It was one day later. One slow, awful, empty day later. And she still wasn't feeling any different. She hadn't smiled in what felt like months. She didn't know how she could. It felt difficult to just put one foot in front of the other.
But that's what she did. And slowly but surely, she made her way into his lab. The sight of the window struck pain into her delicate heart. She hesitated. She should leave. She shouldn't let herself remember. It wouldn't make a difference, anyway. With that, she started to turn around. But she couldn't do it. She couldn't leave.
Looking back at the window now, the memory came rushing back.
"Hello, darling," Tadashi greeted with an awful British accent when Honey entered.
She giggled at this. "You didn't even look up- what if I'd been Fred or Gogo?" she asked teasingly.
He finally looked up at her from his desk and grinned. "Fred and Gogo don't wear heels," he stated before he wrapped his arms around her in an inviting hug. Honey melted into him, as she always did. Everything about him screamed safety, making her love his hugs more than anything. He suddenly spun her around, making her laugh loudly, until he set her down in front of the large, round window.
When they separated, the both froze, eyes locked onto each other. Movements became involuntary at this point- both moving forward, eyes slowly shutting. But suddenly, a loud shout cut them off.
"Honey Lemon! Where'd you go?" Gogo shouted from her lab space.
Honey slowly opened her eyes, feeling a blush heat up her face. "I-I, um, should probably go see what she wants," she stuttered, unwinding her arms from around his neck.
Tadashi simply stared back at her with that indiscernible look he'd been giving her lately. "Y-Yeah, sure, I'll, um, see you later," he replied not-so-smoothly, eyes still in a daze.
She nodded awkwardly and bit down on her lip as she walked away. Right before she exited, she turned around. "Don't pull an all-nighter again, mister. We all know that you haven't slept in a long time," she reminded him with a small, teasing smile.
He grinned back. "Wouldn't think of it." In that moment, she knew they were okay…whatever "okay" meant.
Honey's eyes watered, but she refused to let any of it spill over. She'd cried so much in the past few days…and he wouldn't want her to cry. He'd want her to be sad, yes, but he always hated to see her cry. So for him, she wouldn't cry…
…or so she told herself. But when she saw Baymax's case, she couldn't help it. She wound up crumpled on the floor, sobbing against the painfully beautiful red case.