Hiro gave his brother another smile, watching as he limped off to the bathroom with Baymax close behind. It was incredibly hard watching Tadashi struggle like this, knowing that he wanted nothing more than to return to his own definition of normalcy. He knew that Tadashi felt quite useless, not able to do much on his own still, and would always need some form of aid. He didn't mind helping him, especially after all of the things that his brother had done for him, but watching this battle hurt deep inside.
He set the bowl down on top of Tadashi's mostly empty one, going to the dresser and picking out some clothes for him. A comfortable sweater and sweatpants were found and lain on the bed before a pair of fluffy socks followed suit. Once he was satisfied he grabbed the dishes and carried them downstairs. Hiro stopped before he got to the kitchen, quietly dumping some of his uneaten breakfast into a trashcan in order to give the appearance that he had eaten a bit more than he had. He knew it wasn't right but he couldn't risk a doctor's visit. It wasn't only the bill he was worried about but what a professional would say about his condition and all of the after treatments that were sure to follow. It was a problem he didn't want to deal with and would prolong until he couldn't anymore. Besides, Tadashi's recovery was more important.
The dishes were set on the counter and he hurried back up to their shared room before Cass could comment on his breakfast. Seeing what she thought was improvement and being excited about it might actually break his soul. Once he entered the room and closed the door, he moved behind the screen in order to dress for the day. A glance at his shoulder was stolen in the full-length mirror, something that caused the boy to frown a bit, and rubbed at the sore area before slipping his shirt on. That was something else he was dealing with and hiding from his aunt, all of these secrets making him feel quite guilty. No doubt her head would explode if she found out about all of these things. Hiro dropped onto his bed with a quiet groan and closed his eyes, listening to the silence until he heard Tadashi and Baymax return.
Chocolate eyes opened as he heard his brother speak, moving his head a little in order to peek at the other side of the room. He couldn't see much of Tadashi's bed due to the screen but could still see his feet.
[+red "Yeah, my shoulder just hurts a bit,"] he responded, watching as Tadashi's legs moved a bit on the bed. [+red "Are you still okay?"]
Tadashi forced a smile, putting his nearly empty breakfast bowl the side, pushing it against the coffee cup. [#424ef4 “Thanks Hiro,”] he said softly, [#424ef4 “Thanks for sticking around for me.”] They both knew how hard it was to function in a household like this. It seemed their lives were just destined for tragedy no matter what.
With a bit of adjustment, the elder Hamada activated the robot, Baymax inflating quickly. [b “Tadashi, it seems to be time- “]
[#424ef4 “For overdue for a shower,”] he finished quickly, [#424ef4 “I know.”] Despite the shocks in his muscles, Tadashi pushed himself unto his feet with the aid of Baymax. [#424ef4 “I won’t be long,”] he assured his brother, limping his way out the door and into the bathroom.
Once the door was closed, he let out a sigh of relief, slumping against the wall and down to the floor again. [b “Tadashi, your scan has come out negative. Below the average state you should be after an accident.”]
[#424ef4 “I know, Baymax.”] He sucked in a deep breath.
[b “Then I can advise a reintroduction to-”]
[#424ef4 “I don’t want to right now. Just help me shower.”]
[b “I firmly advice as your healthcare companion that you take the missing-”]
[#424ef4 “Baymax, I know. I built you. I know what I’m doing.”] [i Calm down.]
The robot remained silent for a moment before running the water, letting it come to a desirable temperature before helping Tadashi remove his clothes. He felt terrible for treating Baymax like that but he choose to ignore an apology and instead focus on getting clean. He let himself feel in the privacy of the shower, the hot water masking tears that might have escaped. It soon relaxed his tense muscles and aided in the headache.
By the time they returned to the bedroom, Hiro had laid out the clothes, all comfort clothing to his relief. The room had since warmed up and he was truly feeling a bit better, especially since he’d been rebandaged. He nuzzled into his sweater and checked the cellphone displaying a message from GoGo. [i It’s done.]
Tadashi waited till Hiro had returned before attempting normalcy. He should probably let his brother know what he was doing last night. [#424ef4 “You still okay?”] he asked, testing the waters of the relationship once more just in case his brother had changed his mind.
Hiro held the remaining bowl in his lap as Tadashi began to eat his own breakfast, fixing the chopsticks in his hand as he looked down at it. Normally a portion this size would have disappeared in less than a minute and the teenager would be asking for more. Ever since the accident he found himself eating less and less, now his typical meal was about what a very small child would eat. Smells still made his stomach churn and he was still unable to finish even half of something this small without feeling full. What he couldn't understand was why. Tadashi's accident had been over a month ago and he had been responsive nearly the whole time. It wasn't as if his brother didn't have a future. So why was he still having such a hard time with this?
This was something else he wasn't sure if he should ask Tadashi, not wanting to put any more pressure on him but knowing continuing on this road was doing more damage mentally and physically to both of them. Hiro ate a little bit of what was in his bowl before returning to his usual technique of pushing it around. His gaze lifted as Tadashi spoke, watching him perform a similar maneuver with his own breakfast. Was Tadashi really okay or simply saying that in order not to worry his brother?
[+red "A shower will probably make you feel a lot better,"] he agreed softly, looking back down at the bowl in his lap. [+red "And yeah, I can do that. Not a problem."]
[#424ef4 “Yes I am,”] he lied, [#424ef4 “Thanks for bringing up the food.”] Tadashi took the chopsticks and fit it between his fingers which took a moment or two longer then it should have. He should really apologize to Aunt Cass for last night... but it would have to wait for another time. She did know how to make his favorite comfort food though and that did make him smile.
The elder Hamada ate slowly, taking his time with each bite. The focus it actually took to eat distracted him for a few minutes wondering vaguely what he would do after the meal. He glanced up at Hiro, his portion about half the size of his and still barely picking at it. He moved his gaze back to his own bowl, not wanting to watch as his brother chose to make little progress on his decreasing hunger habit. It must have been all a state of mind. A lot like the process he was going through.
[#424ef4 “I think I’ll take a shower after this,”] he said, fiddling with an egg in the bowl. [#424ef4 “I would appreciate it if you pulled out some clothes for me and Baymax can do the rest.”] It would give them a little more privacy- not that Tadashi wanted more of that but he had to calm the shakes somehow. Plus, he felt sticky from the sweat.
When he answered, Hiro let his hand drop to his side and gave him a light nod. Getting breakfast, he could do that. That was within his realm of capabilities. Quietly he left, leaving the door open a crack so he could get back in easily, and headed down the stairs. He was greeted with the smell of eggs and onions which was normally something he would love. Aunt Cass made the best breakfast in SanFransokyo and if his stomach weren't so messed up, he would have dove right in.
Hiro made his way to the kitchen and was greeted by their aunt with a happy smile, piling some food onto a few bowls for them to eat. [b "Is he going to eat upstairs, Hiro?"]
[+red "Yeah, I'm not sure he's up to tackling the staircase again right now,"] he answered back as he pulled open the fridge door. Bright eyes darted over every item in the machine before they landed on what he wanted: a bottle of tea. It was nestled in between a few covered plates, some as old as a week, and carefully pulled it out from the graveyard. When he turned around he saw Cass leaning against the counter, holding two bowls in her hand. One had significantly more food in it than the other, obviously meant for the malnourished Hamada. He took them from her carefully after nestling the bottle into his arm, and began to make his way towards the stairs.
[b "Please eat something, Hiro. I don't want to have to take you to a doctor."]
He glanced back at her before continuing his journey back to their room where he quietly pushed the door open further. He hoped it was an empty threat, another bill added to this wasn't something the family needed. They weren't exactly destitute but it wasn't like the cafe made them millions of dollars, either. It was something Hiro would fight for as long as he could but it was beginning to seem like he was losing.
The door was closed behind him, Hiro glancing up at Tadashi as he patted the bed in front of him before going over and handing his brother his breakfast. Besides the eggs and onion it looked like there were quite a bit of other vegetables in it, too, which would be good for his brother's recovery. He pulled himself up onto the soft surface with his remaining arm, sitting the bowl in his lap and handing Tadashi a pair of chopsticks.
[+red "So are you feeling any better?"] he asked softly, looking over at him.
The eldest Hamada let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, a wave of relief washing over him. Why was that so hard? He’d have to ponder that another time when he wasn’t feeling so god-damn crappy. [i It’s okay. It’s okay. Hiro is going no where.]
[#424ef4 “Yeah, okay, sure,”] he replied, nodding his head slightly. Tadashi needed that minute to gather himself anyhow and [i maybe] he’d feel inclined to eat. And... the idea of using his logical brain again was definitely the most appealing.
He waited till Hiro had left once more before letting out a shaky breath. [i Stop feeling so stiff. Nothing is wrong now. Hiro isn’t angry. You’re not going to fall apart. Not right now. You should probably take those medicines you missed.]
[i But I don’t want them.]
[i What would Hiro think?]
Why was his brother so heavy on his mind lately? Because he was the only best friend he had that knew what was going on in his messed up head? Because Hiro promised he’d be there even Tadashi said things he didn’t mean? Because it was too scary to be alone?
The eldest put the cup aside and used the sleeve of his shirt to wipe the sweat off his forehead. He’d have to confide in Baymax if he wanted to keep this struggle to a minimum concern. Eating while alleviate ones Hiro might have, he was sure.
Tadashi had finally turned his back to the window when his brother returned, patting the spot in front of him on the bed with a slight smile.
[i [b "This isn't going to be easy, Hiro. Tadashi's taken a lot of damage and, if he does come home, he won't be the same. But that doesn't mean that he won't love you any less."]]
Part of the speech that Aunt Cass had given him had always remained in his brain but it really seemed to take hold now. She was right, he was different. His emotions were off the charts, Hiro swearing he developed a bit of bipolar, his physical form was almost destroyed, and his mind was his biggest enemy. But that genius part of him, the one that made Baymax and yearned to keep discovering and learning, that was still there. It hadn't changed at all. Perhaps he was going about this all wrong, maybe he needed to focus on the things that Tadashi could still do instead of the opposite.
Maybe instead of going off in search of some crazy person they could focus on this case at home.
The small hand still rubbed at his shoulder as he began to approach the bed. His brother wasn't paying the least bit of attention, his focus on the rain outside and how it connected with the window. Hiro stopped once he made it to Tadashi's side, lowering his hand from his shoulder and letting it rest gently over his arm and giving him a faint smile.
[+red "That's okay,"] he responded softly. Tadashi's skin still felt a bit on the warmer side despite the ice box he had tried to turn their room into earlier. Still, it wasn't something to be alarmed about just yet. [+red "We can stay here, maybe work on a couple of things. I still have all of that stuff on my desk and now we know a little bit more."] He paused, hearing their aunt call for them and give a few muffled words after. [+red "Breakfast is done. You still want a plate?" I'll bring it up."]
Was it strange that Tadashi almost took that as an insult? Part of him knew it was true. The other part didn’t want to believe him. Broken or not? He firmly wanted to embrace the chance of being strong enough for just about anything- but his logical voice knew everything was all wrong. All of it was wrong...
And it pained him to say no. It went against the gut retching urge to go see the University, to see everything. To feel everything... but he knew it was someone else speaking. Someone else using his voice to tell him that things were going to turn out okay. That he wasn’t sitting here arguing with himself on whether or not tearing himself apart was morally right just to know the truth.
[#424ef4 “No,”] the eldest Hamada replied, keeping his voice from cracking. [#424ef4 “I guess... not right now...”] He didn’t make eye contact with Hiro, afraid of what the other might see in them. Weakness, vulnerability, sickness...
He kept his gaze on the rainy window pane, gripping the coffee cup tighter absentmindedly. He honestly hoped Hiro wouldn’t go. Not without him.
The chocolate gaze observed Tadashi, noting the light shaking in his arm as he reached for the coffee mug. Even thought his brother tried to hide it Hiro knew better: he wanted nothing more than to go to the university. Hiro couldn't blame him, he had the mind of a scientist and explorer so it was natural to want to visit the place where his life changed forever. He couldn't help but wonder, though, if Tadashi was able to actually go. His mental state could still use some love, especially after the spat the two of them had. His brother even admitted that he wasn't properly balanced up there yet. Who knew what effect this could have on him? His body was still healing as well but it wasn't as big an obstacle as his rampant and loose emotions. He just didn't want to do any more damage.
[+red "Do you...think you can handle it?"] he asked softly. His hand raised to absently rub at the damaged shoulder again. [+red "We can go together but I don't want this to hurt you more. You're still really sensitive."]
Tadashi’s heart almost skipped a beat hearing Hiro’s mention of the University. A couple of days ago, his brother was entirely against the idea but now that his work has been stolen and mass produced, it gave them another reason to bypass all the emotional healing for immediate answers.
[#424ef4 “Well you obviously can’t go alone,”] he tried to say nonchalantly, being careful to not shake so much when he reached for the coffee. [#424ef4 “You don’t know the campus like I do.”] Not that he was trying to sell his accompaniment but he thought it was a little unfair if Hiro decided to leave by himself. [i Again, not that I can do anything to stop him. We made that clear.] [#424ef4 “I mean, you can do what you want as long as you’re careful.”]
[i You gotta stop talking like that. He going to know something’s up.] He kept thinking about about his lack luster future and how crappy everything seemed to be now. Those words Hiro said yesterday really got to him and he absolutely hated how he still lingered onto something that he should just get over. Old Tadashi would have. He would have known that it was mostly teenager talk and not to take things so personally.
Small legs were pulled up into his chest, Hiro looking over as Tadashi moved to close the window. He was grateful for that as the room had gotten quiet cold but, if Tadashi was having another fever-like episode, he didn't want to deny his brother of cool and refreshing air. A lot of the coffee seemed to have disappeared from the mug which Hiro was happy to see. At least one male was still taking care of themselves.
His question, though, made him think a bit. What [i did] he plan on doing today? Lately he had taken to being his aunt's errand boy and she had a couple of things for him to do today. Other than that he had a butt load of free time. He could look into the microbot situation, which Tadashi would more than likely want to do, but Hiro hesitated on that. If he were to bring Tadashi to the University, which is one place he needed to go, he worried about how his brother's mental health would deal with it. Hiro wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt and say he would be fine but the possibility of a breakdown made him pause. If that were to happen, could Hiro handle it?
[+red "I have to go to the store for Aunt Cass but, other than that, I'm not sure,"] he responded a bit quietly. [+red "I kind of want to go back to the University, sneak into the blocked off area and see if I can find any traces of my bots there. Other than that my day is incredibly empty."]
Tadashi was happy that Hiro listening and took care to get himself the medicine sooner rather than later... unlike himself. He rubbed the cup softly, taking in all the comfort it offered before the heat drifted away. He took in a deep breath, deciding whether or not to tell Hiro about his late night project with GoGo. He wanted to- he should but he wanted to see if it worked first. Additionally, if he didn’t get his shit together before trying it out, he wasn’t going anywhere.
[#424ef4 “I don’t know,”] he answered, [#424ef4 “There’s things that need to be done but don’t know if it’s the right time.”] He was hoping that his brother knew he was referring to microbots mystery but was sure he was going to be denied the opportunity regardless. As Hiro had mentioned earlier in the week, he didn’t Tadashi was emotionally ready to visit the University.
[i Urg, I hate that.] Too many rules and hoops to jump through due to his stupid health. The eldest Hamada took in another deep breath before putting down the half drank coffee cup and moving forward to close the window. This time was much easier and he wasn’t sure that was due to Hiro’s presence or not. [#424ef4 “What are you going to do?”] he asked, his voice slightly monotone.
Tadashi seemed more receptive to the coffee than the tea, Hiro watching as he reached for it only a few moments after it was set down. He figured it was due to them fighting and not because the male had a severe preference over one of them. It was a nice feeling to see him happy about the coffee and it gave Hiro the feeling that he was being at least a little helpful.
He didn't argue with Tadashi's instructions, going over to his desk and opening the top drawer to dig around through its contents. His brother was the one with a bit of medical training under his belt and he trusted him far more than any doctor. Hiro knew he had a bottle in his desk somewhere as he had seen it recently but where it ended up was mystery. Carefully he dug through computer parts and light machinery until he found the large white bottle that contained the important medicine. Hiro took two before dropping the bottle back into the drawer, dry swallowing them and pushing it closed with his hip. Chocolate eyes watched Tadashi as he sat with his coffee, absently rubbing at the bruise on his shoulder again. He seemed a lot better now that the two had made up and were on good terms again and he hoped that was true. He didn't want his brother to be putting up a front just to make his little brother think the situation was really okay when it wasn't.
He returned to Tadashi's bed, pulling himself back up at the foot of it in order to give him ample space to stretch out in, and made himself a little bit more comfortable before looking back at his brother. [+red "What are you going to do today?"] he asked quietly.
It made him slightly jump when the door opened again and this time Hiro place a new steaming cup on his bedside table. Coffee did sound amazing but he gave it a minute to cool down but breakfast... Ah he wished Aunt Cass wouldn’t. He wanted it but didn’t and while that made sense to him, he’d know not eating it would probably hurt her feelings. SHe already had that struggle with Hiro.
[#424ef4 “Okay,”] he replied simply, leaning forward to lace his fingers. The elder Hamada kept quiet for a few more seconds before finally leaning across to retrieve the cup. The heat this time was comforting, grounding him safely in the moment and warming his frigid fingers. He had a feeling Baymax would be activating soon and selfishly didn’t want to deal with it.
[#424ef4 “Thank you for the coffee,”] Tadashi spoke, looking over at his brother beside him. [#424ef4 “It helps.”] Again, he noticed Hiro rubbing the shoulder and smiled. [#424ef4 “Go take some ibuprofen for that. It will tone down the soreness.”] He continued to sip the coffee.
Hiro slowly released Tadashi's hand, jumping down from the bed and picking up the cold mug that was still full. Carefully he carried it down the stairs and to the kitchen to set it in the sink for Cass to deal with later, then set his sights on the coffee maker. Making the morning beverage was easy, he had done it hundreds of times even though he never drank it, and knew it would be ready in minutes. He had quite a bit of experience preparing his brother's morning drink and knew exactly how he liked it from the strength of the flavor to how much to sweeten it.
He set the filter into the machine after adding more water and scooped some coffee into it. It was then turned on, the machine grumbling to life, and giving Hiro ample time to prepare Tadashi's cup. It would be nice to see his brother consume something today, especially if he wasn't going to eat breakfast. Speaking of, he could hear his aunt leaving her room and heading down the stairs to start her day by feeding her nephews before readying the cafe. As she turned the corner she greeted Hiro with a smile and pulled down a mug of her own to fill with coffee once he had what he needed.
[b "You're up early, hon,"] she observed softly, setting the mug beside the coffee maker in order to prepare breakfast in the meantime. [b "Is everything okay? How's Tadashi?"]
Hiro glanced over at her then grabbed the coffee pot once it was completely full and the machine had stopped dripping. If only she knew the emotional roller coaster the two had been on since last night. [+red "He's fine, just wanted some coffee."]
[b "Alright, well tell him I'm making his favorite this morning and I'll bring a plate up to him if he doesn't feel like coming down."]
[+red "I will, Aunt Cass."]
He filled her cup up for her before carefully picking up Tadashi's and beginning his journey upstairs. Hiro kept his steps small in order not to spill the hot liquid on himself. A bum shoulder was bad enough, he didn't need to sport second-degree burns to go with it. Carefully he pushed the door open and delivered the hot beverage to Tadashi's table, looking over at him quietly afterwards.
[+red "I was told to tell you that she's making your favorite breakfast and can bring you a plate up,"] he informed him as he lightly rubbed at his sore shoulder. It ached but wasn't bad enough that he couldn't ignore it. [+red "I'm just the messenger, so don't shoot me."]
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