If there was one thing in the world that Honey Lemon was good at, it was walking in heels. And baking. And hugging, too. And chemistry, of course. Okay, there are a lot of things that she's good at. But seriously, how does she walk in those heels all day long without her feet hurting?
The answer: She had no clue. But for some reason, she was just good at it!
Until one fateful day.
Tadashi was walking her back to her apartment from the university as he did sometimes. They chatted as always, trading teasing remarks back and forth. Honey tried to tell herself that they weren't flirting. No, they definitely weren't flirting. He was just making an offhanded remark about how he liked her hair that day was all. Until she tripped over a crack in the sidewalk, of course.
"Honey! Are you okay?" he asked quickly, seeing the tears gathering in her eyes.
She sniffled and tried to wipe her tears away with the sleeve of her cardigan. "I don't think so…" she said, staring at her ankle. It already looked swollen and slightly red. Tadashi reached forward and gently touched it, making her cringe.
"Yeah, you did something to it…" he mumbled. Scientist? Yes. Medical student? No. That was why he was making Baymax. And what he wouldn't give for the robot to show up right now. "Here, let's get you on your feet and get you home. It's only a few more blocks," he said encouragingly.
She tried to stand up, but her heels wobbled. "I think I'll take off my shoes," she sniffed again as she leaned against Tadashi. She delicately took them off, and suddenly, Tadashi felt like he'd grown a foot. She was now just an inch below him, her eyes and his eyes staring into each other.
"Here," he said suddenly, unable to stare at her that long without wanting to kiss her. "Lean on me." She did as he suggested, and the two hobbled along. After three minutes, though, Honey was already getting tired of limping.
Tadashi took notice. "My house is closer- you wanna go there?" he asked, to which she tiredly nodded. Just one minute later, they were going through the door. He helped her hop up the stairs on one foot, and Hiro looked up from the couch.
"Hey, Hiro," Tadashi greeted, and Honey Lemon waved. "Do you think you could get a bag of ice and bring it upstairs?" Hiro nodded silently, seeing the look in his brother's eyes, and went to the kitchen.
Tadashi looked at Honey. "Think you can make one more flight of stairs?" he asked worriedly. She gave him a tired look that clearly said "no". Tadashi nodded and scooped her up into his surprisingly strong arms. He carried her up to his and Hiro's room, delicately lying her down on his bed. She sighed and curled up on her side, exhausted.
She woke up thirty minutes later with a melted ice pack on her foot. She sighed happily, nuzzling her nose further into Tadashi's sheets. They smelled absolutely wonderful. She drifted off to sleep once more, missing the soft look that Tadashi gave her from across the room.