Glasses. [Tadashi Hamada. 1 of 2]

Glancing up passed the rim of his glasses, Tadashi caught your eyes right away. Smiling bashfully, you waved your fingers at him before being tugged back down by GoGo for you were helping her with her bike. His eyes lingered on you for longer than needed, which seemed to be happening a lot more now that he and you took your relationship up a notch. Ah yes. You kissed him a lot, hugged and held hands like every other couple, but last night was the first night that he invited you to sleep in the same bed as him. Usually, when you had sleepovers with him, you slept in Hiro's bed, and Hiro was kicked out to sleep on the couch. Tadashi digressed that it be like that, because he didn't want to do something to you during the night that he’d regret in the morning. Or even worse; he didn't want to push you into something that you were going to regret.

Sighing deeply, he picked his glasses up of his face and rubbed the bridge of his nose where his eyewear was digging in. He was sure that the rubber part that kept them up had left a mark on the sides of his nose, but he didn't care. He was more aggravated that he managed to tear one of his contacts. He usually had more than one pair ready, but he had forgot to order a new pair, so he had to wait the few days without them, and wore the nerdy pair of glasses that collected dust in his desk. The other day, when he arrived at the institute with the glasses on, you nearly screeched. ‘You’re so cute!!’ He could still hear your voice echoing through the lab. He chuckled lightly, looking back up at you.

You were bent down, looking at one of GoGo's wheels. He sat the glasses back down on the bridge as his world came back to focus.  If he tried to look at you without the glasses, you were nothing but a blur. An attractive blur because he could imagine your body. The soft artistic swirls of your torso, the curves at the back of your calves. He had no trouble seeing your body, though he’d only seen it with clothes on it. His dark amber eyes blinked as he sat his broad black glasses back down on his face. Shaking the naughty thoughts that seemed to infiltrate his pure mind, he looked back down at the complicated motherboard he was trying to re-wire. The keyword in that was ‘trying.’ He just wanted to go back to last night, he wanted to go back to the first time that he held you close as your hair attacked his face.

‘Only a few more hours,’ Tadashi thought, setting his fryer down gently. ‘A few more hours then we’ll be at home...’ You were silent as you came up behind your much larger lover, and with a push of your slightly small feet, you tackled him from behind. He tensed up, grasped the wrist that was sitting on his shoulder and turned you around so you were now pinned between his hard body and the desk. You blinked, for you hadn't ever seen Tadashi so twirled up about something. He looked down at you with wide eyes, but as soon as his retinas realized it was you, he let his rough grip relax a bit, and let his warm hands set on your hips. His glasses moved down his nose, and with a gentle chuckle, one that spilled an apology, he said, “You scared me…~”

“I should know better than to sneak up on a man who knows martial arts, but I couldn't resist…” Smiling cheekily, you turned your body around and looked down at the board that Tadashi had spent his morning working on. His hands, which were previously on your hips, were now wrapped around your navel as he looked at the board over your small shoulders. He dug his face into your neck, your coconut shampoo scent hitting his nostrils right away. Small fingers began fiddling around with the wires, and with intentful eyes, he watched you. He breathed in deeply and chuckled as you fixed the many errors on the board. You giggled lightly as you spoke gently, “You wired this wrong…~ It’ll never work if you left it like that.” You tilted your head to the side as he pressed his warm cheek against your neck, his sharp chin digging into your shoulder. “You’re not one to make mistakes like this… Is there something wrong?”

Tadashi was quick to answer you, and when he did, he regretted it because he sounded too hasty. “There’s nothing wrong. I’m just fine!” He heard you hum out a response, which usually meant that you didn't believe him. His shoulders fell slightly when the silence ensued, and with his large hands, he pulled you closer to him and captured your focus once again. “I was just thinking about last night…” He paused and swung the two of you slightly. “I really liked waking up next to you.”

You smiled and opened your mouth to say something. “OH GET A ROOM!” Recognizing that voice as being the school mascot, Fred, Tadashi pulled back quickly and rubbed the back of his head, now embarrassed. You yourself were frozen on spot, and you were near sure that you had turned a lovely shade of red. Of course, you knew that Fred was only playing with you, but Tadashi couldn't help himself from spilling out a comeback accompanied by a small smirk, or so you imagined.

“Oh, we’ll get a room. I promise.”