Wrecked
8 year old Tadashi felt his right eye twitch as he eyed little Hiro. His favpurite toy robot that his father got it for him for his birthday laid in broken pieces in front of him. The caused of this wrecked destruction is currently grinning up at him.
" HIRO!", yelled Tadashi, angry tears appearing. Hiro gurgled happily at his older brother dismay. " I told you not to-", but he was cut short by his mother's yell.
" TADASHI HAMADA".
She was starring at the mess around her two boys. " What on earth did you do!? Clean up this mess!", she screamed, angry and tired. Tadashi stared in horror.
" But mom! I didn't do it! Hiro did!".
" Don't you dare pin this on your brother, young man. Clean it up now".
Their mother walked off towards the kitchen to prepare their lunch. Tadashi snapped his gaze to Hiro. " I hate you", muttered Tadashi, glaring at Hiro. Hiro grinned up at him. All sweet and innocent. Tadashi's glare intensified at Hiro's grin.
8 year old Hiro stubbornly glared at Tadashi. " Come on Hiro", pleaded Tadashi.
"NO", said Hiro, angry at Tadashi. Tadashi sighed and dropped his head unto his open palms. " Please. I'm sorry ok. I didn't mean to do it", apologized Tadashi. Hiro's bottomed lip started to tremble. " Nii chan promised", said Hiro, tears spilling from his big brown eyes. Tadashi looked up at when he heard a sniffle.
Panicking at Hiro's crying face, he immediately scooped Hiro up and into his arms. " I'm sorry, Hiro. I didn't mean to wrecked your favourite toy robot. It was an accident".
Hiro sniffled and stared Tadashi. " You could have stopped trying to "fix it". Tadashi nodded his head. " I'm sorry. I'll buy you a new one".
" No. I don't want another one", muttered Hiro, darkly and glaring at the broken pieces of the robot. Tadashi sighed once more. Slowly a small smile broke his face as he remembered a same incident. " You know...this scenario is very familiar", said Tadashi. Curiosity crossed over Hiro's face, he looked up at his older brother. " Meaning?".
Tadashi grinned up at Hiro. " You broke my toy robot when I was eight". Hiro's eyes widened.
13 year old Hiro, slumped against his computer chair, lazily spinning around his room. ' When will Tadashi come back? It's almost 3 am', thought Hiro. He got up and flopped unto his bed. Bouncing a bit upon the impact. He closed his eyes a bit but snapped them open when he heard the front door unlocking. Perking up, he went to the staircase and peaked to see who was there.
The front door swung open and a grunt can be heard. " Tadashi?", called Hiro, stepping out fully. He can see Tadashi being carried by one of his friends. The big African American smiled at Hiro. " You must be Hiro. Tadashi here is kinda drunk. Mind taking him?". Hiro snapped his gaze and rushed forward to wrapped Tadashi's arm around his neck.
" Thanks. But why is he so drunk?", questioned Hiro, glancing at his brother. The guy grinned and laughed. " This nerd here can't control his liqour. We were out celebrating since the semester ended". Hiro nodded but grunted when he felt Tadashi shifted. " Well, goodnight, Hiro", waved Wasabi. Hiro nodded again. Closing the door with his foot, he carefully tried to lock the door.
" Come on. Let's get you to bed, nii san".
Tadashi started to giggle. " Aunt Casssssss~ when did you get sooooo shorttttttttt?", Tadashi hiccupped. Hiro groaned . " Great, you are officially wrecked man. Don't let Aunt Cass know about that comment either". Tadashi looked at Hiro blearily. " Hiro?".
" Yeah?".
Tadashi grinned. Hiro grunted as he tried to help Tadashi up the stairs. " Ok. One foot in front of the other", commanded Hiro. Tadashi tried a few times and kept missing the step. Almost causing the both of them to fall. " Whoa whoa, easy there big guy".
At last, Hiro dumped Tadashi unto his bed. Sighing and flexing his sore muscles, Hiro glared at Tadashi. " You are never going drinking again". Turning to head for his bed, he yelped as he was suddenly pulled back. Landing unto Tadashi's bed, he felt an arm snaked around his waist. Tadashi nuzzled HIiro's hair.
" Hmm... Hiro... don't leave, little brother".
Hiro stopped his struggle when Tadashi nuzzled his hair. " Love you, outoto".
Hiro felt his eyes get wet. A small smile appeared on his face. " Love you too, nii san. Idiot". Hiro wrapped his arm around Tadashi and fell asleep like that. Warm and feeling safe in Tadashi's arms.
Hiro helped Baymax up and into his charger. " Ok, one foot in front of the other", he said. He froze a bit when Baymax stepped into his charging port. ' This feeling is so familiar. That's right. Tadashi was drunk at that year', thought Hiro, sadly. A smile appeared on his face. He laughed a bit. " Huh, Guess Tadashi programmed you to be wrecked on low battery".