. "May the odds be ever in your favor."

(I'm so sorry.)

You both laughed. "Your workplace will be next to mine, I guess." He guided you to a cluttered area. "Here we are!" He dusted off the table in the center of all the discarded junk. You coughed a bit in your sleeve. "O-oh, sorry..." He said. 'Oh, please, son. Aint no dust gonn' hurt me.' You sassed him in your head. But, you liked that he was considerate. "Nah, it's fine." You swept the dust off an old swivel chair, and patted the seat, and then sat in it. "Uhm... Hiro." You said. "Uhm... Yeah?" He said, mimicing your "Uhm". "Don't you think this spot is a bit too cluttered to work in..." You furrowed your eyebrows, and kicked an old box filled with scribbled paper in it. Hiro mentally facepalmed himself. 'Gaah!' He thought. 'I'm so STUPID! Why did I pick this place?! She's right!' He sighed. 'Why does it even matter... I just met her.' He just shrugged it off. He's never been this jittery and nervous around a girl. Probably pubertic side effects (LOL, I HAD FUN WRITING HIM THINK THAT). (Y/N) poked Hiro. "You gonna answer me? Gosh... You're turning into me." She lightly chuckled. He absent-mindedly chuckled with her. "Well, I guess there's another pla-" "HIRO NO THERE ISN'T!" Honey interrupted, waving her arms, once again startling you. "AIYEEEE (Reader-tan obtained a signature scream!)!!!!" You, being startled, jumped out of your seat at the sudden appearance of Honey. How did she get here so fast? 'I swear... She was at her workplace 12 feet away 5 seconds ago!' You thought. 'Is she... spying? Why would she do that?' "HIRO, I SWEAR, THIS IS THE ONLY SPOT." She loudly whispered. "Now, have fun!" She turned into her normally perky self. "Uhm, so..." Hiro said. "Well, I guess we just gotta suck it up and clean up!" You suggested. "Alright, let's do this!" He stuck out his fist in your direction. "...What?" You said, confused. "O-oh, sorry. It's an old habit of mine..." "No-no, tsk, young one." You said, even though you were sure-fire he was somehow older than you. "I'd love to. Teach me, senpai." You laughed. Then, he taught you the beloved Hamada-brothers fist-bump. "Bladladla!" He said, which made you laugh, as you both started a conversation about robotics and cleaned up your to-be workplace.

Meanwhile, a certain speed-demon and rainbow-nerd were watching the two. By certain people, I mean GoGo and Honey! "Honey, I can't hear. Move over!" GoGo urgently whispered. "Oopsies, sorry!" Honey scooched over a few inches. "Somewhat better." GoGo murmured. "Sounds like they're getting along!" Honey whispered happily.  "Yeah; our plan is working." Honey and GoGo have been waiting for the perfect girl to waltz into Hiro's life. Why? You must be asking. (Not YOU, YOU! Gosh, this is confusing. (Y/N) isn't asking, YOU are.) Because that's how the world works, hon. "Do you really think she's the one, though?" GoGo whispered eerily. "I have this feeling in my gut, GoGo. When am I ever wrong?" She quietly, yet light-heartedly chuckled. "You have a point there.." GoGo muttered. "I think we've left them alone long enough; let's go help now." Honey said. "Alright; remember to act casual." GoGo said. "HEY YOU TWO, ANYTHING 'SPECIAL' HAPPENING?" Honey ̶s̶u̶s̶p̶i̶c̶i̶o̶u̶s̶l̶y casually said, putting an emphasis on the work "special". GoGo, about to walk up and join the party, facepalmed. Did she even listen to what GoGo said? 'Seriously...' GoGo thought. "We thought we should help," GoGo said, "since we finished our "work"." GoGo winked at Honey at the word "work". "Seriously, what is up with them?" You whispered into Hiro's ear. "I have nooo idea..." He said, drawing out the O. "Oh well, I guess we need all the help we can get!" You smiled, grateful that not only you and Hiro were cleaning. Sure, you like your time togeth- 'I just met him, please keep that in mind!' You thought. Yes, you've only known him for 20 minutes. You can't get a crush this quickly... Right? The same thing went for Hiro. He slightly frowned. He was grateful for the help, but he liked talking to you. He was getting... Attached. While you, GoGo, and Honey were cleaning up, Hiro just stood there dumbfounded. He began to think why he should crush on you. 'Well... Pros: She's 14, like me. She's funny. If she got into this college at 14, she must be smart like me. And... She's just so perfect overall.' "Are you... blushing?" Fred said, walking over to Hiro. Honey and GoGo's ears perked up. "U-uhm, what?! What was that?" Hiro snapped back to reality. "Dude, I said: Are you blushing?" Fred wiggled his eyebrows. "Do you have the hots for the new girl, bro?" "NO!" Hiro said, GoGo and Honey sniggered quietly. "What is it, Hiro?" You chimed in from the background, hearing his objection (Pheonix Wright). "N-n-nothing, absolutely!" Hiro said, blushing even more. "If you say so." You said, turning around. Once again, Fred wiggled his eyebrows. "I know you want it~" Fred went to help you unpack things from your backpack while loudly chanting "We're up all night to get lucky, we're up all night to get some!". Hiro shrugged, and took some boxes to a nearby trash can. Wasabi then joined in the cleaning; when he noticed the mess, he went crazy with his dis-infectant.

---This time skip was brought to you by my Paris tee-shirt! Say hi, shirt! Paris tee-shirt: Bonjour, Madam (If you're a dude and reading this, just go with it.)Reader-tan.---

About 10 minutes later, you and the gang finished cleaning. You puffed out a sigh. "Thanks guys, I really appreciate it. It doesn't look so bad anymore..." But, to you, it still didn't look right. "But it-" "Still doesn't look right? I think so too. It's a bit bare." Hiro finished your sentence for you. GoGo smirked to Honey. "Step two of varification: Synced sentences." "Check!" Honey finished for her. "Then, how do we make it... POP more?" Wasabi asked. Fred shuffled through some boxes that have yet to be put away. "Lucky us! Spray paint!" He presented the box to you all. "Nice! Good job, Fred!" You patted his back, as he grinned. However, at that gesture, Hiro gritted his teeth. 'Attached' was right. 'Calm down, it's just a sign of... friendliness.' He reassured himself, and glanced at you smiling, picking out your favorite color spraypaint. He smiled and waved at you, and you grinned and waved back. 'Right... Friendliness...'

   Oh boy! Even though he just met you, Reader-tan, he's getting... DEFENSIVE.

OFFENSE, OFFENSE! DEFENSE, DEFENSE! I'm sorry; I had to. Nothing special for my departing Author's note. Ciao! -Critique-A-La-Mode