"Ta-Tadashi, I-I don't feel so good!" once his named was called, Tadashi looked down from his conversation with Wilstic, noticing Hiro's distraught face. His concern went from 0 to 'oh my gosh, my baby! What's happening!' he took hold of the young boys shoulders. "What's wrong?"
"I-I don't know. My hearts beating fast, my body's shaking, I can't stay still and, and-" Tadashi couldn't bear watching the boy stutter like that. Hiro's eyes appeared to be tearing up, practically breaking down. He didn't fall, but Tadashi took his form trying to craddle the boy to find out what's wrong.
His breathing hitched a few times, trying to catch a rhythmic breath. To Tadashi he could sense the vast rapid beat of his heart. The eldest of the three was scared, he didn't know what was happening nor how to help.
Wilstic on the other hand watched the boy, in his own horror, appear in his brown eyes. Hiro had wrapped his arms around the teen's shoulders, trying to calm himself down. This appeared to be all too familiar for Wil. The crying. The shaking. The heartbeat. That was when he realized. He had gone through these constant sudden attacks that Hiro is experiencing. Mostly because of his loneliness.
His face became solemn, filled with sympathy towards the boy. "Shhhhhhhh. You're going to be fine, daijoubu. Tadashi kun. Was there ever a sogn he liked, that would cheer him up if he was ever sad?" The boy made Hiro look into his brown eyes. Making sure he had his attention.
Tadashi, on the other hand, was mostly confused and dumbfounded about that question. Usually all Tadashi would do to cheer Hiro up, at any point would be the embraces he'd give to the boy. But songs? Neither of the two necessarily listened to any of today's music. Nothing of the two ever listened to songs that helped ease their moods. Not from radio's, music video's or random lyrics and melodies they made up thanks to their new brother.
Then again.
"There is one... Do you know it?" the boy moved closer to Tadashi's mouth, the small whisper tickling his ears inside, and the tiny skin follicles of the boy. Hiro didn't understand what the two were doing, not causing him any more anxiety, but just made him hug Tadashi tighter.
"Of course I know that song, it's been in my childhood since I was like 5... I think." the boy waved him off, yet to be honest he didn't remember when it came out from his favorite tv show. "Come on." Tadashi craddles the boy, both him and Wilstic walking up the stairs. Aunt Cass wanted to see what was wrong, but due to the customers in the cafe, she couldn't leave.
An idea snapped in her head, when she forgot about the baby sound monitor she put up near Tadashi's stuff, just so that if either of the two needed to call her, she could be there ASAP.
Wilstic lived in the 'attic' he would call it, not so much a crevice but he made it a well comfortable space. He had his own A/C machine (small, but could blow enough just for him), a heater, and a huge Full bed, where at least two or three people could fit. She was still glad he moved in. The constant singing he made, and the joyous rhythms from his keyboard would delight anyone, even the customers. A son or a nephew, either way she put it, he was important.
Back in the boys room, Tadashi sat him and Hiro in a huge bean bag chair. Baymax, already activated, scanned the boy.
"Hiro, you are experiencing major heart rate, and immense sadness. Might I suggest a hot bath?" the giant marshmallow asked. Tis true to everyone that hot baths, or showers, really did help with the day's progress. But for now Tadashi just focused on Hiro.
"Ta-Tadashi wh-what are you d-doing?" the boy shakily asked, tears stained on his cheeks. Tadashi took Hiro's hand, and Hiro became a little silent.
"Ready?" he asked. Wilstic kneeled watching and waiting for his instructions. He nodded. Then the elder began.
"A stove is a stove no matter where you go." he began. To Hiro, hearing tadashi sing was a rare thing. The tenor in his voice was really harmonic. Then Wilstic began. "A patty is a patty that's what I say." the bass began.
It was almost like a pattern. First Tadashi, then Wilstic. Baymax kept Hiro's scans in check. "A grill is a grill. This is surely so oh." just hearing Tadashi reference one of their favorite songs, making him focus on his voice. His shuddering appeared to go down. Breathing slowly coming back to its normal rhythm.
"And fries should be fries either way." the other boy started. That was when their voices almost started getting into a good blend, like Aunt Cass' Strawberry mango smoothie.
"But this grill is not a home." Tadashi started, cupping Hiro's cheek now. "This is not the stove I know." Hiro's mouth was almost agape.
"And I would trade it all away, if you'd come back to stay." Wilstic took Hiro's other hand. Now the two were in unison. Tadashi could hear Hiro joining in, making them both smile.
"This lab's not the same without you! It's just a greasy spoon, just a greasy spoon!" Wilstic went first, then tadashi creating that heart warming melody. Even Hiro's voice made it rather cute and whole. Then finally came the finale.
Both boy's focused their attention to Hiro's face, Hiro watching the two, main focus on Tadashi.
"I love you." they said as they carried out the final saying, letting the notes calm the boy down, until he was finally back to himself. His face scrunched once more, this time out of happiness. He glomped Tadashi so tight, the older needed to grab Wilstic to join in on the group hug.
"I love you too Tadashi." making Tadashi hug him tighter. "Thanks." he said to Wilstic, who apparently saw a wasp inside the room causing him to jump. "YAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" the boy began screaming running around as the wasp staryed chasing him. Before he started running he gave Tadashi a no problem. The two just watched him grab a fly swatter, now chasing the insect.
He threw a few how did that get in here!?'s shouts, and the hamada brothers just kept laughing at his antics.