"Hey Tadashi! Hold up!" Hiro hustled to catch up with his brother, grabbing his bag from a chair on the way. He had been working in him and his brother's shared lab, and was ready to go home and sleep for about ten hours. "Come on then, Hiro. I don't have time to sit around and wait for hours." The younger of the two met him at the door and they walked through the lab, and weaved through all the inventions. "Tadashi-" Hiro was cut off by a pair of hands pulling him to the side, avoiding being sliced in half by one of Wasabi's lasers. "Thanks." He muttered, turning to see his big brother staring down at him.
Tadashi ruffled the small boy's raven hair, before kissing him softly on his forehead. "You need to be more careful, knucklehead." Hiro leaned in for a more meaningful kiss, but was swiftly rejected as Tadashi stood up. The younger Hamada pulled his brother down, looking him in the eyes. "Babe, I-" He was cut off by his brother and his friends. "Tadashi, Hiro we've been wating for you!" Honey exclaimed before freezing to stare at the boys. The Hamadas looked into each others eyes, as if pleading for the other to get them out of the situation. Hiro glanced into Tadashi dark brown eyes, before headbutting him square on his forehead.
"HIRO!" Honey shouted as she ran over to Tadashi, who was now sitting on the ground and rubbing his head. "And that's the proper way to headbutt someone." Hiro said nervously, glancing at the older man on the floor. "I'm gonna kill you." Tadashi leapt for the boy and tackled him to the ground, right out of Honey's view. He opened his mouth to say something but quickly shut it when a soft, plump pair of lips crashed against his. Tadashi began to kiss back when he heard the click! of a camera.
Hiro froze, again, but this time, Tadashi stood up, and took his secret boyfriends hand. "Yes Honey, you caught us. We're dating." Hiro's jaw dropped as he stared at his brother, only half hearing Honey's squeals of excitement. Tadashi pulled them both out of the building, and onto the sidewalk. "And right now, I don't care who knows." He took Hiro by the waist, and pulled him in, placing a nice, long kiss on his baby brother's lips, before he felt a tongue against his lower lip. Tadashi partially opened his mouth, just enough to bite Hiro's lip. The fourteen year old moaned softly, and Tadashi smirked into the kiss before letting go and standing up, emitting a small whimper of protest from Hiro. Sure people stopped and stared, glared, clapped, laughed, called them names, all that jazz. But Tadashi, nor Hiro cared. They walked home holding hands, excited for dinner.