Tadashi Hamada @BaymaxsCreator

@BubblyReaction — to life, and he rode out of the parking lot./

@BubblyReaction — her into the motorcycle after putting his helmet on./ Hold tight. /He said, seconds before the motorcycle engine roared —

@BubblyReaction — out of fear of being an inconvenience but her eagerness erased any of the fears he had./ Thank you. /He said, helping —

@BubblyReaction — of him. It is her eagerness that surprised him; he appreciates her opinions above all other but he did not wish to ask —

@BubblyReaction /He never doubted, not even for a second, that Honey Lemon would accept his request. She has always been very supportive —

@littlehiroics -- here?

@littlehiroics -- his door's handle when he heard his brother's voice, freezing in his place - busted./ Ah, Hiro. What are you doing --

@littlehiroics -- down to eat later. Exams were drawing nearer and he had much studying and catching up to do. He was about to reach for --

@littlehiroics /He hurried up the steps leading to his upstairs bedroom - their upstairs bedroom - promising his aunt that he'll come --

@BubblyReaction -- help her on./

@BubblyReaction -- tester. /He smiled, only barely suppressing a nervous chuckle, and climbed on the motorcycle. holding a hand out to --

@BubblyReaction -- /He offered, finding his back where he left it. He handed her a helmet and picked up another./ I could use a beta --

@BubblyReaction -- great. He's already finished, I am just adding some final touches. I could show him to you when we go back to the lab. --

@BubblyReaction -- he often catch himself thinking about her and his cheeks would burn a faint red in embarrassment./ My project's going --

@BubblyReaction /Something has changed. His feelings towards her weren't as platonic as they once were, as he once thought. Lately, --

@BubblyReaction -- his eyes briefly resting on the ground./ So, uh, how's your project going?

@BubblyReaction -- He was quite nervous and he did not know why./ No problem. /He said, walking alongside her towards the parking lot, --

@BubblyReaction /He followed in after her, switching off the lights. He slipped his hands into his pockets, fiddling with his keys. --

@BubblyReaction -- Honestly, he didn't know what he was nervous about. They were friends, close friends, that's all, right?/

@BubblyReaction -- smile a bit too broad. It was rather corny and a tad old school but, in his slightly nervous state, it felt right. --