Sequel to Female Encounters: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Female-Encounters-Hiro-Hamada-x-Reader-506931682
Warning: Contains content that is mildly inappropriate. It's meant to be more funny than anything else, but I felt the need for a warning anyways. There's nothing explicit or overtly mature, but it might make you blush if you're particularly sensitive. I'd probably still rate this like PG-13 or something.
“Hey, Cass!” you greet as you enter the café.
She looks up from the customer that she was ringing up and smiles. “Hey, (Name)! Hiro’s still up in his room getting ready. Feel free to head up there yourself.”
You nod and begin to navigate your way through the chairs and tables to get to the back, “Thanks!”
You make your way upstairs, glancing at all the family photos hanging on the wall as you do. When you get up to Hiro’s bedroom, you notice his bathroom d
“(Name)?” you hear your husband call out to you as he gets home from work.
“In the kitchen,” you call back, continuing to wash the dishes.
He lets out a tired sigh as he loosens the tie around his neck and makes his was over to you. “Sorry, I’m so late. There was a small disaster in manufacturing. Luckily no one got hurt, and the damage wasn’t too severe, but there was a boat load of paperwork to do on it.” He wraps his arms around you from behind and kisses your cheek.
“It’s okay. You’re just in time for bath time.”
“Mm…” he mumbles before he starts a trail of kisses down your neck. “Mommy and Daddy bath time?” he inquires.
You laugh tilting your head to give him better access, “No. Daddy and baby bath time.”
“You know, he hates
Warning: Fluff alert, Hiro's pervy side comes out a little, once again. Thought I might give you some warning this time, haha.
I imagine this taking place when Hiro is around 17 to 18 years old.
You were currently laying out on Hiro’s bed, your head propped up by his pillows as you read from the book you had resting against your stomach. Hiro was sitting in his desk chair, typing away at his computer. You were both caught up in your own worlds, content being next to each other and not needing to fill the air with useless chatter.
A few minutes later, you hear Hiro’s chair squeak as he leans back and stretches his arms up into the air. The wheels of his chair roll across the hardwood floor as he pushes away from the desk and stands. “I’m gonna grab a snack from downstairs. Do you want anything?” he asks.
You glance at him from your book and shake your head. “No thanks,” you tell him w
Schooling your features, you take the last step to enter his room. “What’s wrong?” you ask, playing innocent.
He looks up from his position on the floor and halfway under his desk. When he does, he knocks his head on the edge of his desk. “Ouch!” He rubs the sore spot on his head as he crawls out and sits cross legged on the floor.
You wince at the solid thunk of his head hitting the hard desk and walk over. “Are you okay?” you ask, but are cut off when Baymax begins to activate.
Once fully inflated, he moves around the bed to get to you and Hiro. “Hello. I am Baymax, your personal health-”
“Baymax! What did you do with my gummy bear stash?” Hiro asks aggressively.
Contains mildly mature content, but honestly this is the more pg version. I made a slightly more adult version and put it on my tumblr.
“It’s gotten kind of quiet over there. How’s it going?” Hiro asks you from his computer chair.
You’re sitting on his bed, your advanced biology text book in front of you as you work on your homework. “Still working on homework, Hiro. Not everyone can finish a week’s worth of homework in an hour,” you respond, flipping through the pages of your book.
“What’s wrong? Distracted by thoughts of my-”
“Hiro!” you cut him off in a warning tone. It’s been two weeks, and he still won’t let it go.
He laughs and continues working on his computer. You bit