"Boys, I need you to clean the cafe for me tonight. Please?"

Hiro groans, upside down on the couch next to Tadashi who's reading. The older brother got up, smiling while saving his page. "No problem, Aunt Cass. Heading out with friends?"

The brown haired woman nodded, smiling and kissing her nephews on the head tenderly. "I love you, you two. Behave." Before she went down the stairs, she smiled, mainly at Hiro, "Oh and there's a young lady downstairs, named (Y-"

Your name immediately clicked in the younger brother's mind, "(Y/n)? Downstairs?" He sat up, smiling as his aunt nodded and with that he ran down.

There you were sitting at one of the tables with large drink and staring out the window. No one else was in the cozy, warm, and welcoming cafe since the sign was turned to closed.

You heard some footsteps run down, looking to see Hiro standing in front of you awkwardly. "H-hey!" He waves, crossing his arms.

"Hi..,." You said softly, smiling and fixing your shirt. Hiro smiled, chuckling sheepishly and sat down beside you.

It was quiet, none of you said a word. "What's this?" Hiro asked, pulling your drink examine it. It came from one of the food places down the road which Hiro has never been to.

"Soda." You felt subconscious for some reason, well you always felt like it when you went outside where people are.
"Hm....."

Tadashi leaned on the doorframe that connected the house to the cafe, smiling happily to himself. "How long have they been friends?" Cass asked, peaking on at you two.

"Not that long. They met only for a few hours, a few days ago. They're seeing each other for the second time."

Aunt Cass giggled, patting the older male's shoulder, "Good luck with them two." She walked out.

Tadashi chuckled, looking back to see you punch Hiro's arm lightly. Though Hiro seemed to hold his arm like he's been hurt.

"That was my drink!" You said happily and laughing. Hiro had chugged down your drink when he tasted it.

Hiro burped, blushing in embarrassment then laughed with you. "I was dehydrated."

"Then you could've gotten your own drink."

"But I like that soda."

Tadashi shook is head and walked over to hand Hiro a broom. "Its time to clean, Knucklehead."

You heard Hiro whine then you smiled, "Can I help?"

Tadashi heard your voice which was now clear. With a smile, he nodded and handed you a rag and a spray bottle. "If you don't mind, can you wipe the tables?"

Hiro would glance at you every now and then when you wiped each table. Your expression would show one of someone daydreaming, most likely in another world in your head.

In the corner of your eye, you seen Hiro looking at you and turn, waving at him with shyness.

Hiro's eyes widen, trying to sweep again only to drop the broom. "Oops." He went to pick it up only to hit over a chair with his feet. "Oh man." Another loud thud came from Hiro hitting his head on the table when reaching for the chair.

You giggled in your hands so Hiro wouldn't hear and walk over to help him. "Thanks, (Y/n)." Hiro says shyly.

"Why are you so clumsy, little brother?" Tadashi says smirking from behind the counter.

Hiro glares at him, blushing in embarrassment, "Hey! Don't call me that."

You laughed lightly, "Its cute if you ask me."

Tadashi chuckles to himself as Hiro's blushes more, "it's not cute."

Silence.

"Tim Burton marathon?" Hiro asked.

"Really?!" You say happily, feeling Hiro's hand in yours and you two run upstairs.

"Wait! Hiro, you're suppose to help........" Tadashi rubs his face, "Why do I even bother?"