4 || Happy Father's Day (2017)

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Older! Hiro x Reader
For fathers out there, Happy Father's Day!

Another bright day for the Hamada's. Warm day, birds chirping.

But today, is a day for the fathers.

Hiro yawned. "Good morning, Sweetie." He was about to wrap his arm around his wife, when he felt a blank space. He shot up. "[Y/N]?!"

"Yes?"

His eyes darted at the door, where you are standing, a tray in your hands, and your cute little five-year-old daughter next to you.

"Daddy!" [Daughter] squealed as she ran up to Hiro and jumped into his arms.

"Good morning, Princess." He greeted as she pinch her little button nose and she giggles. "Good morning, Sweetie."

"Good morning." You smiled as you placed the tray at the nightstand and plopped down next to Hiro.

He wrapped his arms around you and [Daughter]. "I thought you left me." He pouted.

You rolled your eyes, "Oh, please. Its like that I'm going anywhere out."

"You know I don't want to lose you."

"Yeah, I know." You laughed.

"So, you girls have plans for today?"

You and [Daughter] took a glance at each other and snickered. "Yup. A bunch!"

He gave you two a look. "What's the occassion?"

"Its a surprise!" Your daughter exclaimed.

"But, its not my birthday."

"Yeah, we know its not your birthday." You deadpanned.

"So, what's the breakfast-in-bed for?" He asked, picking up the tray and putting it at his lap.

"Its a secret." You winked.

"Oh, c'mon!"

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"My Princess, what do you want to do?" He asks as you three stopped by in a bench at park, spending the time together.

"Play hide and seek!" She squealed. The [E/C] eyes she got from yours, are shining, her raven hair, bouncing as she jumped up and down, and the tooth gap of your hers, showing from grinning.

"What do you say, Hiro?"

"Sure! I missed having fun with you two." He replied, nuzzling his nose with yours.

"Daddy, me and Mommy are gonna hide. You go find us!"

"Okay." Hiro leaned in a tree, closed his eyes, and starts counting up to ten. "Ready or not, here I go!"

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Its been thirty minutes, but Hiro is still seeking for his wife and daughter. He looked around the park, but no luck. He tried calling and texting you, but you don't seem to answer.

Worry and panic is starting to fill up in him.

"[Y/N]! [Daughter]! This isn't a game anymore!" Hiro exclaimed. "C'mon!" His eyes started to water. "P-Please!" He burried his face into his hands and tears started to pour.

"Hiro~" You sang. When you took a good look of him, crying, you started panicking. You ran up to him and held him close to you. "Hiro, why are you crying?" You asked gently, stroking his hair, as he continue to cry in your shoulder.

He sniffed. "W-Where... Where we're you?"

"We just prepared something for you." You pulled away and held his hand. You walked where your daughter and Aunt Cass is, a little picnic sets on the ground.

"Daddy!" [Daughter] runs up to Hiro and hugged his legs. "Happy Father's Day, Daddy!" Hiro just stood still, the situation can't still sink in to his brain. But a tear escaped from his eye. Your daughter looked up at his father. "Mommy, why is Daddy crying?"

You petted her head. "Maybe he's just too... happy?"

"Oh. Okay! I'm going to prepare Daddy's favorite." She returned at the set and helps her Auntie Cass.

You turned to Hiro, and now, tears fall, one by one. "What are you crying about this time?"

"I... don't know."

You cupped his face and stroke both of his cheeks with your thumb, to wipe his tears. "Happy Father's Day, you crybaby." You pecked at his lips.

He smiled and hugged you tightly. "Thank you, [Y/N]. Thank you." He pulled away and looked directly at your eyes. "Just... don't leave me just like that."

You giggled and pinched his cheek. "You worry to much."

"If I say 'I don't want to lose you', I mean it."

You kissed his cheek, "I know you do."

"[Y/N], Hiro, Chicken Wings are ready." Aunt Cass called.

"Sweet!"

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This one-shot is all rushed up, sorry.

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