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Hello, I'm sorry if this is a bother, but could I request a yandere Mori (from Ouran Host Club) x an outcast darling. Like they just don't fit in because they're a new money family and not that prestigious. And thus he takes them under his wing, at first like an older brother but later as a romantic interest.
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Yandere Takashi Morinozuka x Outcast Reader
Just because you have money doesn’t mean you’re immediately liked
And being an outcast isn’t so bad 
until you have group projects
But because you aren’t all that popular going to a host club isn’t exactly your plan
So you seeking out Mori is next to impossible
It’s he who invites you
After rejecting another student he realizes they both seem to not have noticed you
Reading or on your phone behind one of the pillars you were hoping not to be noticed but alas
He invites you and because of his imposing figure you’ll agree
Feeling so out of place when you enter, you practically run to where he is
Where you both just sit
And sit
“...”
“...”
“....”
“...”
“Would you like some tea?”
“Yes, please.”
To everyone but Mori this is weird beyond belief
At the end of it, you’ll fully expect to leave with a warning to never come back
“(Y/n), come back tomorrow.”
“O-okay.”
Like that, he becomes the only one you speak to 
Seeing as no one still wanted to speak to you with Mori by your side
So of course you’ll begin to open up to him
To trust him
So when he asks you to do things you don’t question him
Even as a stark shift in his request appears
“(Y/n), go out with me.”
“L-like a friend hangout or–”
“No. It’s a date. This Friday.”
“Oh uh I don’t really see–”
“I’ll see you at 5.”
Say anything against him and he’ll ignore it 
He won’t even talk to you about the broken foot that one student who tried to get to know you
Maybe you can speak to others when you make it clear your definitely not leaving his side
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yanderecrazysie · 9 months
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Hello there, I just read that you do ouran high school host club yandere request. I just love that anime it reminds me of my childhood. And I love your work too especially the angsty cheater ones, they’re my favorites.
So actually going to the request: Yandere Tamaki x fiancé reader but Tamaki is neglectful of them and cheats on them with Haru (angst heaven). Basically Tamaki and Reader where engaged when they were children by their wealthy parents . Tamaki hated this and by extension he hated the reader too. Despite the reader trying to be to be the perfect fiancé and supports him from the sidelines, the reader even make sure that the mansion runs smoothly and even learned how to cook his favorite food and cater to his whims. Tamaki still being blinded by his distaste for the arrange marriage carelessly ignores all of reader’s hardwork and flirts with every woman in the host club. Then comes Haru and Tamaki just falls in love and in the back of his head, what better way to get back at his father than to marry a commoner. Reader finally having enough of Tamaki’s cheating and intentionally humiliating them in public, rebels against their parents and cancel the engagement. The reader just leaves Tamaki behind and goes into the countryside to live a peaceful life.. but surprised Tamaki goes full on delusional Yandere, he misses the reader’s devotion to him and wants to continue on with the marriage. When reader left Tamaki felt empty and he started to realize his mistake, He tracks reader down to beg for their forgiveness and so that they can get married as intended. Tamaki still think of you as his fiancé and he doesn’t realize that reader doesn’t want anything to do with him anymore.
Sorry for the long request, I just got excited when I found out that you write for Ouran High school host club. Thanks for reading!
My first OHSHC request!! Yay!! And it's okay, it’s always nice to have a good plot to work with!
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Title: Blind
Pairings: Tamaki Suoh x Reader
WARNINGS: Yandere themes
Summary: Tamaki’s behavior proves too much for his fiance.
Part 2: here
blind
/verb/
deprive (someone) of understanding, judgment, or perception:
Sometimes, you wished Tamaki would just open up his eyes and see you. You, and not the engagement your families had forced upon you both.
You could tell from day one that Tamaki hated the idea and, subsequently, hated you for representing the ball and chain that attached itself to his ankle. You couldn’t blame him for being angry that his future freedom had been taken away, but you wished he wouldn’t blame you for it.
You weren’t much happier than him at first, but you decided to make the best of it. Tamaki was handsome, you could even appreciate that when you both were children forced to play together. He also had a soft side that you rarely got to see under all the silly dramatics. If only you could unlock that part of him, surely you both could be happy!
Then the host club started.
It’s easy to smile and say that you aren’t bothered, but it’s another thing to actually not be bothered with your fiance flirting with girls all the time. You could never help the twisting of jealousy in your gut anytime you heard or saw anything to do with the host club.
You’d tried to visit before. Make the best of things. But he’d blacklisted you as a customer, said with a careless tone that maybe you’d prefer one of the other boys. That stung.
“Make the best of it” became a mantra in your head, a desperate goal and coping method all in one. Eventually, Tamaki would either come to love you or accept that his future was predetermined by a piece of paper with his father’s signature. 
Did you want a potentially loveless marriage? No, of course not. But that’s what happened to most people of your stature, so it wasn’t a surprise. If you could just make the best of your situation, you could be happy. Probably.
The changes in Tamaki really started when a new boy joined the club. You could tell right away that he was naturally a girl, but wouldn’t out him to the school if that’s what he chose as his path. You began to suspect that Tamaki knew this truth as well, because he always seemed so flustered around the boy.
Haruhi. You numbly repeated his name in your head. Even in the beginning, you knew, this relationship would be the downfall of your own.
Numbness overtook you as you caught the pair kissing and holding hands, looking happy and carefree, even outside of the club where there were no requirements for them to act like a cute couple or something.
They were trying to be secretive and, at first, you wondered how you were the only one catching them in the act. Then, it hit you like a speeding train.
Tamaki wanted you to see.
Your daily trips to the mansion were mostly in lonely silence. You cleaned the place like his maids probably should, made him his favorite meals, ran hot baths for him, and sometimes left him notes around the house to boost his self-esteem and cheer him up.
As time went on, it began to feel like empty actions. Duties without reward or even so much as acknowledgment. Things you did just because that tiny voice still cried “Make the best of everything!”
Well, you were getting sick of that voice. That hapless fool inside your head that didn’t seem to realize that things were speeding out of control. How could you make the best of anything, when he continually gave you nothing to work with.
You cried as you did those little things- what had once felt like happy little jobs became heavy chores that you couldn’t figure out why you continued. The tears blurred your eyes as you made each gift for Tamaki- gifts that would no doubt be cast aside and forgotten.
What was the point?
When Tamaki called a crowd together in the school’s entrance hall, standing atop one of the highest steps with his hands intertwined with Haruhi, you knew it was all over.
“Haruhi is actually a girl- and she and I have started dating!” His eyes seemed to dart to yours to gauge your reaction, but you didn’t dare show anything on your face. You were still a regal person, determined to not put your family’s name to shame.
“What? Is that true, Haruhi?” One of the girls in the crowd shrieked.
You didn’t need Haruhi’s answer nor the shy smile on her face to confirm the truth. You’d already known well before that this was the future you’d been helplessly barreling towards.
The crowd had mixed reactions. Some people were supportive and found the couple cute, others were jealous of Haruhi, and many people were confused on the whole matter. Those were the ones whose words shot like daggers into your heart.
“Doesn’t Tamaki have a fiance?”
“What will his father think?”
“Does that mean his engagement is canceled?”
Struggling not to break down, you pushed your way through the crowd, looking for an escape. The crowd was too thick and it was quickly too late.
You broke down crying, your large tears blinding you as little hiccups left your lips. Finally, the sea of people parted and you ran through it. You risked one look at Tamaki and were upset to see him looking concerned. How dare he be concerned when he was the one that hurt you?
You skipped your classes, opting instead to head straight home and confront your parents. The moment you were in front of them both, you broke down once more. They wanted to know who’d hurt you right away and, when your story of Tamaki was revealed, they vowed to rip the contract into little pieces.
They let you stay home the next few days. If you could, you’d stay home forever. How could you show your face after you’d been humiliated and cried like that in front of everyone?
You focused your thoughts and feelings into gardening. Today you cut the stems of flowers and placing them into your basket before bringing them up to the house. The chores you did were fit for the family’s gardener, but he was on vacation and you needed something to distract yourself with.
You heard your name called. Furrowing your brow, you raised your head and shielded your eyes against the sun. Was that…?
It was, a certain blonde boy was speeding towards you at the speed of light. Had he jumped the tall fence or broken the gate’s lock? Either method was concerning, to say the least.
You let out a feeble “hey!” when he kicked up some of the flowers in his path to you, but you were more afraid of what he had to say than of losing a couple of flowers.
Finally, he stopped in front of you and dropped to his knees. You stood, watching in shock as he kneeled in the dirt, in a motion that you’d expect a man begging the queen to spare his life.
“I’m so sorry, (Y/n). I- I was so stupid, so blind! I didn’t know how much I’d miss you when you were gone. Please come back, please! I’ll do anything!”
You stared at him in shock, “What about Haruhi?”
The man raised his head, his eyes glazed over as they met yours, “I took care of her.”
It wasn’t so much the words he said, as it was the chilling, lifeless tone in which he said it. You took a step back, nearly tripping over the small mound of dirt behind you.
“What did you do to her?” Your voice came out shaky and unsure. Tamaki would never hurt someone, would he? That thought was laughable, wasn’t it?
Tamaki grasped your ankles and began to cry, looking more pathetic than you could have ever imagined him. You never thought that Tamaki would ever beg on his knees to anyone, much less you.
“I’ll do anything.” Tamaki murmured. Somehow you knew.
He would definitely hurt someone, if they got in his way.
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moonyhasmanyanimals · 9 months
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Hi! This is my first ask LMAO but, could we maybe see what Kyoya would think of reader with an obvious crush on him?😭if not it's alr
Oh he's my favorite. Thank you for dragging me down farther.
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-oh honey he knows. He can read people like a book
-totally will reject you to see the heart break in your eyes
- it's the nicest look in the world
-everything isn't ready yet so for now he has to reject you
-if you don't ask him out and just avoid him he's gonna try everything in his power to not let that happen
-you have to see him
-totally doesn't have cameras in your home and watches what you do until 5 am
-if your a customer there like most girls them he'll have you by him all the time, not that you really have a choice
-The twins know and they think it's funny.
-but finally one day you'll wake up in a new place and you won't understsnd
-you'll understand really soon
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yandereforme · 1 year
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After I finish my yan! Batfam x neglected reader series, what would you like to see? My inbox is open, and while I can’t promise I’ll respond to everyone, I will try to post at least once a month, if not more.
Here’s my fandom list that I can definitely write for
DC
Marvel
DSMP
Harry Potter
TMNT
BNHA
Encanto(and other Disney characters)
Obey Me!
Ouran High School Host Club
I also have OCs
I can and sometimes might write for other fandoms, but those might take a while.
Edit: I just finished the series, so any requests? 
Edit 2: Send me requests to my inbox and I’ll try to write it. Use any of these fandoms, but please ask. I like seeing what you come up with.
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lovelybrooke · 1 year
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How they knew (Yandere Ouran High School Host Club).
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You know how in the first episode; a little lightbulb turns on went off whenever one of the hosts figured out Haruhi was a girl? Well, that's how I imagine it was like for them when they figured out, they loved you, which inspired this fic. (Warning, bad usd to yen calculations, I just looked it up).
Honey knew he would like you the moment he saw you.
You were awkward, sitting so stiffly across from Haruhi as you slowly eat your cake, eyes darting around the old music room in what was very obviously nervous.
You stood out like a sore thumb, your commoner clothing a stark contrast to the bright uniforms of Ouran Acadamy. It was so obvious that Honey noticed you immediately when you walked into the club, watching as you beelined towards Haruhi, who was excited to see you.
Despite your demeanor, Honey just couldn't help but be drawn to you. You were just so cute as you stuttered and stammered when he skipped over to you and started a conversation. He learned you were on an art scholarship, the dried marker and paint that littered your hands a clear sign to that. He learned you were in Haruhi's year, and while you weren't as gifted as her, you were just as determined. Most importantly, he learned you loved sweets, and as you eventually got over your nervousness you happily ate slice after slice of cake.
Honey's time with you flew by, eventually Haruhi taking your time back from him. He couldn't believe how short your interaction was, and he was honestly frustrated having it taken from him. Before you could leave, he made you promise to come see him again, linking his pinkies with you to seal it.
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The next day, you didn't show up. You didn't show up for the next few weeks, and Honey didn't like it at all.
He pried Haruhi on where he could find you, leading him to one of Ouran's many art rooms. When he walked inside, he could see you sitting in front of a large canvas, a light wash of colors laying on top of it. You were painting peacefully, and for a while, Honey just watched you. He liked you the most when you weren't trembling with nerves, just being yourself. You were beautiful, your skin glowing in the slowly setting sun as you hummed along to a song playing from your headphones.
It was when you turned around and noticed him, a bright smile gracing your face that Honey realized he loved you, and he embraced it like a warm hug.
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Haruhi wonders where you've been all her life, and why she hadn't met you sooner.
Haruhi is thankful for your friendship, she really is, but sometimes she wishes you could be something more.
She knows though, that because she a host member, and because she needs to pay off her debt, that you two could never be more. And she's fine with that, she really is, but somedays she wishes you two could've met under different circumstances.
Nothing proves that more than the third year cuddling up to you, ranting about his classes as he hands you another slice of cake. Haruhi fumed silently as Honey fed you a bit of cake from his plate, the giggle coming from his mouth as you took a bite being anything but sweet.
"Haruhi." Somehow, Hikaru was on her right.
"What's up with you?" Kaoru was on her left. She groans as the twins follow her fine of sight, smirking at the sight in front of them.
"Oh, I see," They giggle as they eye Haruhi, who was now slightly red, "You're jealous." They said in tandem.
"Am not." She said, walking away only for them to follow. They laugh, looking at each other for a second before looking back at her.
"So, you wouldn't mind if we hung out with them tomorrow, would you?" Haruhi's eyes widened for a moment before shifting to a glare. Crossing her arms, she shrugs and rolls her eyes.
"Of course, I wouldn't." Haruhi knew they knew she was lying, but she couldn't back down now.
The twins both smiled at her before walking off, her heart already dropping to her stomach.
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The next day, of course, the twins were all over you. You were at the host club before she was, and when she arrived you were playing the twins stupid game.
"Can you tell which one of us is Hikaru?" They stood in front of you, smiling coyly down at you from your seat on the couch. Haruhi watched you think for a second, before you pointed.
"You're Hikaru," You pointed to the twin on the right. "And you're Kaoru." You finished. Haruhi watched as the twin's playful façade faltered, their faces bewildered. As quickly as it happened, they recovered.
"You're wrong, sorry~." No, you weren't, Haruhi could tell. Either way though, you deflated, your pout causing Haruhi to blush.
"Aw, I could've sworn I was right." You murmur to yourself, eyes meeting Haruhi's as she walks over to you. You lighten up a little, waving at her.
"Oh, hey Haruhi, what's up?" Haruhi doesn't know why her heart races at your simple question, but she can help it. She lucky she was even able to make an excuse for you to get away from the brothers, claiming she wanted to study with you, which wasn't far from the truth. She just wanted to spend some time with you, together.
She could hear the twin's snicker something, "And she says she isn't jealous." She thinks Hikaru said, she wasn't paying attention. She was too focused on you.
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Hikaru and Kaoru always shared everything.
It was in their nature as twins. It's like they had this mutual understanding that everything they do, they do together. Everything they own, they own together. Everything they are, they are together.
"Hikaru." Kaoru starts, not looking at his brother as he gets ready for bed. "What do you think about (Y/N)?" He whispers, mind wandering with thoughts of you. It was strange for anyone to be able to tell them apart, especially so easily. Ever since that moment, all he could think about was you, it was kind of embarrassing.
Kaoru can hear Hikaru shift slighting before scoffing, "What is there to think about." He says plainly. Karou looks over at him, his brother seemingly completely uninterested.
Kaoru shrugs, "I don't know, don't you think it's strange." He says, watching as his brother rolls his eyes.
"It's not that big of a deal, they probably cheated anyway." Hikaru mumbled the last part, but Kaoru still heard, not responding as he laid down to sleep.
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Apparently, it did matter, because as Hikaru watched you giggle and joke around with Kaoru, he couldn't help but wonder how you knew.
Honestly, it makes him kind of angry. Why was it so easy for you. You had to have cheated, you definitely cheated. There's no other reason for why he feels this way, right?
He hears you giggle again, and Hikaru wanted to rip his hair out. He hated the sound, even more than he hated Kaoru's dumb smile that stretched across his face.
He wanted Kaoru to hate you as much as he did. He wanted you to leave the host club, damn the school entirely, and never come back.
Hikaru watches as Kaoru puts his hand on your arm in a way that was definitely more than platonic, not that you could tell. Disgusted, Hikaru gets up from his seat and storms out of the club room, to where, he doesn't know.
What he does know is he hates the blush that runs up his cheeks when he hears your concern for him as you ask where he's going.
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Kaoru is in love with you. He loves you; he loves thinking about you, he loves talking about you, he loves being with you.
The issue was Hikaru.
Hikaru loved you too, that was obvious by the blush that covered his cheeks when he heard your voice. But he would never admit it. Whether it's because his pride or because some other deep emotion, no one knew. On the outside, Hikaru was able to hide it, but Kaoru knew, Kaoru always knew.
"Just admit it, Hikaru." Kaour started, "You're in love with them." Hikaru scoffed quietly, his uncaring façade never leaving his face.
"Just because you love the Kaoru doesn't mean I do." He spoke. Their bedroom was silent after that, but Hikaru could hear Kaoru lay down on the bed. Hikaru turned towards his brother, bringing his knees to his chest.
Maybe Hikaru did love you. Maybe he wanted to be with you. But he was afraid. Afraid of messing with the delicate balance that him and his brother has. He's afraid of submitting to someone else. Be more that all that, he's afraid of someone taking you from him, and that he'll never have another chance with you.
Maybe Hikaru is in love.
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Mori has always liked the quiet. He's content with watching the world around them in peaceful silence.
His favorite thing to watch is you.
You were becoming a common sight at the host club. You always came for Haruhi, but either the twins or Honey would steal you from her. It was somewhat amusing to watch his colleagues become slowly enamored with you.
He didn't expect it to happen to him, however.
You were nice, too nice for you own good. It started slowly, actions that were barely noticeable to other people. Things like offering a piece of your lunch to him when him and Honey would eat with you. Or when you would see him in the hallways and ask how he was doing. Or when you offered to help him in a class he was struggling with, not expecting anything in return.
His feelings for you slowly and slowly built up like an all-consuming force. Whenever he saw you, the world around him would become hazy and all he could focus on was you.
It became too much, the feelings eventually creeping out of him one random day at school. After taking Honey to his class, he saw you, crouching on the floor, your eyes red and raw.
"(Y/N)." He said, his heart sinking as he hears you sniffle, "what's wrong." You shake your head, choosing to stay quiet. "What happened?" Mori prodded forward as you wiped your eyes.
"Just some stupid classmate." You snarled slightly and rolled your eyes, "vandalized a project of mine. Took me forever." You mumbled.
The familiar feeling of rage pooled up inside Mori. He murmured something about you waiting for him before walking off towards the art classroom.
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Mori has always liked the quiet, especially in moments like this, his breath labored and heavy as sweat beats down his forehead. Below him, a first year, beaten and bruised, but living.
It wasn't hard getting the information from the kid; he was bragging loudly to his friends about the stupid commoner who bumped into him earlier, so he got revenge by destroying the project they were working on.
Mori couldn't explain the rage he felt, but it emanated out of him like steam, it only increasing as he followed the kid back to the art room, cornering him. Before he could even get a word out, Mori's hands were on him, punching and hitting the first year in a blind rage. His fists came down so fast, the first year could barely scream, only small gasps coming from him.
Eventually, the world quiets down, and everything comes back into focus. He turns his head to see your art piece standing up on an easel. He could see bits of the self-portrait behind the mess paint carelessly splattered across the canvas.
Mori slowly stood up, ignoring the barely living kid beneath him as he approached the canvas, carefully caressing the piece of you he could see. He retracts his hand, frowning at the smear of blood left on the canvas.
In this moment, Mori wondered if this was the farthest he would go for you only to laugh at the thought. He was willing to go much, much, further for you.
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"Ah, you're Haruhi's friend." Kyoya already knew you, you've been coming here for weeks. You were sitting at Haruhi's table, waiting for her to finish her classes.
"Um-yeah, what's up?" Kyoya would be lying if he said he didn't think your little stuttering was cute. Kyoya smiled coyly, pushing up his glasses while looking down at you.
"I've heard you are a wonderful artist and would like to commission a piece for the host club's website." He explained. You looked surprised, but who could blame you. An extremely rich student was offering to pay you for your art.
"Oh! What exactly are you looking for?" Kyoya sits down across from you and stares at you with a pleased expression.
"I would like individual portraits of all the hosts, if that is possible." He watches you think for a second before nodding slowly.
"It'll probably take me a while" You mumble to yourself. You look at him with a small tilt of the head, "How much are you paying."
He let out a smile laugh, "I think 14,000 per portrait should suffice." Your eyes nearly popped out of your head at amount. The money was nothing in comparison to what we had, but you didn't have to know that.
You were fast to agree, something Kyoya very much liked.
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Over the next few weeks, Kyoya has been visiting your classroom to view your progress on the portraits. Eventually the visits became less about making sure you were keeping up to schedule and more about well, you.
Kyoya found you so interesting, for a commoner at least. You were shy and quiet, but so fiercely determined when it came to what you were passionate about. And you were talented, very much so. Even with your cheap art supply, you were able to create such beautiful works of art, it was breathtaking.
"You didn't have to get this for me Kyoya." You utter, looking down at the very expensive paints Kyoya purchased for you. Your demeanor became shy when he puts a hand on your back and smiles.
"It's just a small gesture, think of it as a thank you for the portraits." He says. Kyoya looks over at the canvas in front of you, it being a rough sketch of Tamaki. The other, finished painting laying on the floor to dry. What caught his eye however was a painting in the corner, a painting of yourself.
"You're doing a self-portrait?" Kyoya asked, pointing over to the smaller canvas. You quickly get up from your seat and turn the canvas around, embarrassment seeping through your laugh.
"How much?" You look confused, shaking your head.
"It's a project so..."
"After it's turned in and graded, how much for it." You move the painting away to the other side of the room.
"It's not for sale, Kyoya."
"I'll pay double, if that's what you would like?" Now you look frustrated, sitting back down across from the canvas.
"Why do you want it so bad anyway?" You grumble, picking up a paintbrush.
Kyoya moves over to the painting, eyes scanning over your soft features. Kyoya feels as though he could look at the painting for years and keep finding little things about you that made you beautiful. He tears his eyes away from the painting, looking back at you.
"How about triple?"
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Tamaki felt like something was off. Everyone was acting weird today, Haruhi was late, Hikaru and Kaoru were whispering to each other, Honey and Mori seemed distracted, even Kyoya seemed off.
"It seems like the hosts have caught something." Kyoya said while scribbling something in his notebook. Tamaki gave him a raised brow, Kyoya simply smiling. "Who knows, maybe it'll spread to you."
Tamaki doesn't know what he's talking about, none of the members seem ill. Maybe he should wear a mask to school tomarrow?
"Excuse me, you're blocking the door." Tamaki breaks out of his stupor, looking down at you. You looked familiar, he's seen you somewhere before.
"Oh, you're Haruhi's friend, right?" Tamaki asked as he moved for you to enter the classroom. You nod, walking slightly faster as Tamaki attempts to follow you.
"I've seen you at the host club before, why haven't you requested anyone other than Haruhi? Have you and Haruhi been friends long?" He just wouldn't stop talking, and he wounded leave you alone.
"Don't you have a class to be at." You said, and Tamaki bashfully rubbed the back of his neck, giving you a small goodbye before leaving.
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The next time he saw you was at the host club, eating cake and drinking tea with Haruhi. He couldn't stop watching you, and it was distracting him from his host duties.
He had to pull his eyes away from you and focus on the girl at his side, only to hear your voice as you talk to Haruhi and turn back towards you, eyes sparkling at your laugh. To Tamaki, it was like everything was just easier with you. You were easy to love, and you made him feel like he was easy to love.
It became a common thing to see you at the host club, and slowly and slowly, Tamaki was getting closer to you. It started with offering to walk you to class, then giving you treats to take home, eventually those treats becoming expensive gifts that he knew you would never be able to afford. He thrived off of your happy smile when he gave you a gift, the nice touches you gave him when you saw him in the hallways.
But most importantly, he liked the looks of jealousy he got from the other hosts. Whenever he gave you another piece of jewelry or bouquet of flowers, he reveled in the envious glares his club members would give him as you thanked him profusely.
Tamaki never though it was possible for someone like him to become so utterly enamored with someone like you, but it's not like he's complaining, moments like this being his favorite. You were sitting next to him after club hours, helping him with an assignment he was struggling with. From his vantage point, he could see the small wrinkles in your brow, he could smell the smallest hint of your shampoo, it made him want to move closer to you and never move away.
After studying, Tamaki offered to drive you home, which you always refused. He sighed, wishing you wouldn't be so stubborn and let him take care of you, but wished you a safe walk home either way.
Once you were far gone, Tamaki pulled out his phone, dialing Kyoya's number. It rang for a few seconds before he answered.
"Kyoya, I think I caught something."
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A/n: I really don't know what to think about this but either way, request for ohshc if you want.
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thelovinghost · 1 year
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Y/n, addressing the squad: And if you have any suggestions feel free to put them in the suggestion box. Tamaki, writing on a piece of paper, before realizing something: But – that’s just a trash can :( Y/n: It sure is! Kyoya: When did you start getting suggestions? Y/n: Since people realized they like me better than you
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daze4all · 6 months
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Host Club AU Reader Series: Host! Dan Heng, Blade, Jing Yuan, Loucha, Gepard, Sampo
Smoky room and a sweet scent, golden tasseled curtains and a plush velvet loveseat spread out.
In a room where handsome men beckon you into the jazz filled space.
 For a moment to forget your worries and relax
Which Host would you like to request milady?
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3 Takes on This Reverse Harem Setting
Modern Spicy Japanese Host club Guys in Suits with Secrets issue. Stelle /Reader Manager
Comedic Ouran Highschool host Club twist with Stelle/Reader Haruhi forced to crossdress as a host Caelus!
Ancient Asian Past Brothel like Red Light district. Yoshiwara! Past life! Client! Stelle x Host forbidden love. Escape attempt. From red light district prostitution.
Alternative dark setting with forbidden love setting clients customer relations… secret romance to steal away high-class courtesan or ancient Chinese harem setting.
To get you in the mood this spicy Amv of the tall Guys in Suits by Thoma inspired me  abit~
Secrets in the Host Club
Host! Dan Heng has a contract to pay from predecessor top host
Host! Dan Feng who disappeared to have baby Dan Heng due to a scandal with a client. Father-Son or twins? Scandalous~
Or they be the Hitachin Twins lol Brotherly love/ twincest for comedy  value like Ourna Highscool Host Club lol.
Host! Blade abnormally obsessed with beating Dan Heng in the rankings.
 Bl vibes from a past bromance Dan Feng maybe
possible amnesia but flashes of their past lives in yoshiwara maybe?
desire to beat dan heng as top host
-Blade like Mori Like tough silent guy host in OHSHC! AU
Host! Jing yuan Current top one host
been their the longest watching this drama
smugly knowing the whole stories
 Wingman! Jing Yuan secretly wants Blade x Dan Heng together so he can get with manager/reader or Stelle/Caelus
Secretly some ceo or big shot being forced to marry like Tamaki souh but avoiding engagement by  keeping up playboy personality by keeping up the host club.
The Tamaki Souh the King of the host club who wants his host club family to get along and be fam
Host! Loucha maybe sneaked in their as Kyoya keeps it together financially.
-Mysterious
- Spy ! Loucha Secretly undermines  club
- Double Agent! Louche Maybe geos to Belobag! club and have to bring him back for ratings
- but he a double spy who was stealing belobog host sclub’s secrets
- Steals Gepard & Sampo maybes he sways them to join  Xianzhou/Loufu’s Host Club Rival Planets / Clubs
Host! Gepard awkward embarrassed host.
- actually FBI Or undercover COP as sus undercover drug dealing going on.
- Guy Next door? Natural! Host like Haruhi. Or Mori tough guy.
Cop! Gepard there to To bust Host! Sampo being that Sus dealer of kinky toys not drugs lol.
Host! Flirty! Sampo Criminal Dangerous Host
Fun Host Theme nights: Yukata night, suit day,  glasses day, costume day, pirate etc. other kinks ppl can comment.
Host! Stelle : Client, host/crossdressing Caelus or manager willed to take over and run host club that is suffering from a debt from scandal with top star (Dan Feng)
Breaks vase like Haruhi just student at college idk lol gets into shifty host club for rich famous lol
Or modern au or ancient red light district brothel?honkai
NanookL manager! dad of stelle? Debt lender guy have to make up deficit too for club
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joonie7007 · 4 months
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I wish they made another ouran highschool host club
At first I didn’t watch it cuz of the weird trans jokes and the twins 🗿… but after I watched it I loved it I still cringed but oh my gaaaad w show ♥️
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I WISHHH ESPECIALLY WITH MORI SENPAI “it could be like bro can care about to 2 things”
I need more MOREEE ( haruhi and mori ) RAHHH
But yk dang well my boi in fics HE DONT KNOW HOW TO EXPRESS HIS FEELINGS TALL AHH SIRENHEAD HOT MF LOOKING GAHHH
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Also bro look like Ren 😭🙏🏼♥️♥️‼️‼️‼️
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(There’s so much DROOL INSIDE MY MOUTH GAHHHH )
THERES SO MUCH POTENTIAL// especially in today’s time the slight changes they can do or something/
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MAYBEEE IN AN ANOTHER UNIVERSE 😭
Also theirs a musical 💀💀💀❗️❓❓ION BOUT ALL DAT 🗣️🗣️🗣️
I’m just saying random stuff :p
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cosmic-waves7 · 2 years
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OHSHC w a s/o that forgets to take care of themselves
(soft yandere?)
Note: this is like all of them at once, not separately. Romantic or platonic take it as you will babes.
Haruhi is also in this it's all of the host club members
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Once they notice.
They. Will. Not. Leave. You. Alone.
Haruhi will be more calm and understanding.
But the rest?
Run.
(@_@;)
Kyoya will obviously be the first to know, nothing ever passes by him and within seconds he'll have the rest informed.
From then on everyone will be even more overbearing.
Its all out of love of course.
But still.
ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ
Tamaki will immediately insist on you moving into any one of their houses *cough* mansions.
More specifically his house mansion.
He'd never say it in fear of the rest of the members raising hell upon him.
It's your decision in the end if you want to throw your whole home life away, but trust me when I say their all too eager to encourage you to do it.
(・∀・)
When it comes to u suddenly everyone is down to share.
The twins will become personal self-appointed guards to you, following you around everywhere you go.
They'll be pushing water bottles towards you, checking on you during lunchtime.
Kyoya will have a schedule on you - as of he didn't already before they figured you were very clumsy with self care. - And he'll have the twins working through it with you every day making sure you're well cared for.
The twins might think they're your gaurds but really we all know Mori is the one doing all the protecting.
The twins are sweet, they really are but they can be a bit careless so Mori picks up the pieces.
taking you off for study breaks or naps is his specialty.
Honey is all too happy to assist with treats through all of this.
(◕ᴗ◕✿)
He'll always share his cakes and candy with you so the rest really have to keep him in check at times or you'll work up a cavity.
He just pouts each time he's denied.
He's also the first person to tell on you if you're not treating yourself too well.
He's only doing it for your own good.
Along with Mori, Haruhi is they're when you need breathers or something to give yourself a bit of love.
Basically they'll embody the FBI just to make sure you're in tip top shape.
And they take their job very seriously.
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044s · 2 months
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This fanfic is a work in progress… I might release it soon when I have the time later.
So… Who wants to be added to the taglist?
( Also, PLEASE send requests. Not just for Ouran, but for Star Trek and Doctor Who too! )
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I think my asked is sent to the void and re sending it just in case
For Tamaki, Honey, and Kyoya, when their forging commoner crush give them something handmade for their birthday ( liked a knitted sweater or something nice that can be handcrafted)
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Countryside Commoner Reader | Yandere Ouran Host Club
You’ve made your lovely friends something neat for your birthday! A nifty little gift that you were taught to make in your hometown. Too bad a simple token of sweetness to leave these boys addicted to you:
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Tamaki Suoh
“Oh my this….marvelous! I’ll wear it every day!” 
“Er maybe not e’ryday it’ll gets dirty won’t it?”
“Nonsense! It was made by you and that automatically makes it the most pure it can ever be!” 
“O–okay.”
Overdramatic as ever Haruhi might convince you he’s joking
He’s not
In private his huffing at the stitching and woven design trying to smell your scent
He doesn’t wear it outside because he fears someone will steal it from him
Not to impede on his ritual of cataloguing whatever cute things you said and did that day in his (Y/n) room, hugging himself while he wears your creation
“A gift from my rose all for me!”
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Kyoya Ootori
“I kno it’s nota big spenda gift but I like makin’ gif with ma hands. D-do you like it?”
“...I really appreciate it, (Y/n)  I’ve never been given something made with….so much intent.”
“So uh is that a good thin’ or–?”
“It is a very good thing.” 
As soon as he gets home he immediately puts it in an enlightened glass case
Smiling as he documents the date and audio of your voice
He replays it on repeat as he files his paperwork
Letting himself relish in the uneven tones of your voice
“Only you could make me so pathetic (Y/n). I hope you’ll be ready to pay when you’re mine.”
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Mitskuni Haninozuka “Honey”
“Whoa!”
“Happy Birthday made it for ya! I added a lil’ pocket fer candy bits.”
“AAAH! THIS IS THE BEST, (Y/n)!”
Will not put it down for the life of him 
Bragging about it to all that he hosts that day 
Giving it special treatment over Usa-chan
You made it just for him! That solidifies it you really were made for him
You liked making him happy, right?
So much so that you’d want his birthday to be perfect, right?
“Then why don’t you come over! Stay with me forever!”
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yanderecrazysie · 4 months
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i need more yandere cheater tamaki..
PLEASE 😭😭🙏
Ofc, ofc, my precious anon! 
Title: None of Your Concern
Pairings: Tamaki Suoh x Reader
WARNINGS: Yandere themes, swearing, Tamaki is once again an asshole
Summary: Tamaki can’t move on from you, even though it’s his fault you left.
“Get your bitch ass off of my phone
Please leave me alone
I am not your girl anymore
You need to watch your tone”
From “None of Your Concern” by Jhene Aiko
It’s a terrible feeling, the moment your life falls apart, shattering like glass.
You had never liked Tamaki being in the host club, but you had grinned and beared it as best you could. He had been so excited to start it with his friends that you couldn’t help but admire his enthusiasm and had given him the go-ahead, as long as he didn’t go too far with the girls.
You hated sharing your boyfriend with all of the other girls in the school. You hated seeing him acting like he was enamored with every girl who sat as his table.
You had stopped attending the host club shortly after it was created, unable to stand watching your boyfriend feed other girls cake and compliment them, calling them “princess” just like he did for you. He was understanding and apologetic, reminding you that the other girls meant nothing to him. That it was all just an act.
Despite the tugging on your heart and the way your stomach twisted unpleasantly, you believed him.
Until now.
One of Tamaki’s hands lay seated on another girl’s back, pulling her closer into the kiss he had clearly initiated. His other hand delicately cupped her cheek, so much gentler than he had ever treated you. 
Your bag, which had been slung over one shoulder, slipped and hit the ground with a loud THUMP. The two broke apart, still gazing into each other’s eyes. 
“Kyoya, I told you not to bother me,” Tamaki said crossly, not looking away from the other girl for even one second.
A small sob bubbles up from your lips before you can stop it. You had felt so numb that it took even you by surprise. Tamaki’s eyes dart over to the door and he freezes. You can see the horror seize him and you could tell his brain was working furiously, trying to come up with an excuse that you would buy.
“Princess Suki just wanted… I mean…” You could hear the panic in his voice as he searched for the right words, the words that would magically make this okay. You both knew better- knew that there was nothing he could say anymore that would fix his mistakes.
“Don’t bother,” you managed to say through the massive lump stuck in your throat, “Just…” words fail you, but the meaning is clear. You want nothing more to do with Tamaki Suoh.
You turned on your heels and ran from the room. Only when you’re far enough away from the classroom do you let the tears fall. 
You’re plagued by “what ifs” and a mountain of “whys”. You found yourself thinking back to the girl Tamaki had been kissing. It’s because she’s prettier, isn’t it? Did she have something I didn’t?
Your phone buzzed to life with a text. “Can we talk?” You ignore it. “Please?” A few moments of silence graced you before your phone began to ring. You sent it straight to voicemail.
By the time you made it home, your phone had 13 missed calls and dozens of texts. You put your phone on silent and placed it on the nightstand, getting straight into bed. It’s way too early to go to sleep, but you feel as though you’ve run ten marathons. You fell asleep without changing your clothes and awoke to hundreds of texts and about 50 new calls.
You decided to give yourself a day off from school, not ready to face Tamaki or “Suki”. It was a Friday, so you would have the weekend off as well. Your head seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and you had trouble lifting it from the pillow.
You gingerly sniffed your clothes and winced at the smell of sweat. A shower was desperately needed. You hurried off to the bathroom and strip, waiting for the running water to turn from freezing cold to a scalding heat, just the way you liked your showers. 
A knock sounded at your door. You weighed your options and ultimately decided to ignore it. You weren’t expecting any visitors. It was probably just a door-to-door salesman or something.
You slipped into the shower, instantly warmed by the hot water. You let out a pleased sigh as the heat hits your head and back. The knocks at the door became more insistent.
Now that you were in the shower, there was no way you were hopping right back out. You resolved to just take a quick shower and figure out who was at the door after that. Whoever it was could wait, right? But now you had the nagging worry in the edge of your mind that there might really be an emergency.
The knocking continued intermittently throughout your short shower and you hurriedly dressed, half-stumbling to the door and flinging it open once you were decent. There, on your doorstep, with puffy red eyes, was Tamaki Suoh. 
You immediately slammed the door in his face.
“(Y/n)! Please open the door! I’m so sorry, I made a horrible mistake! Please take me back! I… I can’t live without you.”
You had expected to feel guilty or sad, but instead a cold indifference froze over your heart. “Get off my property or I’ll call the police.” Tamaki tried to protest, but your icy voice informed him, “I’m serious.”
You watched through the frosted glass as he reluctantly retreated, figurative tail between his legs. You felt a rush of satisfaction, immediately followed by a wave of sadness. All you could do was bury your face in your hands and sob into them.
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It was an accident, really it was. 
Tamaki had been using Kyoya to pass on messages after you threatened to get a restraining order on him. Kyoya clearly thought it was stupid, but he always seemed to obey Tamaki.
Except now..
Lips pressed together in bliss, his hand on the small of your back, pulling you close just like Tamaki and Suki. This time it was Tamaki’s turn to walk in on the two of you.
You weren’t cheating on him, but you still felt the warm satisfaction of revenge as Tamaki stared at the two of you with disbelieving eyes. His eyes filled with tears and he wasn’t shy about letting them fall from down his cheeks, gathering under his chin and dripping to the floor below.
“How could you?” His voice was choked up, just like yours had been. Serves him right, you think savagely.
“I’m not yours anymore, Tamaki. I can do whatever I want,” you snap at him, cold as ice.
Tamaki’s face goes blank, tears still dripping from his eyes as he glares at Kyoya.
You weren’t his, huh?
Well, he could change that.
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moonyhasmanyanimals · 9 months
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You guys should totally give me requests
(Even though I haven't finished my drafts qwq)
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yandereforme · 11 months
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So…
Since I just finished my yandere Batfam x neglected reader series, I’ve got a couple ideas about what to do next, but I’ve decided to let you guys decide with a poll!
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lovelybrooke · 6 months
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Darling, Let us Love you (Yandere Ouran High School Host Club) Chapter 2.
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You were kind of embarrassed to admit that you wanted to see Haruhi again. After yesterday's ordeal, you didn't want to see or hear anything regrading the Host Club again, but Haruhi was an exception. He was nice, and seemed genuinely sorry for the way his club mates behaved, even texting you afterwords again to apologize.
You haven't seen him all today, which made sense. You weren't in the same class, so you didn't cross paths often. You debated texting him and asking if he'd like to eat lunch with you, but you decided not to as to not seem desperate. Either way, he was probably going to spend time with his club mates, not someone he met a few days ago.
"(Y/n)! Are you listening?" You were broken out of your trance by a shrill sound coming from your phone. It was your coworker, how you couldn't remember the name of even if you tried. "I need you to cover my shift for the next few weeks! Please!" They begged you as you winced away from the phone.
"Yeah, okay, sure." You respond, which gets a relieved sigh from your coworker. They thank you furiously before hanging up, leaving you alone in one of the many gardens of the school.
You started coming out here when your art teacher said you were spending too much time in his classroom. It hurt a bit to be called out like that, but hey, it's his classroom, so you really can't complain. The peacefulness of the garden was nice. There wasn't many people there often, except for the few garden club members, which didn't take much mind to you.
That peacefulness however, was broken by the what could only be described as the loud, excited gasp of a child. Though, when you looked towards the sound, you were only met with Honey. He was sitting on the shoulders of a much taller, much more stoic student, his eyes brimming with excitement, which was a stark contrast to your clear confusion.
"(Y/N)-chan! Hi~" He giggled, waving at you from his high position "What are you doing here?"
You stare dumbly at your phone as you attempt to recover from your shock. "I-uh...had to take a call from my coworker." You mumble, motioning to your phone a bit. He nods, a smile still on his face as whispers something to the one holding him, before he's promptly placed down on his side.
"(Y/n)-chan, have you had lunch yet?" You shake your head no. The upperclassman gasps, taking your hand with overwhelming energy. "You should come have lunch at the Host Club, Haru-chan would love to see you!" You feel yourself growing embarrassed at the statement. Haruhi was thinking of you? Before you could look anymore stupid, you shake your head slightly, peering down at the boy.
"Are you sure, I mean--isn't there club stuff going on during lunch?" Honey shakes his head a bit.
"There is, but it's not that big of a deal, come on!" Before you could even protest, you were being pulled out of the garden at impressive speed by the upperclassman. You try your best to avoid the gaze of the people around you, all looking in either jealously or confusion. Behind you, there was Honey's friend, who you heard referred to as Mori-senpai in passing. It doesn't take you long to remember that he was in the host club too, and that you just never got his name. That must've been why you didn't recognize him earlier.
"Honey-senpai, why were you and Mori at the garden anyway?" You ask when you finally calm down. You hear Honey giggle, and you notice that you're no longer being pulled by him. You're at the host club, and Honey is looking up at you with admittedly cute eyes.
"Me and Mori were going to get lunch when we saw you." He explains. "I thought it be nice to eat lunch together, right?" He giggles, but strangely waits for you to respond.
"Yeah--I guess." You hoped you sounded convincing, you really didn't want to upset an upperclassman. Honestly, you'd rather be anywhere other than the host club right now, but it wasn't like Honey really gave you any choice, any the thought of seeing Haruhi did seem nice.
Honey lets out yet another adorable giggle, before opening the doors to the club. You feel your breath hitch when you step into the room. It was so bright, and the smell of tea, coffee, and cake waft through the air. A part of you felt comforted, until you heard the squeals of girls as they talk to the host and then you're brought back to reality.
You look around the room a bit, and of course, you were met with the sight of the hosts doing their best to romance the girls around them. You weren't one to judge, especially when it came to money, but honesty, is this really what rich people spend their money on?
"Oh-(Y/n), welcome in." It was him again, Kyoya, the scary one with glasses. You don't waste time looking over at him. He, like always, was smiling, but you really couldn't tell the true meaning behind it. "What brought you here today, I'm positive you couldn't afford anything." He mumbled the last part, but you heard him loud and clear.
Before you could offer him offer him a smart reply, Honey butted it. "We're going to eat lunch together, right (Y/n)-chan?" Honey grips your hand, tight. It made you look down at him, but he was already looking at you. Unlike earlier, you weren't moved by his gaze, but instead, slightly afraid. You feel as though you have no choice but to nod. Instantly, his face light up, and he was back to being the adorable boy you knew him as.
You were pulled away from Kyoya and placed on a fancy looking couch. In front of you was an assortment of cakes and teas, all which looked mouth watering. Honey and Mori both sit down at a couch across from you, Honey looking ten times more excited than Honey, who still appeared ridged and aloof. "Go on, take one, they're super yummy." Honey says when he notices your hesitance. You wait a moment, like if you took a bite someone would run up and swat it out of your hand. After a while, and much insistence by Honey, you take a bite of chocolate cake, and it was amazing. It melted in your mouth and had so much delicious flavor. You wanted to keep eating it forever and ever, until you realized it was gone.
"Did you like it?!" Honey looks at you expectingly, his smile widening when you nod. He pushes a few more plates of cake to you and you happily take them.
"Hey~What are you doing here?" You look over to your side, your mouth filled with cake and your eyes wide. Of course, Hikaru was on your right, and it wasn't too much to assume that Kaoru was on your left. At this point, the twins were no longer that much of a surprise to you. You slowly swallow your cake before acknowledging the two.
"Oh--hey."
"...Thats all you have to say?" You hear Hikaru ask. You shrug, moving to grab another slice of cake, much to Honey's happiness.
"They're eating cake with me! I would offer some to you both, but it looks like we're all out." The table was devoid of any food, plates and crumbs being the only thing left. Did you seriously eat that much already, you swear you only had like three slice. Honey must've ate a bunch while you were in cake heaven.
"That's no big deal Honey, that's not why we're here." Kaoru says, tilting his head towards you. "We wanted to ask (Y/n) here to our party next week." A dramatic gasp leaves Honey's mouth, diverting your attention from the orange haired brothers to him. His eyes were wide, just like his smile.
"Oh! I almost forgot!" Honey gasps, making you confused.
"What party?" You question.
"The Host Club is hosting a party for the end of the semester." Kyoya, who suddenly appeared behind the couch you and the twins were sitting on, said. "It's a great way to wish farewell to our wonderful customers before winter break." What he really means is to make some extra money before his entire clientele leaves. You nod along with his words, not really caring about what he was saying.
"Sorry, I'm not really the party type, y'know?" You attempt to let the twins down, but they persist.
"C'mon--it's not like we're asking you on a date. We just want to see you out of your shell, you're so quiet all the time." Okay, ouch. You did think they were asking you on a date, but Hikaru didn't have to be so mean about it. Kaoru from his spot on your left reaches behind the couch to smack his brother on the shoulder, sending him a glare.
"What my brother meant to say," Kaoru puts a hand on your arm, it was a comforting presence in comparison to his brother. "Is that we think you'd have fun, we know we would if you were there." Kaoru whispers to you. You feel your throat tighten up at the close proximity, making you so nervous you stand right up, placing your plate down awkwardly on the table in front of you.
Attempting to calm yourself down, you wipe your hands on your pants, eyes darting from the twins to the floor in a panic. You had to come up with something, or else you'd be stuck he fumbling around forever. "I--uh--can't. Have to cover my coworkers shift for the next few weeks, I'll be packed."
"We haven't even told you what date the dance would be though." You can hear the subtle teasing behind Kyoya's words, the smirk seemingly never ending. It made your stomach flip, and you questioned just running out of the room entirely before the glorious sound of the school bell rung in your ears.
"I-I'm sorry, I just can't...thank you for the invite though. Bye." You awkwardly bow before rushing out of the room.
"Hika-chan! Why'd you have to go and make them nervous." Honey chides the boy. Hikaru doesn't respond, neither does his brother, both of them staring at the door you left out of.
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You swear, embarrassment is a curse.
You couldn't stop thinking about the twins, their sharp smiles and annoying giggles. The way they embarrassed you in the Host Club and wouldn't leave you alone. It's tiring, and it makes you nervous for how Haruhi thinks. You wonder if Haruhi thinks you're a mess now, if he's embarrassed of you and that's why he hasn't talked to you since that day in the club room.
Unknown Number: Hey!
The buzzing of your phone interrupts your nervous thinking.
(Y/n) (L/n): I'm sorry, who's this.
Unknown Number: It's Kaoru. I got your number from Haruhi.
You nod to yourself, typing in Kaoru's name in your contacts.
Kaoru: I just wanted to apologize for Hikaru, I know what he said was mean, but we genuinely meant it. We would really like for you to come to the party, it would make it way more fun.
You sigh. It was impossible to stay mad at Kaoru. He was a sweet boy, and you couldn't deny how nice he made you feel. Was it weird to feel this way towards someone you just met, probably. But he was kind to you, so it wasn't terrible.
(Y/n) (L/n): I understand, don't worry. I wish I could go, but I really am busy.
Kaoru takes a while to respond, bubbles popping up and disappearing over and over before finally replying.
Kaoru: That's fine! Though, if you reconsider, I'd love to take you, like as a date, not just to hang out.
Two times today did Kaoru nearly make your heart stop, it was hammering so hard in your chest that you were sure it was going to break out. You kept staring at the message until somehow you worked up the courage to respond.
(Y/n) (L/n): I'll think about it, not promises though.
Kaoru: Okay, okay. I'll take to you later. Bye, bye <3
Ugh, these twins were going to be the death of you.
"Hey, there you are." You look away from your phone, staring up at Haruhi. It was almost surprising to see him there, somehow your conversation with Kaoru nearly made you forget about Haruhi, as bad as that sounds.
Haruhi takes a quick glance at your phone, eying the contact before you're able to shut it off. "Oh, I was going to tell you know, but I guess Kaoru texted you first." He rubs the back of his head awkwardly, blushing a bit. "Yeah, he said he had something important to ask you, so I gave it to him. Hope you're not mad at me." He takes a seat next to you as you shake your head.
"Oh, it's no big deal. It wasn't that important anyway." Haruhi nods his head, silence falling over you two. It was awkward, especially when you could tell that Haruhi was taking small glances towards you every once in a while.
"Um--we're you looking for me or..." You whisper, looking at Haruhi. his face was red and he looked incredibly uncomfortable. He was stiff as you look over to him, back straight and fist clenched tight.
"Uh--yeah." You hear him gulp before staring at you. It was intense, and you swear his anxiety was radiating onto you. "I wanted to see if you'd like to go to the Host Club party with me." He whispered.
You couldn't believe it, was Haruhi actually asking you? Today felt like some strange dream, and this was just the cherry on the cake. "L-like a date?" You ask, feeling your heart hammer away again.
Haruhi's blush darkens, adverting his gaze from you to the floor. "I mean, if you want it to be that then..."
You didn't know where your confidence came from, but you took Haruhi's hand in yours. You were so nervous your hand was shaking, but you're sure Haruhi's was also shaking, which somehow calmed you a bit.
"I'd really like that, Haruhi."
Haruhi calms, relaxing a bit, and smiling at you.
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