Big Hero 6 x Reader One Shots

(127): Moving (Part One)

People have been requesting a Wasabi x Reader-- Enjoy.
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You're cheerfully sitting next to your boyfriend, Wasabi. You're spending the Sunday evening at his house, studying for a physics test.

You scribble down notes from your thick textbook. "So the answer to number four is. . ." You trail off, distracted by the feeling of Wasabi stroking your cheek. "Do you mind?"

"Hm. . . not at all." He kisses your cheek. "Do you?"

"Of course not," You say, reaching up. Your fingers stroke his jawline. He presses his lips to yours. "I love you," You murmur against his lips.

"As I love you," He murmurs back, his hands pushing your textbook off your lap. His arms wrap around your waist.

The ringing of your phone pulls the two of you away. You answer it.

"Hello?"

"___, sweetie, we have to talk." Your (mom/dad/guardian) says.

"Okay," You say.

"It's about my job. There's been a change and, well, we have to move."

"Move?" You say. You move away from Wasabi. He watches you with concern. "What do you mean, move?"

"Move. Back to (hometown). Understand, ___?"

"Yeah," You whisper brokenly.

"Okay. I'm so sorry. We're leaving next week."

"Okay." You hang up. You stare at the floor, tears welling up in your eyes. You didn't want to move. You were content with being in San Fransokyo with your friends. With Wasabi.

"What is it?" Wasabi asks. He brushes hair off of your shoulder.

"I'm moving," You tell him. You blink away tears and look up into his brown eyes. "I'm moving back to (hometown)."

Wasabi frowns. "When?"

"Next week." A tear slides down your cheek. "I'm so sorry. I don't want to go."

"Don't cry, ___. Please don't cry. It's okay. This doesn't mean that we can't be together, right?"

"I don't want to lose you." Wasabi pulls you into his arms.

"You won't lose me. We can work this out. I promise you; I won't let this keep us apart."

~

That week, you arrive at the airport with a heavy heart. Wasabi meets you there, offering to carry your small carry on bag for the trip. You hold his hand with your left, your right hand resting on his forearm. Every few minutes, he reaches down to kiss your head.

Your plane calls for boarding. You turn to Wasabi, who sets your bag down. "Call me as soon as you land. I don't care how late it is. I need to know that you landed safely."

You nod and hug him. "I love you."

"I love you, too. So, so, so much." He kisses you. You kiss him hard, wanting it so much to last. They call the last chance for your plane.

Wasabi pulls away. "Go." You kiss him once more, quickly.

You hug him tightly before walking off. "I love you!"

"I love you too!" He shouts. You look back and take one last glimpse of him before he's taken by the crowd.