Chapter 7: Kiss and Make It Better
Rating: G+
Pairing: Hidashi
Slight swearing

Prompt: Imagine your OTP getting ready for bed, and person A is sitting on the bed. Person B tries to sneak up on them with a hug or a kiss, but person A has quick reflexes, and thinks they're being attacked. So they accidentally hit person B in the face, and they fall back onto the bed. Person A realizes who it was then, keeps saying sorry really quickly, and hugs them and kisses where it hurts.


The alarm clock on the nightstand clicked to 10:00 in glowing, green numbers. Hiro lay flat on his stomach, face buried in Tadashi's comforter and limbs spread out, hogging most of the space on the bed. He was exhausted. In every way possible, school had kicked his ass today, and he couldn't wait until his brother came up so they could go to sleep.

Still having to change into his pajamas, Hiro pushed himself up so he was on his knees. A noise outside the door stilled his heart. It was a muted thump. Maybe it was Mochi. No. He would have heard the little bell on his collar. Tadashi was still in the garage finishing up some last-minute stuff and Aunt Cass was out with friends, having a girls' night. Who else could it be? If jumping to conclusions were an Olympic sport, Hiro would take every single gold medal. There's someone in the house. A burglar. They got in through the café, or maybe the front door. He froze in his spot. Facing the window, he could see a dark shadow creeping up the walls. He wanted to scream for Tadashi, but his throat prevented him from making any sort of sound. A horrible thought struck him. What if the burglar got to Tadashi first, and he was lying on the floor of the garage? The shadow loomed over him now. He was too young to die. Making a rash decision, he backhanded the would-be killer across the face. The figure groaned and fell on the bed next to him. He gasped.

"Ow!"

"Tadashi...?"

A hand was clamped over Tadashi's nose and mouth.

"What the hell are you doing?" Hiro cried. His heart resumed its normal rhythm as relief flooded his bloodstream.

"I wanted to surprise you," Tadashi retorted, his words muffled. "Remind me never to do that again."

"Sorry..." Hiro shrank back, feeling stupid. "I was trying to protect myself."

"From me?" Tadashi moved his hand away. There was no serious damage done.

"Of course not. I thought you were an intruder. I... Sorry."

Tadashi couldn't help but laugh. "You pack quite a punch, knucklehead."

"Lemme see." Hiro inspected his face with care and pressed his lips to the tip of his nose before moving to pepper his cheeks and jaw with light kisses, the last one landing right on his mouth. He then pulled back, batting his lashes. "Do you forgive me?"

"I guess," he sighed, drawing out his reply in dramatic fashion. He should have been an actor.

"Good. Just announce yourself next time, alright?" He then flopped down next to Tadashi, too tired to move. Jeans were comfortable, he decided.


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