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athenasilver7 · 1 year ago

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Could I request ohshc x reader headcannons (separately) where reader is being bullied and goes to them?

OHSHC (separately) x GN Reader

💙 Hikaru 💙

When you come to him crying about being bullied, he just about snaps.

When you tell him it’s been happening for months? He almost loses his damn mind.

“What do you mean ‘months’?! Why didn’t you come to me sooner?!?” He grips at your shoulders a little to hard.

Yeah, he flips out. Not his best moment, nor is it the best reaction to be having right now.

He feels so fucking bad when your crying increases, no thanks to him, obviously.

Hikaru takes a deep breath and calms down. He starts soothing you, holding you in his arm and rubbing your back, mutter a few apologies to you.

When you finally relax and are able to tell him all the details, well… let’s just say he makes a few calls.

Unfortunately, your bully stays at Ouran. So naturally Hikaru takes things into his own hands.

He starts pulling restless pranks on your bully until they get fed up and transfer.

🤍 Tamaki 🤍

Tamaki eventually catches you crying to yourself one day in the gardens. He’s obviously worried and rushes over to you and asked what’s wrong.

All you can manage to sob out is, “I-I’m getting b-bullied…”

……

………….

He holds you tightly in a protective embrace, stroking your hair to soothe you as you cry against his chest.

He’s… quiet. Very quiet.

Tamaki waits patiently until you’re able to collect yourself. He caresses you cheek with a frown.

“My dear… Who is it? Who’s doing this to you?” His tone is low and his voice wavers as he talks.

You tell him who’s been bullying you.

He spends a few days conversing with your bully, trying to talk them in to changing their habits.

If you bully changes their ways, good. Tamaki won’t care for them, obviously, but he’s at least glad they’ve become a better person. And Tamaki will be practically glued to your side so this doesn’t happen again.

If your bully doesn’t change their ways, Tamaki will jump though hoops of several shenanigans to get them to stop and keep them away from you. If all that fails, he’ll reluctantly get his father to kick them out of the school. Ouran is no place for bullying, after all.

❤️ Haruhi ❤️

Well… that’s just not acceptable.

Haruhi, calmly, goes up to your bully and confronts them on their behaviour.

She’s unaware, but as she’s confronting them she’s roasting the hell out of them.

“I don’t know, bullying just seems like your lacking a hobby or something.” Her deadpan voice just makes the whole thing that much better.

Your bully scoffs and doesn’t let up as they continue to bully you the upcoming days.

Haruhi eventually snaps when she witnesses your bully trying to shove you into the fountain.

“Hey! Knock it off! Seriously, how childish do you have to be? Listen, clearly you have something going on in your personal life, and I’m sorry, but that’s no excuse to be taking it out on someone else. And if there isn’t anything personal going on in you life, then just screw off or else I’m telling the chairman!”

Your bully is baffled at Fujioka’s anger and backs off pretty quickly after that. Your bully even starts avoiding you in the hallways, keeping their distance. Haruhi just glares aggressively at them every time she sees them.

💗 Honey 💗

Tired from the constant bullying, you eventually spill your guts to him, bawling as you do so.

Honey is taken aback, but still obviously very concerned. And mad. Not mad at you, heavens no. Mad at your bully.

Granted, he maintains a calm composure on the outside to calm you.

He calms you by patting your head and whispering compliments to you, assuring you that the insults your bully throws at you aren’t true at all.

He offers you desserts and milk. You don’t want deserts? That’s fine, what do you want? You’re nuts if you think he won’t get you a crate of your comfort food.

The next day at school, all Honey has to do is walk up your bully, and your bully is immediately shaking.

Dude… Honey is practically a human weapon. Who wouldn’t be shitting bricks?

The glare on Honey’s face is not helping in the slightest.

Your bully is quick to run away, and transfers out of Ouran immediately.

🧡 Kaoru 🧡

Oh, sweetness… come here.

Lanky arms and legs wrap around you sloth-style.

He doesn’t know why you’re crying. He doesn’t need to know. He just knows that right now you need comfort, and he’s more than willing to give it to you.

I presses gentle kisses to your forehead and cheeks. “Shh, shh, shh… You’re okay. You can tell me anything.” He whispers.

And tell him you do.

He’s frozen for a moment.

He collects himself and goes back to comforting you, telling you how brave and strong you are, and that you should come to him sooner when you’re in trouble.

The next day, much like what Hikaru would do, Kaoru restlessly pranks your bully until they transfer out of Ouran.

Kaoru may be sweet and nice, but he’ll be damned if someone he loves is hurt and he doesn’t do anything about it.

🖤 Mori 🖤

You’re reluctant to tell him for a very long time. Mori is just so calm and tough, a-and… and you’re not. You don’t want to feel like you’re burdening him or relying on him, so… you bite your tongue and deal with it.

Mori, ever the observant one, is quick to notice your change in behaviour the past few weeks.

“Y/N.”

You startle as Mori’s deep voice breaks through the silence.

“…Yeah?” You slowly turn to face him, acting casual.

“What’s wrong.”

You don’t know how, but he managed to phrase that like it wasn’t even a question, he’s telling you to tell him what’s wrong.

You avert your gaze awkwardly and eventually spill the beans.

Mori listens intently, and when you’re done he hums and nods. He gestures you over to him and wraps a protective arm around you, rubbing your back and pressing a tender kiss to your forehead.

The next day at school Mori, calmly, punches the wall next your bully and glares down at them. “…Y/N.” He says.

Your bully looks up at Mori with wide eyes, visibly shaking. “Y-Y/N?” Your bully asks, confused.

Mori nods, leaning down face to face with your bully. “Leave them alone.” He demands lowly.

Your bully scrambles a nod and hastily dashes down the hall. Your bully sure as hell never bothers you again after that.

💜 Kyoya 💜

Now, he’s quick to notice.

Although, he feels like an idiot for not noticing the first few days it started happening. But as the days went on, your facade slowly fell, and he quickly pieced everything together from there.

“…Y/N, is there anything you would like to tell me?” He asks casually, scribbling something down in his notebook, his tone implying that you will tell him something.

“…No.” You mutter.

Kyoya sigh and pushes up his glasses. “Are you certain?” He asks again, a twinge annoyed.

You fidget with your sleeves for a bit before telling him everything about the bullying.

That’s all he needed to hear. He wanted to know just how bad the bullying is from your end.

At that, your bully just ‘mysteriously’ disappears after that day.

You squint at Kyoya suspiciously after a month of your bully not being at school.

“…Did you kill them?” I ask Kyoya with wide, accusing eyes.

He huffs in frustration and places down his pen. “No. They just decided to transfer.”

“…Because you threatened them.” You accuse.

Kyoya merely sighs.

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cherryblossompink303 · 5 months ago

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Patience: ~The twins fight!~

➼ pairing: Kyoya Ootori x Reader �� summary: The twins get bored and decide to play around with the two girls of the host club and chaos breaks loose. ➼ what to expect: "I'd look out , for a moment there it sounded like you care" ➼ warnings: none ➼ Part Four | Part Six

"Let's Play the 'which one is Hikaru?' game" The twins chime out, introducing the game that they have played with the clients ever since the host club started.

"So? Can you tell which one of us is Hikaru?” the twins tease in unison.

“Well, it’s hard to say!”

“You’re identical!” The guests gush over the twins in awe.

“Many ladies have tried to tell us apart, but so far none have succeeded.” they wag their fingers in a demeaning fashion.

"That's the dumbest game i've ever heard" Haruhi comments, sat with you having coffee. "They've always done this, it is silly but the girls seem to like it" you shrug.

"You just don't like it because you never guess right y/n" Hikaru appears out of seemingly nowhere as if they heard you from across the room. "No, I never guess because you lie, statistically someone should guess right 50% of the time and yet they never do, I wonder why that is" You taunt, Kyoya chuckles from a nearby table.

The twins gasp dramatically in offence "We would never lie!" the two of them exclaim in unison. "You're jealous because we are so popular" Kaoru accuses, sticking a finger in your face "I'm not even a host, why would I be jealous?"

"Apparently you don’t understand the merits of having a pair of twins as members of the Host Club.”

"Other than you driving Tamaki up the wall?" you tease, knowing what they meant, your the host club's manager you've seen the numbers of it all, next to Tamaki the twins were extremely popular, although you never fully understood the appeal.

“Listen up! Having a couple of good-looking guys with homosexual tendencies earns the club high points. It also helps if the two struggle between their attraction and their friendship.”

You nod, trying to turn away and out of this conversation but they follow your gaze. "And in our case, because we’re twins, our relationship is taboo, and therefore more intriguing.” you grimace, you never try to put too much thought in Hikaru and Kaoru's relationship for the sake of your job, so saying it directly wasn't fun to hear.

The twins appear surrounding a guest. Hikaru tilts her chin his way, whispering into her ear.

“And besides, who hasn’t fantasized about twins? Having two lovers is better than one, don’t you think?”

Kaoru replaces Hikaru’s hand with his own, directing the guest his way, “It’s a young woman’s romantic fantasy.”

The guest stammers, “Well, I- um… yeah, you’re right! I can’t take it!” other guests join in on her squealing. "So you see y/n-"

"Don't, I get the picture, just get back to work"

"Hikaru! Kaoru!” Tamaki appears screaming

The twins mirror each other, hands perched on their hips, “Hm?”

Enraged, Tamaki continues, “When I have control of the club’s website, I did so on one condition! That you take it seriously!” Tamaki shrieks in mortification.

“We take our job very seriously, Boss,” Hikaru assures.

Kaoru waves his hands eccentrically, “In fact, last night we worked on it till dawn.”

Tamaki opens his laptop aggressively, “Is THIS what you worked so hard to create?!” He smacks the keyboard, showing images of Haruhi and You pop up.

"What the..."

Haruhi had been photoshopped- Suprisingly well- to make her appear shirtless, although it was obvious that it was fake since obviously Haruhi does not have the chest of a guy. Meanwhile the twins had edited pictures of you to show more collarbone, one photo being taken from behind had you with a completely exposed back.

"Hm, I didn’t notice that change in the website.”

You nearly jump out of your skin at the voice adjacent to you. None other than Kyoya stands emotionless beside you, observing the picture on the monitor.

“Please don’t tell me you were involved in this.” You plead, knowing that if anyone were to supply the photos used to create these it would be Kyoya. "No, but they are doing remarkably well"

It takes all the strength within you not to hit Kyoya up the back of his head. "Why did you even do this! I'm not even a host, not to mention the fact that the host club has an all female demographic!" You cry, voice increasingly getting higher.

You were going to lose your mind, you know the body in the photos wasn't yours but you were uncomfortable showing a lot of skin regardless, even if it wasn't technically your skin.

“You look great, y/n-Chan!” Honey exclaims from behind you. You make a quick movement and cover his eyes with your hand, much to his confusion.

“Oh! We never see much of y/n! I wanna see!”

“That’s why.” Kyoya points with his pen to the girls fawning over the revealing photo of you.

“Plus, I’m sure our male hosts don’t mind taking a glance at it from time to time.” he shrugs. Oh you were going to kill him.

“You-!”

Tamaki snatches the laptop from you and hands it to the awaiting girls. You exclaim in protest and reach for it, but it’s too late.

“Tell me when!”

“Huh?” the twins tilt their heads.

“When did you take naked pictures of y/n and Hruhi?!”

“Oh, dear god.” You shove your face into your hands and resist the urge to scream.

“You bribed her, didn’t you!” Tamaki starts to cry, grabbing at his hair anxiously.

“You’re imagining things.”

“It’s obvious that the photo’s been altered.”

“It was photoshopped?” Tamaki whimpers, facing the twins with dread.

"Trust me Tamaki I knew nothing about this"

“We did a pretty good job, huh?” Hikaru slides next to Tamaki with Kaoru, shrugging identically.

“We’ve got some major photoshopping talent.” Kaoru brags unabashedly.

“You idiots! That’s a waste of your skills! Have you no shame?!”

Tamaki’s attitude takes a swerve, now kneeling before the twins, pleading, “But if you’re going to do it anyway, can you photoshop Haruhi into this idol photo book?” He presents the twins with the photo book excitedly.

This time, it’s Haruhi’s face that pales, becoming white-faced. You can’t help but laugh.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Boss, why don’t you just-”

“-ask her if she’d wear an outfit like one of those.” the twins suggest, much to Haruhi’s dismay.

Tamaki glances at Haruhi with hopeful eyes, “I never thought to ask her…” he tip-toes behind her and presents her with a pink, frilly dress.

“What do you think about this, my dear?”

“What are you doing with that dress?” Honey tilts his head.

“I would have to agree with Tamaki; I’d love to see what Haruhi looked like if he dressed as a girl!” A guest abandons the laptop to pay attention to Haruhi and Tamaki’s interaction.

“Oh, he’s so cute! I’m sure he’d look great no matter what you put him in.”

Haruhi sighs in exasperation, turning to look at Tamaki with a half-assed glare. Tamaki bursts into tears and drifts away.

You snatch the laptop while it’s unattended and slam it shut, irked. "Okay that's enough, no more creepy photoshops of me and Haruhi you perverts, what do you take us for anyway?"

The twins share an identical smirk with a hum, “Isn’t that obvious? You’re our toys.”

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As we were saying, in order to entertain one’s self in this otherwise boring life-”

“One must find himself stimulating toys.”

You and Haruhi groan in unison “we are not your toys, okay?” The twins shrug with mischievous chuckles.

Suddenly, a door appears behind the three of you, revealing someone cloaked in darkness and peeking out from behind them.

“You want a toy?”

The voice calls your attention as well as the twins’, the three of you glancing over with a chorused confused, “Huh?”

“Toys, toys, if you like toys, then you should come and visit my black magic club.” the figure with a deep voice holds a candelabra.

The pieces fit together in your brain, and you realize the intimidating figure only to be Nekozawa-Senpai. You sigh heavily.

“We’ve opened a marketplace that boasts black magic items from across the globe. We’re also holding mass around the clock.”

Neko’s voice pricks the hairs standing straight on the back of Tamaki’s neck, drawing his attention and fear over to him.

“If you visit right now, I’ll even throw in a free curse doll. You can have Beelzenef as your free gift.”

You snort at the mere name of the doll. The twins struggle to hold in their laughter as well.

“Why is he talking to us through a crack in the door?” Haruhi asks from beside you.

“Wait a second, has that door always been there-?”

Kyoya meanders to the four of you with his infamous folder, “Nekozawa-Senpai likes to hide, he doesn’t really care for brightly lit places.” he clarifies at Haruhi’s question.

You raise your hand childishly, “I still have a question about the door-”

Tamaki stalks up behind Haruhi and speaks abruptly, “Don’t get involved with that guy, Haruhi.”

Haruhi leaps into the air with a yelp at his sudden appearance.

Tamaki isn’t phased in the least, “If you do, you’ll end up being cursed!”

“Do you have any basis for that?” you can’t help but snicker at Tamaki’s attitude toward the clearly harmless elder student.

Dramatically, “Yes! And you should know that! It happened during final exams at the end of the last school year! It’s terrifying just to talk about it.”

“On that fateful day, I accidentally stepped on that weirdo Nekozawa’s cursed doll, Beelzenef. Afterward, I took my exam and the entire test was written in some strange lettering! I looked to the others around me for help and realized I knew none of them! I was all alone in a different dimension!”

Honey cries in the backdrop, “Scary!”

“Did that really happen to you?!” Haruhi gasps.

Kyoya clarifies, “That only happened because you were so scared you accidentally walked into the beginning Greek class and took their exam.” he rolls his eyes.

“No, it was a curse! I know because three days later, I woke up and my legs were as heavy as lead! Just how do you explain that?!” Tamaki challenges.

"your legs were heavy because you ran a marathon the day before, remember?” you point out

Nekozawa appears near you, Kyoya, and Tamaki with a warning, “You shouldn’t underestimate the dark powers of Beelzenef the curse doll! All you have to do is write the name of someone you hate on his back. Then that person is certain to come face to face with misfortune!”

Wow, this guy is dark in more ways than one,” Hikaru observes as Tamaki shakes in fright.

“Supposedly, he hates bright lights,” Kaoru glances at his twin with a glint in his eye, “I wonder what he’ll think of this?” He brings a flashlight out from behind his back, flicking it on and off.

The light shines brightly onto Nekozawa, and incidentally, Tamaki, startling them both.

“You murderers!” Nekozawa shrieks as he dashes back to the safe darkness of his club room, slamming the door behind him.

Tamaki lets out a harrowing shriek, “How on earth could you do such a thing?! Obviously the two of you don’t know the true terror of black magic!” he attempts to scold the twins as they wander off.

They throw themselves into chairs alongside each other boredly.

“Ugh, I am so bored.”

“Isn’t there anything fun we can do around here?”

Being ignored is one of Tamaki’s worst nightmares. So he confines himself to his sulking corner and crouches in shame, “My dignity as the club’s leader is being ignored.”

“It sure is.” you tsk as you shake your head at the twins’ behavior.

“Hey, y/n, we’ve got a favor to ask you.” Both Hikaru and Kaoru raise their hands in unison, gaining your attention. “What is it?”

“The next time we get a day off,”

“Can we come over to your place and hang out?”

You tense up at the question "Why would you do that?" in the two years you had been living in Japan you never really had the club members round to your place, while they all lived in mansions you lived in a small apartment not far from the school.

“We’re curious! We wanna see where you live.”

Without hesitation, you have an answer, “No way.” Your response is immediate.

“Aw, pretty please?” they plead annoyingly. "You never let us come round" Kaoru spoke up.

"I’ve been curious as well; I don’t think any of us have been to your house before.” As per usual, Kyoya appears beside you

“No way in hell, Kyoya,” you deadpan. The crease between Kyoya’s brows becomes more prominent at your response. "Besides, it was your family who set me up with my place, I honestly thought you knew where I live"

Kyoya shrugged "I know your address but I haven't seen it in person, I don't go that far in depth in my research"

“We can settle this with a game!” The twins adorn their green caps.

“If you can’t pick out which one of us is Hikaru, then your penalty will be the two of us coming over to your house later tonight.” They shuffle themselves back and forth, spinning.

“Okay! So which one of us is Hikaru?”

Relief floods your system that the game is so simple- they’ll never have to come over. You point confidently, “This one’s Kaoru, this one’s Hikaru.”

The twins prance in accomplishment, “Uh oh! You got it wrong!” They grin.

You raise an eyebrow that they were still choosing to lie even to you “No, I know I’m right. You guys may look alike, but you’re very different.” you clarify.

The twins let out a mildly frightened laugh, trying to keep their composure.

"How did you do that, y/n? Whenever they wear those hats to cover up which way they part their hair, it’s practically impossible to try and figure out which twin is Hikaru and which one is Kaoru!” a guest catches your attention.

“How can you tell them apart?” Another asks.

"I have to spend every day around them for one, you slowly start to pick up on little things, Hikaru is more impulsive than kaoru while kaoru is more mischevious with his plots"

Kaoru snorts and covers his mouth with his hand, “Sorry, Hikaru, I don’t mean to laugh.” But as he says it, his light chuckle transforms into full-blown laughter.

“Well, I don’t see what’s so funny. I’m honest, I speak my mind, and I don’t hold back.” Hikaru closes his eyes and holds his head high.

“It’s sneaky people like Kaoru who are the troublemakers.”

Kaoru’s eyes open wide and the laughter stops. He rises from his hunched position and glares at Kaoru, suddenly serious.

“Don’t turn this on me, Hikaru. After all, I’m the one who’s always going along with all of your selfish games.”

“I may suggest them, but you’re the one who really gets into them, Kaoru. If you hate it so much, then why don’t you just stop?”

“Because I’d hate to see you make an ass of yourself in front of everyone. It was your idea to call y/n our toy, but I noticed you were quick to make a pass at her,”

You slowly try to creep away from the twins, no longer wanting to be apart of whatever is going on, accidentally backing into Kyoya, who grasps your shoulders to stabilise you. "Are you alright?"

“What’s going on?” your voice is unsteady. He follows your finger and shrugs. “I’m not sure.”

“Admit it, Hikaru, you’re actually in love with y/n, aren’t you?”

You're eyes widen in pure shock, in the years that you had known the twins neither had expressed any romantic interest in you, or at least none that you had noticed. Kyoya's grip on your shoulders tighten a little.

“You’ve got it all wrong, Kaoru! Man, you’re such a freaking idiot!”

“Why would I fall for her? I mean, she looks like a tanuki.” Hikaru reasons.

“Wow, thank you so much Hikaru, appreciate it" you mutter.

“Awesome. This is just perfect!”

Something powerful shakes the ground and rises from the floor.

The motor carries Renge, much to your dismay.

“Our beloved y/n is in the middle of a beautiful yet poignant four-sided romantic relationship!”

“Four-sided-?” You glance around cluelessly.

“And to make it even more exciting, two of y/n’s admirers are twins, torn apart by love! Just the thought of it could make me eat three bowls of rice!”

“Oh butt out, Otaku.” The twins groan. You speak up, “Actually, this is the first time she’s acknowledging my existence so-”

“You guys are meanies, you shouldn’t say something like that to your manager!” Renge cries.

“Never mind.” you pout.

“I’m confused, I thought that you had decided to go back home to France, Renge.” Haruhi points out.

“Well, I was going to start up a host club of my own, but I don’t think France is ready for a host club just yet.” Renge explains.

“Cut it out, already!” The exclamation draws everyone’s attention back to the twins.

“You’re the one who’s always crawling into my bed! Talk about annoying!” Hikaru huffs angrily.

“I only do that cause you look lonely! I wouldn’t choose to sleep in your bed, you idiot!”

Somehow, the twins’ guests find their bickering to be dote-worthy.

“Who are you calling an idiot, you’re the one who sucks at math?” Hikaru fires back with rage.

“Oh yeah? Well, you’re failing your foreign language class, you big dummy!”

“The way you grind your teeth is deafening!”

“At least I don’t toss and turn so much that I fall out of bed!”

“Sex Pixie!”

“Sicko!”

“YOUR MAMA WEARS TOO MUCH MAKEUP!”

“That’s it! We’re over!”

Silence falls over the host club, you look up to see kyoya's equally shocked face.

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By the time you had reached lunch the next day everyone was getting sick of the twins fighting. Haruhi had told you that the twins had showed up to class with dyed hair and nearly tore the classroom apart.

As you along with the rest of the host club entered the refractory the twins were still arguing, this time over what they were ordering for lunch

“I was wondering what all the fuss was about. I can’t believe the two of you are still fighting, you’re a disgrace to the host club.” Tamaki says as you all enter.

“Hey, look who it is.”

“Oh, I love them…”

“I’ve never seen them all together like this…”

"We've had enough of this! You're both to blame for this!" Honey demands.

You turn to Kyoya "I'm surprised you joined us Kyoya, you never normally eat here" you point out, Kyoya still scribbling in his notebook. "Yes well given the circumstances I figured that it would be best that I come and keep an eye on things lest they start chucking things around the room again. I don't want someone to get hurt"

"Someone?" You ask, sending him a pointed look, kyoya glares at you over the rim of his glasses "Don't want to see you needing a doctor, we both know how that would go" he smirks.

You laugh "I'd look out Kyoya, for a moment there it sounded like you care about me" you faux horror. He tutted through a smile "Well we can't have that can we?"

“I don’t care if my boxed lunch is in an embarrassing heart shape! I will eat it!” Tamaki’s shout echoes in the expansive dining hal, leaving the two of you to stare at him in confusioon.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, but it’s evident that your fantasies are completely incoherent.” Kyoya departs, carrying his meal on a tray.

“y/n, you wanna sit here with me?” Hikaru pulls out a seat next to him and gestures to it, suddenly calm, separate from Kaoru.

“Uh, okay.” You approach sceptically, sitting down next to him.

“So what’s that?” He points to your little container you’ve brought with you, “What’d you bring for lunch?”

“Just some food I made before school" you shrug.

“You wanna switch with me? I had to order something different than Kaoru, so I ended up with stuff I don’t really like.” He pushes his tray in your direction and swipes up your container.

“That’s fine with me.” You shrug, taking a fork and poking at the food on your new spread. You begin to chew on a bite, humming with satisfaction and chewing thoroughly.

Kaoru pulls out a chair on the other side of you, “So, y/n, is that any good? How would you like to taste mine? Here.”

He slides his fingers under your chin and aims a spoon toward your mouth, tilting your chin upwards. Your face flushes at the proximity.

Hikaru leans forward and eats what’s on Kaoru’s soon, “Quit butting in, get lost, Kaoru.” He deadpans. You squeak and jerk away, separating yourself from the twins glaring at each other.

Kaoru hesitates before chucking a bowl of soup in Hikaru’s direction.

Although it looks like Hikaru has received the blow, he pulls on Tamaki’s tie to reveal that he shielded himself with his own boss. He smirks.

Before you know it, you’re caught in another crossfire between them. Chairs, plates, food, and even Honey is thrown between them.

You slip away and somehow yet again ended up sat by Kyoya yet again “Weren’t you enjoying yourself over there? I'm sure the twins are excellent company”

“Very funny.” Your eyes roll exaggeratedly, opening up your food. "Why have you brought your own lunch? I understand why Haruhi requires a boxed lunch but you and I both know you are in a vastly different situation to her"

"I don't know I just... I've felt weirdly homesick this week, I figured making some food from where I am from would help" you shrug, Kyoya hums back in understanding "Could I...try some?" He asked, slightly sheepishly which was a rare look for him.

You nod, smiling back as you slide over the box for him to stick his fork in, patiently awaiting as he took a taste. His face lights up in a mix of surprise and delight "This is really good"

"You think? I don't think myself to be that much of a chef" you shrug, sliding the box back to take a taste for yourself "You made this?" you smile back at him nodding "yeah"

Kyoya hums, staring back at you with a look that you couldn't quite place. "You should tell me about your home country more often" he lightly commented, returning to his own food. You stared back at him in mild shock, "Yeah"

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"Looking at the numbers, if this situation isn’t resolved, I’m afraid we’re going to have to stop offering our brotherly love package. We’re down one pair of loving brothers.” Kyoya grumbles, sitting directly across from you.

“Oh, y/n, I just want you to know there’s no reason for you to feel responsible. Even though it was your tactless comment that started this whole feud between the twins in the first place, right?”

Your shoot him a dead pan glare. Clearly he did blame you despite the fact that the twins kind of started the fight themselves.

Honey fidgets solemnly with Usa-Chan in his lap, “It’s weird for Hika-Chan and Kao-Chan to be fighting like this. It’s never happened before.” a frown etched upon his face. Mori nods with a bleak hum.

“They’ve never fought before?” Haruhi chimes in from beside you. You nod grimly.

“I’ve known Hika-Chan and Kao-Chan since we were pre-school. We weren’t in the same year, so I never really got to talk to them, but I remember that the two of them always played together.” Honey recalls.

“Yeah, that’s true. I mean, I’ve only known the twins since they were in middle school but they definitely stood out. It seemed like… they kept everyone at a distance except each other to protect themselves. I mean, they were even more isolated back then, I couldn’t even imagine how they’ve turned out now when I knew them at first.” Tamaki chimed in.

“Maybe this fight is a good thing for them.” He extends his arms to emphasize his next point, “Maybe it means that the twins are expanding their horizons a bit. We should just leave them alone and let them work it out.”

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You quickly realise that leaving them alone to work it out wasn't quite going to cut it. By the time the next day rolled around you all realised that you could not open the host club that day as the twins were yet again hurling things at eachother.

“Don’t you guys think that maybe, it’s time you give up all this fighting? It’s driving me insane!” Tamaki cries, looking like he is one more argument away from having a breakdown

“What’d you say? It’s driving you insane? You’ve got to be kidding me- how do you think I feel right now?! Every time I look in the mirror, I see his face! I’m sick and tired of constantly being mistaken for you, Kaoru! The truth is, I hate your guts!” Hikaru yells across the room.

“You took the words right out of my mouth. In fact, I hate you so much, I bought this! Belzenef, the curse doll!” Hikaru produces the wooden cat doll from his blazer. Tamaki shrieks.

“I’m going to complete the curse, Hikaru. I’m going to write your name on his back.” Kaoru pulls a marker from thin air threateningly, Hikaru growls.

Rage and frustration filled you, this was too far, it was all getting out of hand.

“From this day forward, you’re going to experience nothing but misfortune and sorrow!” The marker squeaks as Kaoru scribbles onto the back of the doll.

Tamaki screeches in horror, his palms cupping both his cheeks.

You march up to him, snatching the doll from him and throwing it to the ground. "Are you insane!?" Kaoru stares back at you in shock. "You don’t bring something like this into a petty fight! Both of you are at fault here, but what’s really sad is that you’ve brought everyone else around you into your big mess!”

At this point you are staring down at the two of them like a mother scolding two small children, “Now apologize to each other! If you don’t make up right now, I’m never gonna let you come over to my house, have I made myself clear?!”

You hadn't even registered the words before they left your mouth, pausing as you processed what you actually had just said. The twins stare up at you in shock and horror, however that does not last long as the corners of their lips twist upwards into a smirk.

“So then what you’re saying, y/n, that if we make up, we can come over to your place?” They circle you with hands perched on their hips.

Vertigo overtook you as you realised exactly what had just happened, looking down to find that all that Kaoru had wrote on the curse doll was 'blank'

“I’m so sorry, Kaoru. Even though I was just following our script, I said such awful things to you. I’m not fit to be your brother.” Hikaru caresses Kaoru by the cheek gently.

Kaoru reaches up and takes Hikaru’s face in his hands, “Don’t say that, Hikaru! I was worried. I couldn’t live with myself if I ever thought I had hurt you.”

“Kaoru, I’ll never let you go again!”

“Hikaru!”

You remain stood there, stunned at what was happening before you.

As the twins embrace, Honey flails his arms with squinted eyes, “You’ve gotta be kidding! You mean you guys were faking it this whole time?!” He screams.

You and Tamaki have fallen to your knees in defeat. Your fist tries its hardest to clench the ground, your head hanging between your shoulders.

“We didn’t have anything else to do, we were bored.”

Tamaki weakly lifts his head to observe them, “Twins with too much time on their hands…”

Hikaru and Kaoru both stick out their tongue at him, pulling a single eyelid down in a mocking way.

“…are the devil.”

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“I’m so glad they made up!” guests squeal in admiration.

With pink and blue hair, the twins encourage them, “Okay, it’s time to play the "which one is Hikaru” game!“ They smile widely.

A guest pipes up, "I know! The twin with the pink hair is Hikaru!” She announces proudly.

“We have a winner!” The twins have found that letting their guests win is also as much fun as watching them get them mixed up.

“So are you two going to keep your wild hair color even though you’ve made up? It’s much easier to tell the two of you apart now.”

Haruhi glances up as she strides past them, cocking an eyebrow as she observes their hair colour. They are not the same as they were yesterday.

“Huh, no, it isn’t.” she almost laughs as she stroll past, anticipating their reaction. They each hum boredly, watching her go. “Today, the pink one is Kaoru and Hikaru’s the blue one. You switched overnight huh?"

You hum in approval from nearby "You're finally catching on Haruhi" you congratulate her at being the second person to correctly tell the twins apart.

The twins freeze, staring at the two of you blankly as they realised that you both could truly tell which one was Hikaru.

"I think you broke them" Kyoya pointed out, glancing up from his notebook. You hum in agreement "Yes I think so" he smirks, placing the book down "I must admit it was quite interesting to see you lay into the twins like that, I've never seen you that angry before"

You shrug "I don't even know where it came from really, I guess something came over me" Kyoya pauses, smile slowly fading into a smirk "I'd look out , for a moment there it sounded like you care"

You laugh.

Maybe you did.

Next time on patience 'The Gradeshool host is the naughty type!'

Tag list (reply to be added): @skottch @cgmajor @rebirthbunbun

#kyoya ootori #kyoya ootori x reader #kyoya x reader #ohshc #ohshc kyoya #ohshc x reader #ouran high school host club #ouran highschool host club #ouran host club #ouran hshc #kaoru hitachiin #ouran #ouran kyoya #hikaru hitachiin #haruhi fujioka #tamaki suoh

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ellssbellss · 8 months ago

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Lavender Roses - Masterlist

-> summary: "Now I could be wrong, but I think we may be witnessing the beginnings of love here." You met his eyes, and realized how true those words really were.

or, you're an honor student who just happens to fall in love with your best friend, kyo.

-> updates: once a month! see schedule

- - - - Starting Today, You are a Host! (pt. 1, pt. 2, pt.3, pt.4,)

- - - - The Job of a High School Host! (pt. 5, pt. 6)

- - - - Beware The Physical Exam! (pt. 7, pt.8)

- - - - Attack of the Lady Manager! (pt. 9)

- - - - The Twins Fight! (pt. 10, pt.11)

- - - - The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type! (pt. 12, pt. 13)

- - - - Jungle Pool SOS! (pt. 14)

- - - - BONUS! Weekend Movie Night (here)

- - - - The Sun, The Sea, and The Host Club! (pt. 15, pt. 16)

- - - - A Challenge from Lobelia Girl’s Academy! (pt. 17, pt. 18)

- - - - A Day In The Life of the Fujioka Family! (pt. 19)

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mysticalstuff · 4 months ago

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Yandere! Ohshc Headcanons!

Tamaki (Aka Delusional & Possessive):

🎀💖😭💢: Tamaki’s yandere side would be over exceedingly dramatic and somewhat emotionally volatile. He would treat his partner like a fragile treasure, constantly showering them with affection but also becoming jealous and explosive when other people take their attention from him.

🎀💖😭💢: Tamaki would definitely be the type to shower his partner with grandiose declarations of love and do everything to make sure no one else even looks at them. He would overreact if they showed interest in anyone else, often crying or becoming angry and irrational.

🎀💖😭💢: Tamaki’s yandere tendencies most likely would lead to emotional manipulation, guilt-tripping, and maybe even keeping his partner in a sort of emotional (or literal) "cage," convincing them they’re not safe anywhere except with him.

🎀💖😭💢: "Who was that person? Why were you smiling at them? Were you thinking about them when I was talking to you?" (Dramatically throws himself on the ground, hands clutching his chest.)

Kyoya (Aka Calculating & Controlling):

🖤🧠🔐📊: Kyoya, ever the calculating and strategic individual, would treat his partner as a prized possession. He would methodically ensure that they only have eyes for him, often using his intelligence to manipulate situations in his favor.

🖤🧠🔐📊: Kyoya would control all aspects of his partner’s life, from their schedule to who they interact with. He would make them feel as though they owe him everything for the "privilege" of being with him. Kyoya would subtly gaslight his partner into feeling as though they're nothing without him.

🖤🧠🔐📊: His manipulation would be extremely subtle, using logic and charm to isolate his partner from everyone else. He could create a perfect, "safe" world for them- one in which they are entirely dependent on him.

🖤🧠🔐📊: "I did this all for you, remember? I don’t need to explain why you should only be with me—just trust me." (His tone calculated, as if part of a plan.)

Haruhi (Aka Loyal & Manipulative):

☕️❤️🤫🔐: Haruhi would still be the calm and level-headed person she is, but with a side of possessive. She might hide her possessiveness behind a facade of sweetness, but deep down, Haruhi would become increasingly jealous of any attention directed toward her significant other, even from their closest friends.

☕️❤️🤫🔒: She’d keep track of her partner’s every move and would be extremely protective, warning off anyone who gets too close. Haruhi might pretend to be nonchalant, but she'd subtly manipulate situations to keep her partner isolated, ensuring that they always depend on her.

☕️❤️🤫🔒: Haruhi could be the type to act like nothing’s wrong, but in private, she'd be deeply possessive, possibly stalking her partner and subtly sabotaging friendships.

☕️❤️🤫🔒: “If you don’t want to upset me, it’s best if you keep your distance from them. I know what's best for you, after all."

Hikaru & Kaoru (Aka Jealous & Rivalrous):

👥💘🤯💥: The twins’ yandere behavior would be inextricably linked, with them both vying for their partner’s attention. They would share an obsessive bond, and their possessiveness would turn into a twisted form of rivalry — trying to outdo one another for their partner's affections, but also trying to keep them isolated from others.

👥💘🤯💥: Both would take turns being excessively sweet and doting, but their jealousy would manifest in disturbing ways. They might play mind games, making their partner feel guilty or confused about which twin they like more. They would constantly monitor their partner’s interactions with others, growing more possessive and territorial.

👥💘🤯💥: Hikaru and Kaoru might escalate into subtle manipulations and gaslighting, as they use their twin bond to make their partner feel like they are always being watched and controlled. The jealousy between them could also lead to possessive outbursts.

👥💘🤯💥: "You know you love me more than him, don’t you? It doesn’t matter, you know you can’t escape us."

Honey (Aka Cutesy & Clingy):

🍯🐰💞😡: Honey would still maintain his innocent, sweet exterior, but his yandere tendencies would be hidden behind a facade of cute behavior. He would become overly attached and show obsessive affection toward his partner, often clinging to them and becoming upset if they show attention to anyone else.

🍯🐰💞😡: His possessiveness would manifest in a subtle, almost childlike way, but with intense emotional reactions if his partner even speaks to another person. Honey might act "cute" to draw them in, but if he feels threatened, he could become possessive and fiercely protective.

🍯🐰💞😡: Honey’s obsession might be shown in bursts of violence or extreme jealousy, though he'd be more likely to act out in ways that seem harmless on the surface, such as demanding constant attention or pouting when he doesn’t get his way. He could also use his adorable “Lolita” charm to manipulate his partner emotionally.

🍯🐰💞😡: “You shouldn’t be talking to anyone else. I don’t like it when you smile at them like that. They’re not me." (His small voice wavers with tension as his hold tightens.)

Mori (Aka Silent & Protective):

😶🦁🔪👀: Mori’s yandere side would be less obvious but no less dangerous. His stoic and calm demeanor would hide a fierce possessiveness and a deep, obsessive attachment to his partner. He would be protective to an extreme, often silently following them or keeping them away from others.

😶🦁🔪👀: Mori wouldn’t express his feelings openly like the others, but he would become silently enraged if someone else tried to get close to his partner. His jealousy would be subtle but unmistakable in the way he silently keeps his distance from others and makes sure they know who his partner belongs to.

😶🦁🔪👀: Mori would be the type to silently manipulate situations to isolate his partner, slowly becoming more controlling while never raising his voice or showing overt anger. His silent treatment would be his weapon, and if pushed too far, he might use physical intimidation to assert control.

😶🦁🔪👀: "If anyone dares get too close to you, they’ll regret it. No one touches what’s mine." (His words are delivered quietly, with an unshakable sense of control.)

A/n: So sorry for the 4 month-long hiatus!! But I’m back!!

#fanfic #yandere #yandere fanfics #yandere ohshc #ohshc #ohshc kyoya #ohshc haruhi #ohshc tamaki #ohshc kaoru #ohshc hikaru #ohshc honey #ohshc mori #ohshc x reader #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #headcanons #im back #sfw agere #romance

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constellationguy · 3 months ago

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Pet Names:

OHSHC edition

-Tamaki Suoh

-Princess, sweetheart, my love, darling, care bear

Tamaki prefers classic and saccharine nicknames. He will use any and all sweet, wholesome pet name under the sun for you. Uses pet names more than your actual name to refer to you.

-Kyoya Ootori

-Doll, sugar, my star, mouse, button, lovely

Kyoya is also a fan of classic pet names but typically goes for more sophisticated ones. In front of people he mostly uses your name with a pet name here or there, and it’s a similar case when you’re alone.

-Takashi Morinozuka

-Bunny, angel, my moon, dragonfly, duchess

He has sweet and meaningful pet names for you. He the more personal the pet name is the quieter he will whisper it into your ear. In front of people he only uses your name but behind closed doors he will not say your actual name unless he has to, it’s a little bit like pulling teeth for him.

-Mitsukuni Haninozuka

-Baby, bubs, sweetie, my dumpling, plum

Honey also really likes sweet nicknames for you. Both with and without company he uses pet names without care. He comes up with new pet names very often but they are all sweet and half the time food related.

-Haruhi Fujioka

-Babe, my robin, pretty, dearie

She likes older sounding pet names, the kind grandparents use. She uses charming pet names with you, classics that never grow old. She only really uses them in domestic and extremely casual settings though.

-Kaoru Hitachiin

-Honey, my sunshine, pumpkin, Juliet

He enjoys classic, everyday pet names. Something stuck with him when he read Romeo and Juliet, so he calls you his Juliet. He’s the type to primarily use pet names behind closed doors.

-Hikaru Hitachiin

-Pookie, my lamb, peanut, Viola

He is all over the place when it comes to pet names, one moment it’s wholesome, another it’s flirty, and another it’s teasing. He likes to openly use pet names, he’s way less shy about it. His favorite Shakespeare play was Twelth Night, he enjoyed the humor and also really likes the characters, he truly sees you as his Viola that makes his life complete, you are his other half.

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ren-054 · 4 months ago

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OHSHC self insert au fic art in 2024??? damn

I wrote the AU nearly 3 years ago and it’s just been sitting in my notes, so I thought it’d be fun to visualize some of the scenes aksnsk

#art post #ouran high school host club #ohshc fanart #ohshc x reader #self insert #ohshc au #ohshc honey #mitsukuni haninozuka #ohshc oc #ohshc haruhi #ohshc kyoya #ohshc kaoru #ohshc hikaru #ohshc mori #anime boy #shoujo #reverse harem #shoujo anime

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brinniesea · 9 months ago

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Ouran Host Club Imagines- Cuddles

Characters: Tamaki, Kyoya, Kaoru, Hikaru, Mori, Honey, & Haruhi Summary: How I think each host would cuddle with their s/o Note: I wrote this one on a blog where I posted a lot of edits but I wanted to move it over to my official writing Tumblr. Tamaki: Tamaki would be a cuddle monster, man does this boy love to cuddle. Most of the time he will be the one to start the cuddling, which would include many kisses and sweet nothings for his s/o. His cuddles would make his s/o feel like they were the most important person in the world. Kyoya: Although the shadow king would never admit it out loud, He loves cuddles with his s/o when they have their alone time. His s/o would almost always start the cuddling, which most of the time would turn into a make-out session. But every once in a while he gives his s/o a passionate kiss, with ‘You know how much you mean to be, right?’ Kaoru: Just like Tamaki, Kaoru would be the one to start the cuddles. He loves cuddles on the couch while watching a movie, hugging his s/o from behind. He would have a mix of whispering sweet nothings to slightly teasing his s/o. Hikaru: Both Hikaru and his s/o would evenly start cuddles. He loves to tease his s/o when they cuddle until they are almost at breaking point. His cuddles would definitely turn into a heavy make-out session that he would use for more teasing. His s/o couldn’t stay mad at him for long after his apology kisses. Mori: Mori wouldn’t be like the other hosts, he would let his body speak for him. He holds his s/o tightly against his body, not wanting them to disappear from his life. He loves to fall asleep next to his s/o; just knowing that they are beside him, makes him rest easily. Honey: Honey’s cuddles would be like hugging a puppy. He just loves it when his s/o cuddles with him, they talk about their days during cuddles. Honey would always be touching his s/o in any way just loving the feeling of them in his arms. Haruhi: Haruhi is always the one pulled into cuddles, but she enjoys it when they are alone. she would run her fingers through her s/o’s hair, just talking about random things. Cuddles would require a couple kisses here and there.

#ouran high school host club #imagine #anime imagines #ohshc x reader #ohshc #tamaki suoh #hikaru hitachiin #kaoru hitachiin #mitsukuni haninozuka #haruhi fujioka #kyoya ootori #takashi morinozuka #cuddles

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anonymousewrites · 4 months ago

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Lavender for Royalty; Sage for Wisdom (Book 1)

Kyoya Ootori x Reader

Chapter One: Coriander for Hidden Worth

Summary: (Y/N) is surprised to find that their mentee has stumbled into the Host Club.

“So have your classes been going well so far?” said (Y/N), smiling and leaning on their hand.

Haruhi nodded. “The academics are more rigorous here, but I’ve dealt with hard classes before.”

“Good,” said (Y/N). “I’m glad the transition is going well for you.” They laughed lightly. “I remember trying to find my way around this place the first couple of weeks. I was almost late so many times.”

Haruhi sweat-dropped. “Tell me about it…”

Haruhi, like (Y/N), was a scholarship student. (Y/N) was her mentor since they were a year older and a successful scholarship student themself. (Y/N) had high hopes for Haruhi, even if she was a bit more reserved and uninterested in getting involved at the school. Haruhi was focused on getting herself into a good college so she could become a lawyer, and Ouran was the place to do it. (Y/N) wouldn’t fault her for being studious—they, too, focused heavily on their own academics.

“But you’ve figured things out,” said (Y/N). “So I’m glad.” They looked at Haruhi. “But remember that the academy does encourage extracurriculars. You should choose some sort of club—even just a future lawyers organization.”

“I’ll think about it,” said Haruhi. She huffed. “Isn’t it enough that they make the uniforms too expensive and all the buildings so fancy? I have to be involved, too?”

“Ouran boasts well-rounded students,” said (Y/N), chuckling. “That means clubs.” They glanced at the clock. “Speaking of which, I have to get ready for mine.” They stood. “Bye, Haruhi. Let me know if you need anything.” They waved and walked off.

Haruhi looked at the clock and at her books. I should find someplace to get homework done.

The door to Music Room 3 creaked open, and the Host Club members looked over, expecting a new guest.

“Welcome,” they said in tandem.

Instead, they faced a brown-haired, slightly scruffy student who stared in shock.

I didn’t expect Haruhi here, thought (Y/N), amused as Haruhi’s jaw dropped open.

“It’s a man,” said Kaoru and Hikaru together.

“Men are valuable patrons too,” said Tamaki, shrugging.

(Y/N) stifled a chuckle. Kyoya raised a brow, and they exchanged a look. Unsurprisingly, Kyoya already knew Haruhi was a biological girl and identified as such. However, who were they to tell the other Host Club members? They could figure it out for themselves.

“Welcome to Ouran Host Club, Haruhi Fujioka, scholarship student,” greeted Tamaki gallantly. “You are a rare creature in this place.”

So he knows who she is but doesn’t know she’s not a boy? (Y/N) was so glad Tamaki was so dense; he brought a smile to their face. “Tamaki, don’t refer to scholarship students as ‘creatures.’ ”

Tamaki grinned at (Y/N). “I would never disrespect you!”

“Good,” said (Y/N).

“After all, it takes tenacity and thick skin for scholarship students to make it here since it is difficult for them to fit in with our culture,” said Kyoya bluntly.

“I think on that front I have more tact than you, Kyoya,” said (Y/N), raising a brow.

Kyoya smirked slightly. “Perhaps.”

“In short,” said Tamaki. “Fujioka, you’re a trailblazer!” He held Haruhi close and dramatically waved his arms. “Top student in your class, yet you’re poorer than a church mouse. Some may call you a weed or despise your low-class status.”

An irk mark appeared on Haruhi’s forehead. She was clearly learning Tamaki was an idiot (and had yet to see that he was a lovable idiot when he wasn’t so dense).

“There’s nothing wrong with poverty, of course. You’re a crusader, and a crusader only needs one thing—a reckless heart,” declared Tamaki. “Of course, we heard the rumor you’re a gay man—”

“…Huh?” Haruhi stared.

“What is your type? Wild? Cutsey? Or…” Tamaki grinned and titled her chin up. “Am I more your style?”

Haruhi jumped away. “N-No, it’s not like that at all!”

“Are you really a crusader, Haru?” said Honey, grinning. “Do you have stories of saving princesses? I love those!”

“Who are you calling Haru?!”

Poor Honey retreated to Mori.

“(Y/N), you, what, this is the club you’re a part of?” said Haruhi, staring at her mentor.

“I have fun,” said (Y/N), smiling.

“They bring in quite a few clients,” remarked Kyoya.

Haruhi deadpanned before shaking her head. “Look, I was just trying to find a quiet place,” she said, backing away as Tamaki approached again. “So excuse me—”

Bump!

(Y/N) darted forward to try to save Haruhi from disaster.

Crash!

A blue and white vase hit the ground and broke into a million pieces. (Y/N) winced as a shard cut their hand. Haruhi stared at the destruction in horror.

“That vase was by Rune,” said Hikaru. “It was to be the featured item in the next school auction.”

“The bidding was going to start at eight million yen, but I don’t think it will fetch that now,” said Kauro.

“I-I’ll pay for it…” Poor Haruhi trailed of.

“You bet you will, but how? You can’t even afford a uniform,” said Hikaru and Kauro.

“All my father could offer me was this hand-me-down sweater,” groaned Haruhi as the twins twisted the knife. She looked at (Y/N). “I’m sorry about your hand, I didn’t mean to—”

(Y/N) waved their hand. “Don’t worry about it, Haruhi.”

“Well, Tamaki, how should we handle this?” said Kyoya, sighing and looking at Tamaki.

“Fujioka, are you familiar with the saying, ‘when in Rome, do as the Romans do?’ ” said Tamaki. “And this—‘If you don’t have the cash, pay with your carcass?’ As of today, you’re the Host Club’s dog!”

Haruhi’s jaw dropped open, and her soul floated from her body. (Y/N) patted her on the back, holding their hold hand up as blood dripped from their palm.

Haruhi’s eyebrow twitched as she watched all of the hosts complete their “duties.” Tamaki flattered every one of his princesses, the twins had their strange routine, Honey ate with people, Mori watched over Honey and the guests dutifully, and (Y/N) moved between people with easy friendliness that had all the women smiling.

“Oh, (Y/N), what happened to your hand?” said a worried guests, looking at the cut on their hand.

“Just a little accident,” said (Y/N), smiling. “Don’t worry for me. Please make sure to take care of yourself.” The guest’s face turned red. “I’d rather be the one getting hurt than you.”

The guests squealed as (Y/N) walked off with a smile.

“You guys live in another world,” said Haruhi, sweat-dropping. She was a bit impressed—she had never seen (Y/N) act like that, though they were always kind and friendly—that (Y/N) handled it so simply.

“We simply apply our individual talents to meet the needs of our clients,” said Kyoya.

“People like being treated with kindness,” said (Y/N). “Some like Tamaki’s princely nature, some like the normalcy I bring.” They smiled. “Everyone gets to enjoy themselves.”

“Now,” said Kyoya, looking at Haruhi. “Your duties.” Haruhi shivered at the official tone. “You’ll handle basic chores for a while. You can refuse, of course, but my family’s reach is long and wide. I’d suggest a passport.”

Haruhi looked at (Y/N) for help.

“I’d just listen, if I were you,” said (Y/N).

“You’ve got eight million yen’s worth of chores to do and not much to offer a girl,” said Tamaki.

Haruhi jumped as he appeared behind her. She huffed. “Man, woman, whatever, how we look is irrelevant anyways, right?

“I like you for a reason,” said (Y/N) fondly.

“It’s what’s inside that’s important,” said Haruhi.

“Well, that’s true, and it’s so cruel how sometimes God bestows perfection inside and out,” sighed Tamaki dramatically.

Haruhi’s eyebrow twitched.

“But console yourself with that, if you like! I understand,” declared Tamaki. “How can you live with yourself otherwise?”

“I got it,” said Haruhi suddenly.

“Got what?” said Tamaki brightly.

“You’re annoying,” said Haruhi bluntly.

Tamaki retreated to a corner, and (Y/N) began chuckling. Kyoya smirked in amusement.

“That’s telling him,” laughed Kauro and Hikaru.

Haruhi sweat-dropped. “Um, Tamaki—”

“ ‘King,’ ” said Tamaki sullenly. “That’s what they call me here.”

“Tamaki, no one calls you that,” said (Y/N), putting their hands on their hips. “Don’t trick Haruhi.”

Tamaki pouted.

“I just wanted a quiet place to study,” groaned Haruhi.

“How about at home?” said Tamaki.

“Dad brings his girls over during the day. He works at night,” explained Haruhi.

“Guess that throws a wrench in things,” said Tamaki. “He won’t pay tuition, either?”

“It’s not like that,” said Haruhi. “It’s been rough, you know? I don’t want to burden him. Along with everything else, he was stuck raising me all by himself for ten years.”

“I’d define that situation as pathetic,” said Tamaki.

“No, it’s—”

“Did you subsist on rice and horseradish?” cried Tamaki. “So poor that you might have been sold to a mean master who’d overwork you and leave you crying into your pillow every night?!”

“Where’d that come from?!” shouted Haruhi.

“Very well, I’ll cut you a deal,” said Tamaki decisively. “Your appearance makes the appearance hopeless, but I will do my best to teach you. Let’s see…let’s make it one hundred! Yes! If you can garner on hundred requests, I’ll wave your debt to the Host Club! And you’ll be the star host for girls who like poor people!”

“I…I don’t want to!” cried Haruhi. “I’ll dust, scrub floors, anything but that!

“Don’t worry, Haruhi, it’s not all bad. You get nice food,” said (Y/N), smiling.

Haruhi groaned since that was barely any sort of encouragement. Just barely.

“Your training starts now!” said Tamaki, grabbing Haruhi.

“(Y/N), help—”

“You’re going to do great, Haruhi,” said (Y/N), smiling.

Haruhi groaned as she was dragged away.

“Your next guest is arriving in five minutes,” said Kyoya, checking his notebook. He looked at (Y/N)’s hand. “You should put a bandage on that cut. We can’t have one of our hosts getting an infection, can we?”

“It would be bad for business,” agreed (Y/N), smiling.”

“Indeed,” agreed Kyoya with a closed-eye smile.

“I’ve heard, Tamaki, that you’re raising a kitten that doesn’t have proper pedigree,” said Ayanokoji, a slight smirk in her voice.

“Ah, yes, a bit hopeless, to be honest, but I couldn’t him fend for himself, now, could I?” said Tamaki, smiling.

“How kind of you,” said Ayanokoji. “Taking care of the needy.”

(Y/N) knew her gaze flitted to them, and they kept their eyes on their clients, smiling at them. (Y/N) wasn’t letting her get into their head. They knew she saw them as a pity-party that the Host Club took care of and undoubtedly viewed Haruhi as the same, but (Y/N) didn’t care about her opinion, so they weren’t going to give her the satisfaction of a reaction.

“Aha, you’re back from shopping,” said Tamaki as Haruhi entered the room.

Haruhi had evaded most of the host duties given to her by just doing chores and running errands.

“Find everything?” said Tamaki.

“Yeah,” said Haruhi, unpacking the shopping bag.

“Eh? What’s this?” said Tamaki, gesturing to a container.

“Coffee.” Haruhi deadpanned. “It was on your list.”

“But…ground coffee?” asked Tamaki.

“Not ground. Instant,” corrected Haruhi.

“Whoa!” exclaimed Tamaki, and the other hosts hurried over to him. “The one you just pour water in? How proletarian!”

“I’ve heard of it but never seen it,” remarked Kyoya.

“What do you think I’ve been drinking every morning?” said (Y/N).

“Hm.” Kyoya jotted down a note.

“So it’s true! Poor people have no time to grind their beans!” exclaimed Kauro.

“It’s how common folk cope,” said Hikaru.

“I’ve always wanted to try it! Let’s brew some up,” said Honey excitedly. Mori nodded.

Haruhi looked at (Y/N) incredulously. “Do they seriously not know what instant coffee is?”

“Nope,” said (Y/N), smiling.

“You’ve never made any?” said Haruhi.

“I’ve never been the Host Club’s dog so I never ran errands,” said (Y/N) with a closed-eye smile.

Haruhi deflated. “Low blow,” she groaned. “I’ll go and get the expensive stuff.” She sighed and turned around.

“No, I’ll drink this!” said Tamaki.

“Whoa, you’re brave,” teased Hikaru.

“Three dollars for 3.5 ounces? Not great value,” said Kaoru. “Hardly worth one cup.”

Haruhi faced (Y/N). “Is this how they always are?”

(Y/N) smiled. “Yes. But…” Their gaze softened. “You grow fond of it.”

“Yeah, sure,” said Haruhi.

“Haruhi~ We want coffee!” said Tamaki.

“They’re just messing around, you know,” said Ayanokoji, chuckling softly but with intense maliciousness anyways. “That stuff won’t suit their taste at all.”

“Huh?” said Haruhi, surprised by her words.

“…” (Y/N)’s smile fell, and their gaze hardened.

“Oh, sorry.” Ayanokoji smiled. “I was talking to myself.”

“Aha.” Haruhi doubted that, and as she glanced at (Y/N), she saw that (Y/N) wasn’t fooled by Ayanokoji’s manners, either.

“Haruhi! Make us some of this commoner’s coffee!” said Tamaki again. “Everyone’s keen to try it!”

Haruhi sighed. “I’ll get hot water.”

“I’ll get some cups,” said (Y/N), smiling.

“At least you have my back,” said Haruhi. (Y/N) chuckled

While everyone watched with strange interest, Haruhi made the instant coffee, and cups were handed out to the curious guests and hosts.

“I won’t be responsible if they don’t like it,” said Haruhi decisively.

“I’m not sure…” said one guest.

“My dad will freak…” said another girl.

“Would you prefer to drink from my mouth?” flirted Tamaki.

“N-No, a cup’s fine,” said the girl, her face turning completely red.

Haruhi deadpanned.

“Doesn’t it seem wrong for Tamaki to drink such swill?” said one guest. “Doesn’t it, Ayanokoji?”

“Well, it’s all part of this new project of his. He thinks the last one went well, after all,” said Ayanokoji. “Though he may be overdoing it about.”

(Y/N)’s gaze flicked to Ayanokoji as they overhead her. “…” They didn’t like her view of Haruhi. Condescending rich people are the worst type.

“Very little taste,” said Kyoya, tasting the coffee. “The aftertaste is interesting, however.”

(Y/N) turned to him. “I’m surprised you tried it.”

“I could hardly trust Tamaki’s tastes. He raves about everything,” said Kyoya.

(Y/N) chuckled. “Very true.”

“You said you drink this every morning?” said Kyoya.

“With how late I stay up doing schoolwork? Yes,” said (Y/N). They were a scholarship student for a reason.

“I doubt this is helping your cognitive abilities,” said Kyoya. “I’ll have my driver drop off proper coffee at your home.” He returned to his notebook, not taking any arguments against it.

(Y/N) smiled. “If you insist, Kyoya.”

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