Inspired by: a tumblr post that talked about how all the characters would react to the news
It had been a month since the Gala, and Honey Lemon still thought about it constantly. The way Tadashi's eyes had flickered down to her lips…she didn't imagine that, right? She knew she hadn't simply imagined it, because she'd seen him do it almost every day since. They'd be talking about his newest invention Baymax, and his eyes would look down at her lips for just a fraction of a second.
Honey sighed happily as she packaged up the last few snickerdoodles in a clear baggie and tied a yellow bow around it. She picked up her purse and headed out the door, on her way to Tadashi's with the bag of cookies swinging merrily in her hand. She felt a spring in her step and butterflies in her stomach. She'd been getting this weird, excited feeling every time she'd seen Tadashi lately, and today was no different.
She knocked on the door and was greeted by Aunt Cass. "Oh, hi! Is, um, Tadashi home?" she asked.
Aunt Cass shook her head with a smile. "No, he and Hiro are still out, but they should be home in time for dinner. Come on in, though! You can stay for dinner if you want!"
Honey smiled. "Yeah, that'd be great! Need any help cooking?" The two women set to work making dinner, talking all the while. It was almost seven, and no sign of the boys.
Aunt Cass sighed. "Wonder what those two got up to this time. Oh well, we can warm it up for them later."
Eight.
They still weren't home.
At this point, both Aunt Cass and Honey Lemon were worried.
They were sitting in the living room in a tense silence when the door flew open downstairs.
"Aunt Cass! Aunt Cass!"
Hiro rushed up the stairs, ash on his face and out of breath. Tears were streaming down his eyes. Honey's eyes widened when Hiro rushed into her arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Hiro! Hiro, what happened?" Aunt Cass asked frantically. Honey put a finger to her lips, knowing that Hiro wouldn't respond to shouting. She knelt down to be on eye level with him and wiped some of his tears away.
"Hiro, can you tell us what happened?" Honey asked softly, already having an idea of what might have happened.
"Tadashi, he, he-" he broke off. "We were in this building, and he told me to run, and the fire, and he-" Hiro began to cry again. "He's gone."
All at once, the giddiness that she'd felt earlier was replaced by an anguishing feeling of dispair, pain, and then…nothing. Absolutely nothing. A raw emptiness that left her breathless. She simply hugged Hiro to her chest as tight as she could, hoping that he was wrong somehow.
But the pain in her chest told her otherwise. Hiro was right. She could feel it in her soul. How? Because she couldn't feel him. That innate sixth sense that had developed somewhere inside of her that told her if Tadashi was alright…it was gone. She was met with an empty space, a black room filled with nothing. And the hole in her heart seemed to grow with every anguishing second that ticked by.