Happy Holidays :) (Hiro Hamada x Reader)

Chapter 8

***Yes, Still Narattor POV***

You awoke the next morning to a blaring alarm clock rattling on your night stand. Your hands made fists, one smashing the alarm, and the other groggily rubbing your eyes. One leg fell out of the bed as you sluggishly attempted to exit the comfortable cocoon. You eventually made it all the way out and opened the blinds. A light frost covered the ground, illuminating the land and making it sparkle. You looked back over at the clock showing 11:27am. Half the day left...

You jumped into the shower and completed your daily routine. You then went to the kitchen and decided to eat a quick lunch, your stomach would not allow any more time to pass. As you opened up the cupboard to retrieve some macaroni, your phone vibrated with a text message.

Hiro: "Hey (Y/N)! Shall we hangout now?"

(Y/N): "Ill just finish up my lunch and Ill be right over!"

Hiro: "Sounds great!"

You finished consuming the delicious mac and cheese and prepared yourself to go hangout with Hiro. You popped a piece of gum in your mouth and pulled on your (F/C) hoodie. Considering the cold, you layered up with a coat and a pair of gloves. Before leaving, you noticed a note lying on top of your boots.

"(Y/N), we are going to be out for awhile Christmas shopping today, text us if you go anywhere! ~Mom and Dad"

With that, you sent them a quick text letting them know you'd be hanging out with Hiro for the day. You then pulled on your boots and headed for the cafe a few blocks away. You passed dozens of smiling faces as you made your way down the street. Christmas spirit in San Fransokyo was constantly growing with only a couple of days until the holiday arrived.

You walked in the front door of the cafe where you were welcomed by Aunt Cass.

"Hey (Y/N)! Hiro is in the house waiting," she gave you a quick hug and then a little shove in the direction of their living space.

You mazed through the crowded cafe until you reached the Hamada living quarters.

"Hiro?" you asked walking through the doorway.

No response. You roamed through the house in search for him. You knocked on his room door and cracked it, only to be met by emptiness. You pondered where Hiro would be at this hour, resorting to checking the kitchen since it was lunch time. The space was empty as well. You advanced into the family room, hearing a faint noise coming from the TV as you entered. Ah-ha! Your eyes wandered over to the couch, where a peaceful Hiro lay with his eyes shut, a soft snore escaping his lips.

You quietly crept over to the couch, contemplating whether to wake him up or not. He looked so innocent with half his head of hair smushing against his face and one arm dangling off the side of the couch. It looked as if he didn't get a wink of sleep the night before, but he was already dressed for the day. His brown converse were even tied on his feet already. It was obvious that he fell asleep on the sofa awaiting your arrival.

You waited a few minutes before deciding that you should probably wake him up.

You layed a hand on his shoulder, "Hiro... ," you spoke, softly shaking him. He didn't budge. You shook him a little harder. Nothing. You placed another hand on his waist and shook him a little harder.

"What....?" Hiro tiredly uttered, not opening his eyes.

"Hiro... hey.... your sleeping your day away...." you continued to push him back and forth.

"Wha....(Y/N)?" He asked, finally prying his eyes open. You withdrew your hands. He stretched out his body and then sat up on the couch. "Wow. I guess I fell asleep... Sorry (Y/N)."