You squeezed quietly through the front door, shutting it behind you and setting your black helmet lazily on the table inside, catching the flower vase just before it hit the ground and putting it back in its place. You checked your phone. 12:00 o'clock.
        Creeping silently up to your room, you were just about to walk through the door, but stopped dead in your tracks at the sound of footsteps behind you. Turning around, you saw Hiro staring at you, a look of surprise splayed across his face. 
        "H-hey Hiro," you stuttered, smiling sheepishly. Hiro's expression quickly turned to one of annoyance and he shot a glare at you. 
        "Where have you been? It's midnight!" You nodded, slowly backing up into your room. 
        "Yeah, I know... I just got caught up in... stuff." Hiro rolled his eyes. 
        "By, stuff," he air quoted the word stuff, "you mean you were out looking for him again weren't you?" You heaved a sigh. 
        "Yes, I was. I was fine! I can take care of myself you know Hiro!" Hiro opened his mouth to retort, but you shut the door in his face before he could say anything. After a moment, you heard him flip off the hallway light and go back inside his room without another word. 
        You regretted snapping at him like that, knowing he was only looking out for you. You went to sleep that night, your chest heavy with guilt. 

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        You lifted your head off your desk as the bell rang, rubbing your eyes and picking up your backpack. Go Go, who had math with you walked up next to you, waiting until you were done, before heading to lunch. You and the gang usually ate in the lab, and today you sat down across from Honey, not meeting Hiro's eyes. 
        "Hey guys," you greeted glumly.
        "Hey (Y/N)," Honey chimed. Fred sat down, followed by Wasabi, and lastly, Hiro. He waved at his friends, and sat down to open the lunch aunt Cass had made him. You dug into yours as well, taking a bite of rice and looking down at the table. After eating in silence for a while, you crumpled up your empty paper bag and tossed in the trash.         
        "Is it just me, or is the tension suffocating in here?" Fred spoke up awkwardly. The others nodded, and walked out of the room after him, leaving you and Hiro sitting alone. You continued to stare at the table top, but opened your mouth to speak. 
        "Hiro I-"
        "No (Y/N), I should apologize for how I acted last night. I know it's your business where you go and I know you're perfectly capable of taking care of yourself." You stood up, walked over to him, and wrapped your arms around his neck. 
        "I'm sorry too Hiro. I hate it when you're mad at me." Hiro just let out a long sigh, and gave your hand a reassuring squeeze. 
        "We good?"
        "Yeah, we're good."
        "Hey," Hiro slid off the bench, and turned to face you. "why don't we go out to eat after school? I'll bet Wasabi knows some good places! He's and expert on food." You smiled. 
        "Yeah, I'd like that!" 

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        You popped another french fry into your mouth and sighing happily. Hiro bit into the burger he'd ordered, holding it over his plate as juice dripped out of it. 
        "That hamburger contains a total of 23 grams of fat Hiro. Green vegetables like broccoli and lettuce would be a more healthy choice and result in less weight gain," Baymax chimed, staring at Hiro as he ate. Hiro just rolled his eyes, and Honey let out a giggle.
        "If you ask me, he could use some weight gain," Go Go commented, poking him. Everyone laughed at that, and Baymax just looked confused. You were sitting next to Fred in the booth facing the window, and you jumped in surprise as a huge, black figure flashed past you, followed by a dozen or so police cars, their sirens blaring. Without thinking, you pushed out of your seat, dashed through the door, and ran after them, leaving your friends to scramble after you.