It's Like You & Me Against the World (Hiro x Reader)

Chapter 2 - The Awesome Suit (but Baymax is awesomer)

Your POV

I ran aimlessly through San Fransokyo, my tears blurring everything in my sight. Surprisingly enough, I didn't bump into anyone or anything. I would've loved to have looked around in this beautiful city, but I was so frustrated, I ended up crying in some park near the SF Bay.

It was around 5:15 when Hiro finally found me and dragged me back. Kicking and screaming, I made a pretty big deal out of it, but that boy, as scrawny as he is, he's a lot stronger than he looks.

"Hiro! Let. Go. Of. Me."

"No way. Aunt Cass is worried sick!"

"I'll come home at seven!"

"I don't trust you."

I struggled helplessly. "Hiro!"

He spun around, his grip tightening. "Running away isn't going to help you, (Y/N)!" he cried, looking straight into my eyes.

"Look who's talking!" I snapped, finally managing to break free from his grip. "Take your own advice before you go lecture anyone else!"

We glared at each other until at last, he gave up with a defeated sigh.

"Fine," he said, running a hand through his crazy hair, looking at the ground. "Will you forgive me it I give you a tour of the city? A special V.I.P way?"

Surprised, but not showing it, I blinked at him. Special V.I.P way? What? I continued to blankly stare at him.

"(Y/N), really, I'm sorry," he repeated. A confused look washed over his face. "I'm over Tadashi's death. It's just... the other day, I ran into someone... and, a-and... he said that... that T-Tadashi's alive. I know that's impossible, but... Why would they tell me that? It's just getting to me. I'm sorry I acted like that. Sorry." Hiro couldn't quite look at me, but he looks sincere.

I almost wanted to smile, but I still don't trust him, even if I understand exactly what he meant. "It's okay then Hiro. I understand. I'll forgive you," I acquiesced. "And also, I'm sorry I hit you."

A small chuckle escaped his lips. "It's okay, I deserved it. Now, c'mon!" he cried excitedly. He walked behind me and started pushing me to the café. "I have something to show you first!"

Once we got back to the house, Hiro forced me to the garage. The garage looks like a makeshift laboratory. Metal scraps and tools were everywhere. Shelves were loaded with boxes and a red sofa sat in the corner. More robot posters hung on the walls and several computers sat in the room. Considering the amount of robot action figures he has and this lab looking garage, I think Hiro's an inventor. Psh, what a nerd. He went back upstairs to bring back down a red box. Then he took out duct tape and placed it on my arm. "Sorry about this beforehand," he said, with a slight hint of amusement in his voice. I barely had time to even think 'Uh Oh' when he ripped it off. I screamed. Loud. I hated pain of any sort. Give me a paper cut and I'll scream for at least eight seconds.

"Hiro-"

A small beeping sound was then heard, and the red box opened. Something white was inflated and stood there. It was quite cute. Very fat. It looks like a marshmallow. I wanted to hug it instantly.

"Baymax, this is (Y/N)," Hiro told the... robot.

It tilted its head, and I suppose it looks like it's studying me. Then it brought up its hand and moved it in a circle, like its waving. "Hello," it said, in a monotone voice. I'll assume it's a guy. "I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion."

I just gaped at it. H-How did anyone build such a complex robot? They must be a genius!

He spoke again. "I heard a sound of distress. What seems to be the trouble?"