This actually might be my favorite so far- it has a wonderful pun and a TFiOS reference! Enjoy!
It was five months after the whole "Callaghan Incident".
And Tadashi and Honey Lemon were still dancing around each other.
And it was driving everyone insane.
"Why can't they just get together?" Gogo huffed as she popped her gum. "Is it really that difficult?"
"Difficult?" Wasabi repeated incredulously. "Of course it's difficult! Confessing feelings for people is very hard, and-"
"No it's not!" Fred laughed carelessly. "Not if you really like someone enough. Example: Gogo, I had a crush on you in the fifth grade," he declared proudly. "See? It's not that hard?"
"You've told me that a million times, Fred," Gogo said with an eye roll. "And it was pretty obvious, too." Fred slouched back in his chair, his feelings of victory gone.
"Then how about we set them up?" Hiro suggested from his seat.
"Yeah!" Fred shouted, his enthusiasm returning promptly. "Ooh! I have the perfect idea! We could even do it this weekend! Okay picture this:" he started, hands in the shape of a picture frame, "My 'rents have this old cabin in the woods, and-"
"-and by cabin, you mean mansion?" Gogo cut him off. "What the heck would they do in the middle of the woods, anyway?"
Wasabi rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Well, considering the fact that they'd be away from civilization, it'd be pretty hard to not talk to each other, right?"
Gogo shrugged. "Eh- true. But count me out."
"What? Why?" Fred asked with a pout.
She leaned forward, pointing an accusing finger at him. "One, I have plans this weekend. Two, I don't want to be stuck out in the middle of no where with you."
Fred immediately pulled Gogo up into a crushing hug. "Oh, please, you don't really mean that, do you?" he asked with a large smile.
She punched him in the gut, making him fall to the ground. "My point about having plans still stands. I'm out."
Wasabi glanced at Hiro. "What about you? I'm free."
Hiro shook his head. "I am not getting involved in my brother's love life."
Gogo rolled her eyes at him. "It was your idea in the first place."
Hiro's eyes widened as he started for the door. "What? No, it wasn't, I just, um, remember that I need to do something, and bye!" he shouted, slamming the door behind him.
"Looks like you, me, Tadashi, and Honey are headed to the forest, then," Wasabi said to Fred, who was still lying on the floor.
Days (and a few little white lies) later, the aforementioned group was standing in the front hall of Fred's parent's cabin.
"I call this room!" Fred shouted out immediately, cueing Wasabi's line.
"Oh!" Wasabi said, suddenly remembering the plan. "Yeah! And I take this room!" Wasabi yelled as he ran for the other bedroom.
"Looks like you two are stuck with the other room!" Fred shouted from his room as he and Wasabi disappeared down the back hall.
"You do realize that they'll eventually figure out that there are more than three bedrooms, right?" Wasabi whispered quietly.
Fred laughed. "Pfft, please. They're no where near smart enough for that! And besides- it's the simplest plot in comic book history! The star struck lovers unite to form the ultimate team!"
Wasabi slapped a hand to his head. "Just shut up, Fred."
Meanwhile, in the front hall, Tadashi and Honey Lemon stood there awkwardly. Honey sighed softly. It'd been this way too much lately. It was as if the fire had changed something between them. Did she care about the burn marks on his body? No, not one bit. But for some reason, that seemed to cause a divide that neither one of them was willing to mention.
"So, um…" Tadashi trailed off awkwardly. "I'll take the couch?" he said, referring to the not so comfy looking modern wood couch.
Honey whipped her head around. "Don't be ridiculous, Tadashi! I'll take the couch. You shouldn't sleep on a hard surface with your-" burns. The word hung in the air, making Honey wish she'd never said anything in the first place.
"But the couch won't be very good for you, either," Tadashi pointed out softly, practically mumbling. Both were very tired at this point- they'd been driving all day to get to the cabin.
Honey Lemon sighed loudly. "Look, we're only here for the weekend, so let's just share the last bedroom and it'll be fine, okay?" she said, forcing a smile onto her face. And to think that if she'd said those words five months earlier, she would've been blushing.
Tadashi didn't say anything- he just nodded. The pair walked back to the back hall where Fred and Wasabi had gone earlier. Honey opened the door, hoping (praying) for twin beds. Nope- a queen. Heck, it may even be a full. Either way, it wasn't that big and there was only one of them.
Honey Lemon took her time getting ready for bed, taking full advantage of her alone time in the bathroom. She wiped off her makeup and put her hair up in a loose bun. T-shirt and pajama bottoms on, she headed back to the bedroom with her breath held. When she softly opened the door, she found Tadashi dead (A/N: I'm so sorry- that was such an awful pun) asleep.
She slipped into the bed gingerly, staying on her side of the bed as far away from him as possible. She folded up her glasses and stuck them on the bedside table, wanting nothing more than to fall asleep and wake up back at her apartment.
The next morning, Honey's dream hadn't come true. She sighed to herself. Great. Just great. And she would be here for the entire weekend. She started to get out of the bed, but found that she couldn't.
She turned her head to see Tadashi practically clinging to her. To her dismay, when she tried to move his arms, he only tightened them and nuzzled his nose into her hair. She wanted to hate him. Or maybe she didn't. Maybe she hated the way he made her feel. Maybe she hated herself for loving him. Maybe she hated the fact that she couldn't get over him, no matter how much he seemed to be pushing her away. Or maybe it was all of the above.
She slowly turned around in his arms so that she was looking directly at his face. A small smile slowly crept onto her lips. He looked so peaceful…in that moment, he was almost completely exposed, it seemed. His white t-shirt had ridden up during the night to reveal some of the scars left by the fire.
She didn't even know what she was doing when she let her fingers slowly glide along the burns. She'd only seen them once before when he was in the hospital. Ever since that, he would try to cover them up so that no one- especially her- could see them.
"Honey…" he whispered in his sleep, causing her to freeze. She watched as his eyes fluttered open. She hesitate before she put a gentle hand to his face, trailed her fingers over the scars.
"Tadashi…" she murmured. He sighed, taking his hand and removing hers from his face. He also unwound his arm from around her, making her frown.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" he stopped himself, sighing. He shook his head and rolled out of the bed. Honey Lemon could feel the tears coming to her eyes as he fixed his shirt to cover up his scars.
"What is wrong with you?" she said suddenly, surprising herself along with Tadashi.
"W-what?" he stuttered, slowly sitting back down on the bed.
She sniffled and wiped away a stray tear. "Y-You just try to push me away, and I r-really hate it," she blubbered, more tears spilling over. He reached over to wipe away her tears, but she smacked his hands out of the way. "Stop it! Just stop it! I've had enough!" she shouted, backing away from him and escaping to her side of the bed.
She grabbed her pillow in her hands and hugged it tightly. "I loved you so much for so long, and I don't even care about the stupid scars!" she started, noticing how he flinched when she mentioned the scars. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said it, but you just-" she sighed, trying to take in a deep breath. "You just keep pushing me away and it really hurts."
He crawled closer and took the pillow out of her arms. She collapsed in his arms, still sobbing. He hesitated before he reached out and stroked her hair.
"I know…" Tadashi whispered, squeezing his eyes shut in remorse. "I have been pushing you away, and I'm so sorry."
"Why?" she asked so softly that he could barely hear her.
"I…I'm messed up," he confessed, hugging her tighter to himself. "I'm so messed up and so wrecked, and-…I…I thought that you deserved better," he whispered as she looked up at him. "So, so much better than me," he said as he stroked her face lovingly.
Honey reached forward hesitantly. She traced one of his scars with her fingers. "You're not messed up, Tadadshi," she mumbled. "And I don't want anyone else," she stated as she looked into his eyes. "Okay?"
He smiled, eyes glassy. "Okay."