#bh6 hiro

info ✩° : relationship / random hcs abt hiro

warnings ✩° : brain rot jokes (😔), slight cussing, (idk)

pairing ✩° : Hiro Hamada x Gn!reader

authors note ✩° : i might disappear in a week

He most definitely is chronically online like , he’s a internet weirdo but not like discord “My little e-kitten!” type weird . Like i can’t like he probably keeps up with the skibidi toilet lore

When he’s doing homework he calls you for company but then gets distracted and starts singing “You know me as the rizzler” and ur js looking at this kid like “wtf…”

When yall are together spending time at each others houses or js hanging out , hes always on u like a hawk and he’s always bothering u abt some nonsense

i feel like he likes nicknames but certain ones make him cringe n would like die .. example “baby , sweetie , cupcake.” like wtf is that but he’d definitely call u some made up nonsense like paypal or paypay idfk but Pookie is def a most used nickname

“paypay can i tell u something ..?” “what?” “im so skibidi toilet sigma bear” “get tf out” “🙁”

He would probably beg aunt Cass to make u little treats that he could give to u n act like he made it …

“aunt cass can you uhm possibly make some heart shaped cookies..?” “that’s a odd request Hiro , why?” “ … “ “i wanna give it to paypay” “OHHHH”

also i feel like he would find some way to use baymax to stalk your location …

“baymax , where is paypay?” “paypay also known as name is approximately 2.1 miles away at —“

He seems like the type to be a movie fiend and would def make u watch movies w him otp every night as a little routine before bed 🥰

When you two had ur first kiss he initially wanted to initiate the kiss and be “manly” and he attempted like 5 times but chickened out those same 5 times , when you finally initiated the kiss he was so embarrassed bc he wanted to do it 💔

uhm .. idk that’s it tell me if yall want more 😼

It was cold. Cold, blurry and hard to breathe, like her body forgot how to. It certainly forgot how to stand upright, for some reason.

What even happened? There was so much green around.

"Oh my god, it actually worked this time," a blurry figure above her breathed, the voice cutting through the fog, painfully loud as their hands went up to support her weight.

For a second, she thought it was Tadashi. Somehow alive, and looking weird even to her yet unadjusted eyes.

"I actually did it."

Then, the hug came. Strong. Desperate.

Familiar.

"Hiro?"

Why was he taller now?

Silly CoM went wrong au where Karmi almost died after detransforming and Hiro suddenly understood exactly how Diane could condone human experimentation to save just one person so easily.

Except it wasn't just parasynths this time, and he wasn't a biotech prodigy, and Liv just didn't have the fucking balls to clean up the mess her creation made—

And suddenly, Obake's willingness to make sacrifices in the name of progress was understandable too.

Day 13: Carnival

Pairing(s): Hiro Hamada x Gn!Reader

Requested by @chewiizzz

Divider Creds (in order): @/strangergraphics-archive, @/uzmacchiato (base)

It had been a while since you and Hiro had gone out anywhere just for fun. Between school, missions, and an overload of assignments, it had been hard to find time for anything that didn’t involve stress. And honestly, ever since you two had started dating, things had gotten a little… complicated.

Not in a bad way– it was just different now. Hiro was still Hiro, he was smart, awkward, and easily flusterable. But something about the new label, about both of you knowing you were in a relationship, made things just a bit more complicated. Your friendship had always been easy. You’d talk for hours about nothing, tease each other, mess around in the lab, and it all felt natural. But now, sometimes, even sitting next to each other felt like too much to think about.

So when the idea of going to the carnival came up, it felt like a good way to reset and bring back the comfortable relationship you used to have.

-

When it came down to the actual planning and to avoid any more awkward silences or long, nervous pauses, you made sure to invite the whole friend group along this time. Gogo, Wasabi, Honey Lemon, and Fred all agreed instantly. Hiro didn’t object either– though the slight relief on his face said enough.

As a group, the night started easily. You all took turns choosing rides: Fred wanted the roller coaster, Honey Lemon insisted on the spinning teacups, and Wasabi refused to go near anything that looked “structurally questionable.” You laughed until your stomach hurt, tried every carnival snack in sight, and watched Hiro’s shoulders relax bit by bit as the evening went on.

When you stopped to catch your breath, Gogo and the others decided to check out a food stall across the fairgrounds. You made sure to let them know it was alright for them to go on without you and Hiro when you had seen a perfect solution. You’d noticed the Ferris wheel earlier, but now, seeing it glowing against the sunset, you realized it was the perfect chance to get on.

“Hey,” you said, nudging Hiro. “Wanna go on the Ferris wheel before we leave?”

Hiro froze, blinking. “Just us?”

“Unless you want to drag everyone else back,” you said, giving an unlikely proposition.

He startled, hesitation clear as day and spoke with reluctance. “No, no, that’s fine. Yeah. Let’s, um… go.”

You both joined the short line, and when it was finally your turn, Hiro let you climb in first before following and taking the seat directly across from you. The cart creaked softly as it began to rise. And the silence settled in almost instantly.

It was as bad as it was obvious. You could feel it immediately– the kind of tension that made the air feel heavier than it should. You tried to play it off, focusing on the hem of your sleeve, on the skyline, on anything that wasn’t him. But the higher you went, the more aware you became of every sound, every breath, and just how close he really was even from across from you.

Then, as your eyes wandered aimlessly while trying to bear the tension, you caught sight of the view. You stood straighter and saw the entire city of San Fransokyo beneath you. The city was bathed in an orange light, fading into pinks and golds at the edge of the sky. “Wow,” you murmured before you could stop yourself. “It’s… really beautiful.”

Hiro looked up, his expression softening. “Yeah,” he said quietly. “It is.”

For a while, that was enough to break the stiffness. You both started talking, little things at first like how weird carnival food combinations were, what ride was the best so far, and how Fred nearly lost his shoe on the coaster. The laughter came back, and it slowly started feeling comfortable between the two of you again.

But as the Ferris wheel slowed near the top, the quiet returned. This time, it wasn’t heavy– just delicate, in a way. You glanced at Hiro, your nerves creeping back as you realized you’d have to address the elephant in the room first.

“Hey,” you started, then paused when you realized he’d opened his mouth at the same time.

“You first,” he said quickly, rubbing the back of his neck.

You took a breath. “I just… wanted to talk about how things have been. Between us, I mean. It’s been kind of awkward lately, and I don’t want it to keep feeling that way.”

He listened, his eyes glanced down as he wore a thoughtful expression. “Yeah,” he said after a moment. “I’ve felt it too. I didn’t know how to act without making things weird, and I think that made it worse.”

You smiled faintly. “We’re both terrible at this, huh?”

That earned a small laugh from him, soft and honest. “Maybe a little.”

The tension started to ease. Talking about it didn’t solve everything, but it helped. The silence that followed wasn’t awkward anymore– it was way more comfortable, and even calming.

When the ride finally reached the ground, you both stepped out, and the noise of the carnival rushed back in, reminding you that the world hadn’t stopped for the two of you. You spotted Wasabi’s light green sweater somewhere in the crowd and were about to call out when you hesitated.

“Hiro?” you said quietly.

He turned to you, curious. “Yeah?”

You hesitated again, then took a small breath. Might as well shoot your shot before you lose any nerve.

“Can I… hold your hand?” Your poker face broke immediately, as you felt your face heat up exponentially.

Hiro looked at you stunned, while his state of self seemed to reflect yours. “I– yeah. Yes. Yes, you can.”

You smiled, and when your fingers brushed against his, he tensed for half a second before his hand slowly curled around yours. It was warm, shaky, and a little sweaty.