She's Killing Me-- Hiro x Reader (Sequel to Just the Girl)

Chapter 9

~~~She'll pick a fight for no good reason~~~

"Ouch," (Y/N) complained, sitting up in her bed and stretching. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, still half asleep.

Wait a second.

Was that smell...bacon?

Hiro was standing by the stove when he heard a slam from (Y/N)'s room.

"Who the hell is cooking bacon in my house and not giving me any?!" She said loudly, making Hiro crack a smile.

"Love you too, (Y/N)."

It has been six months since their first date.

"So what're we doing today?" (Y/N) yawned, setting out plates and silverware. Strangely, Hiro was a good cook. A really good cook. So he came over to her apartment frequently an they are together. "I'm off duty today. Geez, has it already been a month since I was allowed back on the field again? It doesn't seem that long ago."

"Yeah, I get what you mean," Hiro replied, finishing up the bacon. It was (soft/crispy), just how (Y/N) liked it. "I've gotta finish up some stuff at the lab. Wanna come with me?"

"Sure, just let me get dressed first," she replied. "Pajamas in public are generally frowned upon."

The two ate together, sharing jokes and stories, unaware of the two sets of eyes watching from a tiny camera stationed on the light fixture.

~( •-• )~Timeskip brought by Groovymax~( •-• )~

"Wow, I haven't been here in forever," (Y/N) remarked as she walked up the front stairs with Hiro.

"Yeah, I think the last time you were here was when I was making all of those super suits for everyone," Hiro replied. There was a brief moment of uncomfortable silence.

"So what're you working on now?" (Y/N) asked. Hiro smirked.

"Follow me!" He said, grabbing her wrist and tugging her along as he ran. She yelped and struggled to keep up with her boyfriend's long strides.

"Hey! Just because you hit a growth spurt when I was gone doesn't mean you get to leave me in the dust!" (Y/N) pouted playfully, running up the stairs to Hiro's lab.

"This is what I've been working on," Hiro said proudly from behind her.

Standing in the room in front of her were two nondescript red cases.

"What are--OW!" She screeched, accidentally twisting around to face Hiro. That was a bad idea. The strange scars on her back that she could never get a good look at in the mirror hurt painfully every time she stretched their limit.

As she was rubbing her back and trying to ignore the distressed Hiro buzzing around her and asking if she was okay("Hiro, I'm fine, dammit!"), (Y/N) heard a loud inflating sound. Suddenly, two large, white masses stood in front of her.

"Hello. I am Baymax, your personal healthcare companion. I heard a sound of distress. What seems to be the trouble?" The two robots said simultaneously. A huge smile broke out on (Y/N)'s face

"Baymax! Other Baymax! Oh my gosh, Hiro, I can't believe you got another Baymax to work!" She said happily. Hiro smiled.

"That's not all. Bitmax, come on out!" Hiro called. (Y/N) was confused for a moment, until she felt a small, soft object no taller than halfway up her calf push up against her leg.

"Hello! I am Bitmax. I can be kept in your home for the treatment of small injuries and mild illnesses," Bitmax explained in a slightly high-pitched voice. Bitmax was a much smaller version of Baymax, and damn was it cute.

"Oh my gosh, aren't you adorable?" (Y/N) said, patting Bitmax on the head.

"I designed him so that families could keep them in their homes and wouldn't have to go to the doctor for diagnosis. I got the idea one day when Baymax tripped over my Megabot," Hiro explained. The two continued to talk and play with the robots, one of which diagnosed Hiro with "puberty". Again.

"I'm eighteen!" Hiro exclaimed in exasperation, making (Y/N) laugh.

After a while, it was getting dark outside. "I'd better get home," (Y/N) said. "If I sleep late one more time, I get sent back to..." She shivered. "...paperwork."

Hiro laughed. "Okay. Drive safe, alright?"

"I will. See you later, Hiro!" (Y/N) called over her shoulder. She was about to walk out of his lab when Hiro called out.

"(Y/N), wait!" She turned and faced him. "Take Bitmax with you."

"A-Are you sure? Shouldn't he stay here?" She spluttered. Hiro smiled gently.

"Nah, he'll be fine. Besides, if I'm not there, who's gonna take care of you?" Hiro said kissing (Y/N) on the cheek and handing her a small, purple container.

"Thanks, Hiro. Bye!" She waved, carrying Bitmax with her.

When (Y/N) arrived home, she set up Bitmax's charging station next to her bed and got ready to go to sleep for the night. She got in bed, turned off the lights, set her alarm, and drifted off to sleep.

...

...BAM BAM BAM!

(Y/N) shot up from her comfortable nest of pillows and sheets, running full speed towards her door and, by extension, the visitor behind it.

"Who is it?" She called, peering through the small hole in the door.

"It's Hiro," a voice said from the other side. (Y/N) quickly opened the door to see a very sleep-deprived, disheveled-looking Hiro on her doorstep.

"Hiro, w-what're you doing here? It's, like, three in the morning," she asked, concerned. Hiro looked at her, dark eyes filled with panic.

"The new Baymax I built is gone. Someone stole him."

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Fuck it. No flashback for this chapter.

I AM SO SORRY.

I AN SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING.

I AM A WORTHLESS PIECE OF SCUM WHO'S HAD A RIDICULOUSLY BUSY TWO WEEKS AND I'M SORRY.

Great, now that that's out of the way, I've got four good and/or irrelevant announcements!

One, I got an annual $750 scholarship to a private high school! That's kind of a big deal!!

Two, I have a boyfriend now! Yay~~

Three, I HIT 1K FOLLOWERS HOLY SHIIIIITTT

Four, I watched Kill la Kill.

RYUKO KICKS SOME BOSS ASS YO

So yeah. Again, I'm really sorry for not updating! I've just been too tired and/or lazy to update in the past week. I'll try to update a little more often for you guys, though!

Until we read again, Reader-chan!

P.S: DONT LOSE YOUR WAYY~~~