#Haruhi fujioka x y/n

[hashtagboykisser]

HARUHI X READER !!

CRUSHING/DATING HCS !!

crushing:

haruhi isn’t very obvious in her feelings towards you, but there are some signs

we all know haruhi speaks her mind - no matter how blunt she’s being

so per say u were wrong about smth, especially if ur sensitive, she’ll word it in the nicest way possible

she also cooks for you a lot, or in other words she’ll “give you left overs” becuz we ALL know how tamaki is😒

she’ll also try to get to know u, so she can find out ur likes and dislikes and use em later

dating:

haruhi is hesitant about being open about your relationship at first, the host club, both it’s members and clients can be a lot to take in

so y’all take it slow at first

kyoyas a fucking smart ass so he figured out first. after him it was kaoru. then honey and mori. then hikaru and tamaki.

kyoya, mori, and kaoru are pretty chill bout it.

but tamaki and hikaru are just sad that haruhi didn’t like them (but they’re obv happy for u, even if a little ginger bitch gets too jealous smtimes)

as for kyoya and mori, they don’t say much about it, their happy for u, but they chill

kaoru and honey are big time shippers, honey will always talk about ur wedding in the future, and kaoru wants to give all the help he can

kaoru is like ur damn couples therapist lmfao

haruhi is very physically affectionate, and y’all will cuddle up after club hours

and everyone just goes batshit crazy lmfao

but it’s cuz they love u

and haruhi

they just love u two together🫶🫶

[weirdmorefics]

Hey! Could I request Kyoya, Mori, or Haruhi with an s/o with adhd?

A/N- This may have traits of Autism as well because I have both lol

Haruhi With an S/O With ADHD…

Haruhi calling you every night to check if you ate today

Texts you reminders to take your medicine

Brushing your teeth together on the phone

Homework dates so Haruhi can help you stay on tasks

Homework dates not really working because you spend the whole time staring at Haruhi because she’s so pretty. 

Lends you class notes

Late-night phone calls when you can’t sleep (Haruhi usual falls asleep on them but you don’t mind)

Haruhi loves when you visit her at the host club but is scared when you are with Hikaru and Kaoru because you all get a little chaotic

Eating lunch in a classroom together to avoid the loud Cafeteria

Holds your hand when you can’t stop fidgeting

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[vera-deville]

Vera's Hauntober 2023

Day 19 - Familiars (Kyoya Ootori)

10/26/2023 - 05/03/2024

Pairing: Kyoya Ootori x Reader Word Count: 1,516 Warnings: Reader has a lot of familiars, and they include but are not limited to snakes, spiders, birds, puppies, and mosquitos. Gender: AFAB Taglist: @animusicnerd, @leonistic, @pyroxeene, @savanaclaw1996, @thequeenoffishburrito, @ellssbellss, @reshi-galaxy, @hanafubukki, @hitoshislover, @purplecandything Notes: This fic is by no means an encouragement for you to go buy a pet (especially of the exotic kind). Please don't see the shenanigans in this fanfic as your sign to go get a snake or something-

"Y/N?" Haruhi called for you.

Fumbling around with the boa on your neck, you call out to your friend from the depths of your room.

Every time Haruhi finds herself a guest of your home, she is reminded that you are, at your core, a damn rich person. Sure, you were also the most down-to-Earth person she knew from Ouran, but who else would be able to afford a glass greenhouse that connects to their already expensive bedroom?

A rich person. That's who.

Haruhi traversed through the small tunnel that lead to the actual greenhouse section of your room. The last time she visited the place, she'd seen you dancing around with mosquitos. Mosquitos.

Curious, but also bewildered by whatever animal she may see this time, Haruhi's mind came to a stop when she saw a snake strangling you.

Terrified, she tried to will herself to pull the snake away from you (without having it attack her in any way) until she heard sprinkles of laughter coming from your direction. You were gently nuzzling the reptile, cooing at how handsome and charming he is, all while allowing said reptile to wrap itself around strangle you.

"Hey Haruhi!" You beamed at her.

"Ummm, Senpai?"

"Yes?"

"You have a snake around you."

"That I do~"

If the lack of urgency from your voice didn't show that the snake and you were friends, then your coddling most certainly did. Taking a step backwards, Haruhi watched curiously as you gently untangled the snake from around your neck and placed him on the ground.

You watched Haruhi as she nervously eyed the snake as it seemed to slither in her direction and watched as relief settled into her features when he cut a right and went about his way. The relief only lasted a few seconds though. "Y/N?"

"Yeah?"

"There are more snakes in your room."

"Ummm, yeah?"

"And they're not in aquariums-"

This confused you quite a bit. Why would they be in aquariums? They're terrestrial snakes. Even if they could go into water, they weren't meant to constantly be swimming in water (unlike sea snakes).

"What do you mean aquariums?" You asked Haruhi.

"You know, like the glass boxes that they put reptiles in? I saw a video of someone who had an iguana in one of those aquariums." Haruhi explained, still keeping an eye on the snakes.

Suddenly, it dawned on you.

"Haru, those aren't aquariums. The 'glass boxes' you're talking about are called different things depending on what you put in them. The ones that hold reptiles and other animal life are called vivariums." You clarified. "Besides, they're happier like this, free to roam inside the greenhouse as much as they want."

Nodding her head, Haruhi ignored your typical habit of speaking as though the animals were people themselves and asked, "so what'd you call me over for?"

"Oh right, thanks for reminding me!" You exclaimed, scurrying over to the other side of the greenhouse. Haruhi could see you reaching inside of a pet cage, which usually would be used to carry animals like cats, but knowing you, it could literally be anything inside that plastic cage. Haruhi craned her neck a little bit to observe your actions, heart nearly slowing to a still to see what freak of nature you were going to pull out of the magical cage.

Meow.

Huh.

So it was a cat-

You pulled the adorable tabby close to your bosom, your calming aura immediately relaxing the paranoid creature. Walking over to Haruhi, you introduced the cat. "This is Aki." You stroked the cat's head starting from its forehead, and Haruhi watched as the cat fell impossibly deeper into sleep. "I found him on the road a couple of days ago, and as much as I want to take care of him, I'm kinda running out of space here." You say sheepishly.

As though on cue, the parrots started screeching from all over the greenhouse, causing Haruhi to look around in fright.

"I'm going to be sending Aki to a shelter, but the shelter I contacted is also currently full." Mournfully, you continued your story, all while gently rocking the feline in your arms. "Until then, I need someone to take care of him for me, because I don't think I can take care of him myself."

Well that was a little shocking. You of all people couldn't take care of a mere cat? Why you had parrots, cockroaches, and snakes, and you couldn't handle a cat? Haruhi figured there was another reason, but didn't bother asking for it.

"Do you want me to take care of Aki for you?" Haruhi asked.

"That's exactly what I was going to ask! If you don't mind, could you take care of him for a few days? Just until next Thursday, I promise. I'll give you everything you need, so you don't have to worry about a single thing."

Well, if was just for a few days, she'd be able to manage. She was sure that her father wouldn't mind (he got along great with you).

"Sure, why not?"

"Ahhhhh, you're the best Haru~"

It had been a few hours since then, and you were awaiting your next visitor. In the mean time, a capybara snorted running around without a care in the world. The sight put a smile on your face, content blooming in your heart.

Knock knock.

Jumping up, you sprinted to your door, and peeked through the window near it.

Finally, he's here.

You pulled the door back with such a fury that a miniscule shred of surprise appeared on Kyoya's face before disappearing as quickly as it came. Pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek, you pulled him into your greenhouse (mindful to close the door behind you).

"Haruhi came by earlier." You started a conversation.

"I assume that Aki has been adopted then?" Kyoya asked.

"Give her until next Thursday. She's not gonna want to send Aki to the shelter after all that quality time~"

If there was one thing people should never underestimate about you, it would be your motives. There was almost never a definitive reason for what you were doing until the reason was revealed. Your latest scheme involved finding a lonely cat a loving home.

"And how's Mr. Cuddles?" Kyoya asked, looking around the greenhouse.

"Right here" said a familiar snake as he hung down from a branch above Kyoya's head. He looked up and smiled at the boa. Mr. Cuddles slowly slunk down onto Kyoya's shoulder and wrapped himself loosely around his figure. Kyoya allowed this, enjoying the snake's presence.

"You know, it's funny how well the two of you get along now." You say, arms crossed.

"Jealous?" Kyoya and Mr. Cuddles as at the same time.

Scoffing, you turn on your heel and walk away to some other creature that would cuddle you the way Mr. Cuddles was cuddling your boyfriend.

As they watched your figure walk away, Kyoya and Mr. Cuddles faced each other, chuckling to themselves as they shook their heads at your antics.

Mimi the capybara waited for you to sit down on your chaise before jumping into your adoring arms. Squealing in glee, she nestled deep into your embrace as you hugged her tight. You watched as your boyfriend and his new best friend sat down on the chaise opposite to you and felt a gust of wind before feeling a weight on top of your head.

The head that peeked down to look at your face (albeit upside-down) belonged to Marisol - a sun conure.

"You thought that old cuddles hated you." Marisol squawked, laughing to herself.

"In Kyo's defense, he didn't know that we're familiars." Cuddles responded.

"Kyo?" You parroted. "Since when were you on nickname basis with my boyfriend?"

Your animals (and boyfriend) laughed at the pout that adorned your face. Mimi jumped off, jumping into the lap of your boyfriend instead, and the look of betrayal on your face made everyone laugh even more.

"I didn't know at the time that Cuddles was fond of me, but had I known, I would befriended him much sooner," Kyoya said, adding more salt to the already festering wound.

"Yeah, yeah, you're all just such great friends. We get it-" You say, annoyed. Marisol, the lovely thing didn't say a word as you sat petulantly.

As fun as it was to tease you, Kyoya loved you the most. No matter how many friends he had, and no matter how close he was with them, they didn't compare to you (except for maybe Tamaki). Having teased you enough (for now), he called your name.

"Y/N?" You finally looked at him.

"Come here."

Cuddles adjusted his position and Kyoya lifted Mimi for a bit, a silent gesture for you to cuddle with him. Smiling, you do go to him, Marisol still sitting on your head and cuddle with your favorite beings in the whole world.

Eventually, some of the other familiars also joined the cuddle pile, while the others watched from a distance.

All was right in the world.

Author's Note: I know that I said that the Hauntober event is currently under hiatus, but when random bursts of creativity occur, one does not simply not do anything about it-

Now, I actually really enjoyed writing this fic, because I'm an absolute sucker for animals. I've always wondered why characters only have like one familiar. Why not two? Why not ten? Why not as many as you want? So, to placate that, I made this. I had a particular idea as to how I wanted this to go, but it took a few detours.

See you in the next fic!

Masterlist Hauntober 2023 Masterlist

[akiraiscute]

Haruhi Fujioka X Fem!Reader

Tw ; Tamaki being a BIT CREEPY … and jealous<3 (p.s i may off put haruhi a bit ooc im sorry if i did😕)

You were a often customer at the host club, that is as Haruhi Fujioka came to be in it. You often find yourself trying to get closer but still kept your distance as you were just a customer, just a customer.. you wanted to be more but you couldn’t just ask as you two probably weren’t friends until you finally moved classes to one of.. hers. You found out Haruhi was a girl as you two grew to be more closer and she trusted you enough which… you were grateful for.

You still came to the host club as it’s another reason to see your friend(crush..)!You were happy to talk to haruhi often as you did, you also hoped that she was happy as well.. As you grew even more closer to haruhi, you met the host club officially. And you hanged out with them after the host club as well! You enjoyed watching it all happened, that is until.. you and haruhi were hanging out. Just you and her, not the host club (they were spying as for tamaki’s request to spy.) as you two talked, she rambled a bit about what happened at the host club when you were with your family yesterday as she did. She ended up confessing which was honestly unexpected, even the host club was shocked.

“You know, tamaki was complaining that i was spending too much time with you..”

“Oh? Really? Wow-”

“I mean, i like spending time with you, he literally acts like my dad.. and you act like what-.. what i love, you know? You just act so. I don’t really know how to say it.”

“Wait what?”

“…wait what?”

Haruhi looked at her, god she ruined it! Why did she have to ramble, she ruined something that she was finally enjoying, ruined a friendship other than the host club! She looked at her friend or.. ex friend… Haruhi didn’t know how to read her face well as she was a bit, a bit panicked.

“So.. you like me? Right?”

“I- well, yes but if you aren’t comfortable with tha-”

You smiled softly as you kissed her cheek. You looked at her with love in your eyes… the host club spying from the bushes were even more shocked, is haruhi getting a girlfriend?! What?! Tamaki was even red, he looked away as he let out a small dramatic sniffle…

“I am comfortable haruhi, i like you too.. like, a lot. Since the day i probably met you even!”

“Really?.. wow..”

Haruhi looked at you a bit shocked before she gave you her own soft smile. It was small but it was a smile, that made you smile even more! You were glad that you finally got to confess after knowing she liked you too. Would you confess to her even if you didn’t know, probably not- but as you started to talk to haruhi but something was different, probably because you two made it clear that you two were dating which made the host club actually so shocked! Mainly tamaki as he did even more dramatic sighs. The twins were done with him as well, which they always were..

As you two were heading back to the school, mainly to talk to the host club for the next session for Tomorrow. You were talking to haruhi about anything you could remember really, she nodded and nodded as she admired you and listened, until you reached the host club doors.. you opened it as you saw tamaki almost sobbing in the corner. You looked at haruhi in confused before looking back at everyone, you shrugged before realizing.. you sighed softly before giggling which made everyone realized you two were there. Which made tamaki look at haruhi as he sobbed and appeared at her legs hugging them.

“My little girl is growing up!!”

“Tamaki senpai..”

You looked at him, giggling even more as haruhi sighed. Now crossing her arms and shaking her head as she grew a little annoyed.. the first thing she sees after getting to finally date you is tamaki sobbing about her "so called growing up." Haruhi finally got him off. She held your hand as she talked to the others, her voice soft and her usually tone of voice. You were just playing with her hands as to not bother them at all.. you were happy, this is what you wanted. Dating haruhi<33!!

HIII, im back, im getting a idea of when ima post!! But i may not follow it sometimes as i get writer block alot lately but I GOT MY HARUHI !!!! IM SO HAPPY EKEKE!!! Now i have maybe 5 more but im getting more ideas as i realize how much ppl i can write for.. anyways!! Im just happy:D now bye bye!!

— akira.. Akira… logggingg.. Logging off!

masterlink - <3

[under-the-cherrytree]

Hello hello! I'd like to request a Haruhi x clingy male reader? :D It can be anything you'd like!

Haruhi with a clingy s/o❣︎

Warnings: None

A/n: Hey hey!!!<33

Yes a request for the queen- love her<3

I got a little too excited to write this- I love Haruhi-

I GAVE YOU HEADCANONS AND A SMALL ONESHOT!!

I HOPE YOU ENJOY AND HAVE A GREAT DAY OR NIGHT!

Haruhi isn’t that clingy of a person

But I’m not saying she doesn’t like it 

If you hug her, she will simply hug back and smile 

She doesn’t really start the physical affection though 

She is a bit caught off guard by your clinginess at first but she soon warms up to it

She just smiles and play with your hair when you snuggle into her

She really does have a soft spot for you

If it was anyone else in the host club, she wouldn’t let them touch her

However, you can cling and hug to her wherever you wish

She might keep it a bit on the downlow at first

She is a host and she has girls fawning over her 24/7

Being a host isn’t easy, especially for you 

And that's why she loves to spend a lot of time with you after school

Which is probably when you can cling to her the most

It’s your guys private time for yourselves

You two can cling all you want<33

You sat in Haruhi’s apartment, waiting for her passionately. She was in the kitchen, making drinks for the both of you. Her father was out so you two were both alone. It’s been a while since you two actually had some time together. She was often busy in the host club and with school work, being alone like this again had you a bit excited to say the least. 

“Y/n” Haruhi called for you and you looked up. 

“Yes?” You were ready to stand up and go to her but she entered the room. 

“I made you something to drink” She smiled as she placed two cups down on the table. 

“Oh, thank you” You sat back down. She gave you a confused look as she sat next to you. You tried to hold back how much you wanted to hug her, you didn’t want to be overbearing. 

“Is something the matter?” She came closer to you and you made eye contact with her. 

“Nothing, it’s just been a while since we hung out. I missed you” You smiled. She felt her heart melt to your words.

“I missed you too, I’m sorry I haven’t always been there.. A lot of fundraising events have been going on with the host club” 

“It’s alright, I understand..” You looked down again. 

You couldn’t help but get jealous at the thought of girls going on dates with Haruhi. You know that there is nothing to worry about but they have been taking up more of your girlfriend's time than you have. 

She felt the tension in the air, her smile turning into a frown. She then wrapped her arms around you, engulfing you into a hug. 

Your face turned red when she did this, not used to Haruhi starting the physical affection. You quickly hugged back, melting into her hug. 

“I promise to find more time for you… I’m sorry” she whispers to you. 

“It’s okay, really, I just… missed this” You muttered, your head nuzzled in her shoulder. You held onto her, her body heat warming you up. She got more comfortable, letting you cuddle her as she stroked your hair. 

You just wanted to stay in this moment with her. 

Just stay with her.

[ouran-boytoy-fanfiction]

Welcome, commoner!

Will Do:

X Reader

Character x Character

Poly

Mildly Suggestive

Will Not Do:

Smut

Strong Angst

Horror (currently)

Incest

Request all you like! Feel free to spam.

Mod Intros:

Mod Dragon -He/him, writes Tamaki, Haruhi, twins,Renge, and ships of them Mod Jenii - she/her or they/them,any Haruhi, Tamaki or Kyoya pairing,TamaHaru, KyoHaru, TamaKyo, TamaKyoHaru, MoriHaru Mod Pepper - likes anything with Tamaki! I post through Mod Dragon. It/Its.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Hi, good morning or evening, could you send me a yandere headcanon of Haruhi where her s/o doesn't realize she's a woman? I would like to know what Harui would do to win her heart and without breaking her illusion

Yandere Haruhi Fujioka x Reader

If you don’t already know or figure it out she’s not stressed 

Unless she knows that’s a problem for you

As someone who you’re relying on romantically

It might be kind of unnerving to find your partner’s been lying to you the whole time

Well it wasn’t really lying…it was just playing off your assumption

She’s torn between just straight up telling you or having you find out

It isn’t like she has the means to keep you if you try to run

So she works for another angle 

“Hey, would you date a girl version of me?”

She feels it out 

Depending on your reaction she’ll start working to guarantee you are okay with it

Like setting the host club on your friends

Isolating you and making sure you’re only turning to her for comfort

If you’re still relying on others she’ll start her manipulation teaching

Making sure its cemented in your brain that Haruhi no matter the state is who you need to survive

With Haruhi’s cool demeanor is easy to not notice

But if you still push back or even reject her she’ll have to take more drastic measures

“Sorry (Y/n) but you might need to forget things for a little while…but don’t worry when you wake up I'll be there as your loving girlfriend!"

[babyouran]

Trust Me! - y/n is introduced to the host club, though her immediate disinterest catches the members' interest to make her a part of their community.

pairing - fem!reader x host club members

apart of - ouran add-in

"Fujioka, haven't we spoken about where to do our project already? I'm afraid this isn't the right way to the library," Y/n mentioned, currently having her wrist wrapped with the other girl's fingers.

Just a few months ago the duo were placed together as partners and had grown a close relationship together. Haruhi was the first person to befriend Takahashi Y/n, not even knowing her family's occupation. She saw the girl by herself reading and figured they might have a similar interest to talk about and soon enough became friends. Such a true relationship was refreshing for both of the young ladies, someone who didn’t care about all the superficial things and just about what mattered mostly. 

"Takahashi Y/n, trust me, this may not seem like a good place to study but it will soon prove useful," Haruhi tried to reassure her, pulling out the young woman's full name to show she was serious. Haruhi’s eyes were narrowed showcasing that she was on some type of mission to get the fellow young woman more involved. 

"If you insist," She sighed, letting the other girl drag her around, even though she was very capable herself.

"Takahashi-sama, may I ask you a question?"

"Takahashi! I saw that your fath-'' Voices began to try and start up conversations with the girl, but none were successful since her dear friend was on a mission to get her to Music Room 3. In a rush, Haruhi fastened her speed to the room yelling a curt goodbye to the student.  

"And we are here," Haruhi exhaled deeply, the girls stood in front of the door. One girl's expressions held pride and excitement while the other had confusion and a hint of worry.

"Fujio-" Y/n began, turning around but was interrupted by her dear friend.

"Again," She sighed. "Call me Haruhi, you don't have to be so formal, there aren't people watching you all the time," She smiled lightly at the slightly taller girl. 

"Correct, Haruhi-chan, I'm a little confused about why we will be studying in a music room," She tilted her head, to get a better look at the sign and express confusion. "Music room three to be exact," She corrected herself.

"This is where I go after school, this is where the club I am in resonates, and sometimes it serves as a nice laugh!" She exclaimed. "Though some of them can be very annoying, they are also sweet."

"I don't need any more friends," Y/n deadpanned. "I followed my father's wishes and made one, making more would be a nuisance.”

"Nonsense! Takahashi, it's not a bad thing to make new friends, and these will be good ones, trust me," Haruhi tried to reason with her. It was clear since the beginning that Y/n was very closed off when it came to the truth of her home life. But this was a prominent feature that she thought would help connect her with the boys who resided in Music Room 3. 

- flashback -

"Hello, I'm Fujioka Haruhi, pleased to meet you," She bowed in front of the girl sitting daintily in her yellow dress engrossed in a story.

"Ah," She sighed, continuing the story. "Takahashi Y/n," She turned around to face her fellow student and put on a light smile upon her lips. Though it was harder to identify the gender of the student she figured she was a girl because of her very soft nature.

"What are you reading?" Haruhi peeked over the book, getting much closer to Y/n’s face than originally intended. When she lifted her head to look into the fellow girl's eyes, their noses almost touched. Y/n didn’t flinch, she just scrunched her eyebrows in the slightest bit and took a small glance down back at her story. 

"Norwegian Wood, it is a very interesting romance story,” glancing back up towards the girl she continued, “Fujioka, I'm going to make an inference and please don't be offended. You're a female correct? Yet, you don't care about social standards and little things like clothing. You're also content with people assuming you are a boy. If I may add, you differ a lot from fellow students here which concludes that, most likely, you have a different background than them here," Y/n observed, looking her up and down. "If you would like me to use he and him pronouns I will," 

Haruhi stared at the once quiet girl, she had gotten everything spot on. It was odd how easily she was able to read Haruhi since most of the students couldn't even figure out her gender. But in reality, most students did not give her the time of day to even try and figure out a basic thing as such. 

"You can just use female pronouns when it is the two of us," She sat at an empty desk beside Y/n, now staring intently at her. "How did you-"

"You were kind, most richer children only talk to other children once they know their status and how it affects them. Your features also seem feminine, so in all honesty, I just took a guess," She shrugged. "Suppose I was correct,"

"Yeah, scarily correct,” Haruhi's eyes narrowed at her before a smile began to form on her lips, chuckling to herself. “Would you like to be partners for the English class? I have my guess that we will get along well," Haruhi expressed.

"I don't have anyone else myself, and my father commanded me to make a friend, so I think that is an intelligent idea," She put the book away and looked hopefully at Haruhi. For some odd reason, Haruhi felt her stomach flutter a bit, almost as if a tiny butterfly was flying about inside.

"I trust you," Y/n admitted. "But I don't trust that this situation will work in the ways you hope it will, I'm not in the mood to be bombarded by music students. I will not want to join any orchestra, I simply want to finish a new book in French I got," Y/n explained, suddenly yanking a book out of nowhere and showing it to the girl.

"Please, Takahashi-sama, I'll owe you a favor. Just give it a chance?"

"I will do it, but the favor I want you to give to me is about my name. Please refer to me as Y/n, and don't use any title after, unless it is chan," Y/n told the girl, showing a faint smile. Haruhi nodded and opened the doors to the empty classroom with boys waiting.

"Welcome to the Ouran High School Host Club, how can we help darlings like you?" A blonde asked, hand facing up with his palm open. He was not wearing the normal uniform but instead dressed in a captain outfit, as if he were the captain of a boat.

"These are your.... friends? Where are the instruments?" Y/n turned to Haruhi, very confused.

"Ah! Haruhi!" The blonde jumped from his position running over to the girl. "You need to try this sailor girl costume we got," The man jumped up and down, running to the side of the room to grab it. He resembled a very excited puppy who just got a chance to get a treat. 

"Haruhi, who is your friend?" A boy with auburn hair pops up, a carbon copy of him standing on his right and staring at Y/n intently. The two looked more mischievous than comforting, silent side eyes shared. 

"Haruhi, thank you for your suggestion, but I think I will just read in the library," Y/n nodded to her, swiftly making her way out of the room, her strides quickening to get out of the room. The boys' attentions were now all peeked and focused on her. Tamaki had finally recognized the new guest, dropping the dress from his grip and walking to try and reach her. The door was slammed shut as soon as Y/n made it outside, Tamaki’s face right by the large door moments from being smacked by it. 

"Shoot," Haruhi grumbled. "I guess she was right again,"

"Who is she?" The other twin repeated.

"Her name is Takahashi Y/n," She told them, pinching the ends of her hair. "I thought it would be good for her to meet some new people, you guys are kind of like her in ways. It doesn’t matter much now…”

"Takahashi?" The black-haired boy with glasses walked over, his notebook propped open. "She is the daughter of the Mamoru Takahashi. That man is very well established through his electronics company. He's top of the line in the field," Kyoya informed the group, reading a page from the notebook.

"She's that popular? Wait, you don't mean the line of electronics called 'Taka', that's made by them?" Haruhi asked bewildered.

"Her family, they are an interesting sort. I don't have much about them because they are more on the mysterious side. I'm surprised you were able to befriend her," Kyoya mentioned.

"My favorite cake mixer is from them, I always ask the cooks to use it! It whips up the ingredients so good and it tastes extra yummy," The lolita type boy added, running to Haruhi. "I heard they are coming out with a new dessert maker! I can hear my tummy grumble just thinking of it!”

"I like the watches, very high tech," Mori expressed.

"The TV's are great for watching my reality shows!" Tamaki exclaimed.

"I have some of her products," Haruhi mumbled. The group turned to look at her, almost as if they were confused she could afford something. "I'm not poor, I might not have as much as you guys but some of their stuff is affordable," She rolled her eyes.

"Isn't Takahashi the one girl in our class, some people bombard her because they want to see what she would look like without that mask," Hikaru remembered, recalling that she was sitting by Haruhi on multiple occasions.

"I forget she wears that sometimes," Haruhi chuckled to herself. "I’ve grown used to it, I don't ask about it anyway since it could be personal. But it does a fine job in helping conceal her identity." 

"We must get her here!" Tamaki declared. "Gather up! I have a plan, men!,” his pointer finger raised in the air, Hikaru and Karou’s own hands in a position of a salute. “Oh! Haruhi too,"

"I don't know about this.”

Y/n was sitting in the library, a mask covering the bottom half of her face as always. It did not take her long to forget about the past events and completely engulf herself in a new story. 

"Psst," A person poked her shoulder, interrupting her peaceful reading bliss. 

"If you would like a free product I'm not the one to ask, though we appreciate all of our customers who purchase our pro-" She started to ramble, still reading the book but remembering what her father told her to say. It was programmed into the young woman's brain by now as if memorizing lines for a play. 

"No! No, that's not why we are here," The voice interrupted her, now fully gaining her attention.

"Not many people come into this library, especially in this section," She hesitantly said, very confused about why this person was here now. They were dressed up in a trench coat, wearing a fake mustache and a barre to top the outfit.

"I'm undercover, I need your help with something," They cupped their hands over their mouth, to give the image that it was a secret.

"Pardon me?" She questioned, completely muddled. "I won't take part in any 'undercover investigation'. If you need me then you will have to speak to my lawyers beforehand, or at least my father," She reached into her pocket, just to grab a bookmark as she now figured her quiet space wasn’t about to stay as quiet but the action startled the man. He rushed to keep her hand in her pocket, figuring that she might be reaching for a phone instead to make the call. 

"No! No, wait look," He ripped off the mustache, making a face of hurt afterward. "Suoh Tamaki, president of the Ouran High School Host Club! I'm afraid we didn't have a proper introduction earlier, my beauty," He got up from the chair, grabbed her hand, and placed a kiss on the top of it.

"Um," She pulled her hand away, right afterward, grabbing a handkerchief from her backpack nearby and wiping off any remains. "You're a friend of Haruhi's, that's nice. But I'm not in the mood for more friends, kind offer, but no thank you," She replied, clutching her book and moving away from the once quiet spot in the library.

"You ruined it boss," Kaoru chimed in through a walkie-talkie. 

"That's why we have multiple plans. Your turn boys,"

Y/n left the library, walking back to the previous classroom where lessons were held earlier that day. She was merely a foot away from the door before someone lightly bumped into her.

"Sorry, Yah!" A boy with a blonde wig yelped. "We exchange students from Germany," He answered, his twin with the same blonde wig but it was curved to the right instead of left. They had on a dirndl and kept leaning into each other.

"Vill ye help us with class?" The other asked, with a horrible impression of a German accent. 

"I can't. I took a class in German culture and language when I was younger. I don't think they wear those kinds of outfits everywhere. You're the twins for that club, right? I am okay and should be leaving now," She trailed off, eyes warily looking back at the two boys bickering over a small object. Y/n made her way to the cafeteria, now having limited options of where she may go. 

Finding an empty lunch table in the back, she took a seat, letting out a deep breath, and looked around for any suspecting fellows.

"Hiya!" A blonde boy popped up on her side, considerably shorter and having a younger look to him.

"Oh, hello," She gave a slight wave, eyes darting back down to her book. Y/n silently thought to herself he was just trying to be polite and that would be the end of it, what are the chances of running into someone from the same club for the third time? 

"Please, please," The boy started, moving closer to Y/n and putting on a pouty face. "I-I came in here with my dad, I can't find him. He was going to get me cake, and now I can't have it," He went into a full-out sob, tears flowing down his face and hiccuping resounding around the area.

"Okay, where was the last place you saw your father?" She inquired, giving him a spectacle look, Y/n hesitantly patted the boy on the shoulder. He looked somewhat familiar, yet she couldn't put her finger on it.

"In a music room. My dad said-" He once again broke out into a fake cry while Y/n took his hand and let him lead the way to where he once was. "He's a part of a club here," The blonde mumbled. 

"A club? Your father is a student. Wait a minute-"

"You found my son. Thank you. Please come in." The 'father' thanked her, now wearing the same fake mustache another blonde had tried.

"No, you both are a part of that club. Just like those other guys,” Y/n took a step away from the duo. “Why are you following me?"

"Um," The 'father' voiced refusing to look Y/n in the eyes but instead stared straight ahead. 

"Do I get my cake now?" The blonde pulled out the walkie-talkie and spoke into it.

"Why are there walkie-talkies?" Y/n pondered.

"They are like that," Haruhi chimed in, sneaking up on Y/n.

Y/n flinched, stepping aside to make room for her friend, "Haruhi, your friends are kind, but I'm a little confused about all of this."

"Takahashi Y/n, in the same year and class as Haruhi and the twins. The only daughter of the Takahashi family wears a mask and enjoys her peace. Good at figuring things out," He stopped, looking at the girl whose eyes were wide open with confusion. "Well Somewhat. Yet I can't get much more on you," He walked closer to her.

"That's all you need to know, more than you do. Ootori Kyoya, your father is Yoshio, and you have three other siblings, all older. Your family is well established as well, I know more about you than you will ever know of me. It shall stay that way, I don't need people knowing much about me, it's... odd," Y/n voiced, walking into the club room and searching for a phone.

"Y/n, wha-" Haruhi began.

"I'm sorry, I have a feeling I'm going to get in trouble if I continue speaking. I hope I didn't offend any of you and our family relationships can stay well, I just need to make a call," She started plucking in the digits for the number. 

"Takahashi, why must you consult your father on a friendly conversation with fellow teenagers?" Kyoya wondered.

"I can't say, I mean I'm- well," She didn't know what to say, she didn't have an excuse ready at the moment, she was caught fully off guard.

"Join the club," Tamaki spoke up, walking over and taking the phone from her hand, the butler on the other line speaking into it. "You interest me, the whole club, the school. We just have tea with fellow students, you can do the same," He offered.

"Thank you, but-"

"Think for yourself," The 'father' from earlier chirped up.

"I,” Y/n looked down at the phone resting in the hand of the club president, an inviting smile on his face. For once, she felt that she had control of her life and her choices, she felt that way when with Haruhi and wouldn’t mind it becoming something more frequent. “I suppose it could prove useful for our company, and it could be enjoyable," She muttered, a small smile appearing on her features hidden underneath the mask, though Haruhi knew Y/n enough to be able to recognize the little changes in her facial features to tell she was happy. 

"Great! Y/n, welcome to the Ouran High School Host Club!”

an - hello, this was just something silly I made up to introduce y/n to the rest of the group, the next chapters will be adding y/n into episodes. (There is a reason she wears a mask, not COVID-related or sickness, it will be shown later on. Y/n often uses titles like ‘senpai’ similar to the characters in the anime/manga)

hope you enjoy it! please let me know what you think!

next chapter - Beware of the Physical Exam!

[ynverse]

day one - 12:50

OHSHC x gn! reader

you felt like a loser standing outside of your classroom after class dismissal. you felt even more vulnerable, somehow, and noticed the extra gazes of those that would pass. glancing at your phone again, you duly noted how it has been around ten minutes since your lunch hour began. haruhi, on the other hand, was filled with guilt as she practically ran to where you were. hikaru quite literally had to be pried off of her because he wanted to go harass you.

“y/l/n,” haruhi called out, “i’m sorry i took so long!”

you glanced up from your phone and let out a small smile. you may have been annoyed earlier but the fact that someone at this school would even apologize managed to relax your nerves. you couldn’t help but notice how haruhi wore the male uniform, not that you particularly cared. it did raise some questions though since ouran was more conservative in nature and wanted your uniform to match your sex. you also swear that someone in the group chat called them their daughter.

“it’s whatever,” you gave a small smile.

haruhi may have been a part of the chat that threatened you but something about their presence seemed to relax you. they seemed much more down to earth than the other people you’ve encountered at the academy. haruhi could also say the same about you but she knew where it stemmed from. in a playground for the rich, it was easy to admire the sense of normalcy.

“should we start walking now?”

haruhi watched as you simply nodded and began following her. as much as she didn’t want to admit it, she felt guilt in more ways than one. it was eating her up inside that you were stuck in a class you didn’t belong in, all because of her score and the school’s system. she also felt horrible about your new fate with the host club. she was unsure how she should approach you or if you would even like her to.

“uhm,” you interrupted the silence, “would it be okay if you introduced yourself?”

“oh! i’m fujioka haruhi…”

haruhi felt nervous after she noticed you stopped walking.

“oh, this is actually a relief! i don’t have to be upset over the class issue anymore,” you said with a small laugh as you continued following after her.

“y/l/n, you aren’t upset?”

“i thought you were a man from the rumors. i just didn’t want a man to take my spot but i support women climbing the ranks. also, you can call me y/n. i like my first name more.”

haruhi couldn’t help but laugh as well, feeling the weight lift off of her shoulders.

“you can call me haruhi then.”

“i’m just going to apologize ahead of time. they’re…” haruhi trailed off as you were about to open the doors, “kind of obnoxious.”

your confession at her statement immediately left as soon as you opened the doors. rose petals seemed to appear out of thin air, swarming all around you and the group in front of you. the room also seemed somewhat brighter before dimming and allowing you to see their faces clearly, though you felt that could have been your own imagination.

“welcome to the ouran host club, y/l/n!”

before you could even react, honey and the twins came towards you. while the twins walked around inspecting you, magnifying glasses appearing in their hands, honey was almost jumping for joy rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet.

“you’re the person in the group chat! woah!”

“uh, yeah i am,” your voice was almost questioning.

the rest of the group seemed to approach after your admittance, scrutinizing you as their eyes trailed over your form. the hosts did not have malicious intentions, with the exception of kyoya and his mind’s hypotheticals, but it wasn’t just any day where they met with someone outside of club hours. ouran was filled with elites, names that the boys had to remember for the sake of their interactions as hosts and for their family status. after being stuck in a cage filled with the same people, it was relieving for them to experience something different. haruhi was definitely a breath of fresh air for the boys, even if some refuse to admit it, and they are hoping you would become one too. your interactions already proved to them that you could care less about pleasantries and how they behave - and for that, they were immensely thankful. haruhi also seemed to enjoy how true to yourself you seemed, only really acknowledging the social status of those around you when kyoya threatened you you were forced to. their curiosity was immense and they wanted to see who you were, however, they had to make sure they established some rules before they let their curiosity run wild. new may not always mean dangerous but they had far too much to lose to storm in without a safety net.

“let us begin introductions. then, y/l/n, we must speak about certain issues your presence has arisen.”

ouran messenger

masterlist - prev | next

fun facts !

↳ the convo you had with them was anything but fun

↳ honey let you hold usa-chan the entire time (king)

↳ kyoya prepared written contracts and was ready to proceed with his threat but you actually complied

a/n: trying to write enough for the plot but also small enough to stay true to the mysmes style is a STRUGGLE... literally wrote so much to establish them meeting and finally managed to shorten it to help the mysmes style run well. the things i do to kiss kiss fall in love and every morning i wake up to the same sweet sound

taglist: @saeransblush @sungieflwr @nervouspsychologynerd @gekkow @r4yyyyy 

[rustycopper4use]

It’s Always Been You pt15

(Kyoya x Male Reader)

Chapter fifteen 

-Operation Haruhi And Hikaru’s First Date-

 “Haruhi Fujioka?” His voice wavered.

  “Hey Arai.” Her eyes widened.

 Time stood still as a sense of nostalgia surrounded the two.

   Tamaki was watching the two, a sense of dread filled within him. His grip on the twins tightened.

    “So uh, these are your friends?” Arai smiled nervously looking at the group.

    “Oh, yeah, this is Y/n. Then Hikaru and kaoru are in my class. And this is…” Haruhi thought for a moment before starting again.

    “-An acquaintance of mine.” She smiled, unintentionally sending daggers to Tamaki’s heart.

    A dramatic piano played to accompany.

 “Miszu….” Tamaki slowly turns his head.

   “Please don’t add any sound effects to my moment of dispair…”

   The two sat down, Haruhi and Arai at one table. The twins at another, and the rest of the club at a third one.

   “I haven’t seen you since graduation.” Haruhi smiled.

   “Yeah you’ve cut all your hair off. That’s such a shame.” 

    “I don’t think so. I mean, since I cut it, it has been easier to manage.” Haruhi played with a strand of hair.

    “So how’s Ouran treating you? Do you keep in touch with anyone from middle school anymore?” 

   “Yeah, a little. Kazumi still calls me, what about you?”

   Over at the other table….

“So, then he’s a friend of Haruhi’s from middle school huh?” Kyoya notes.

   “They’ve had zero contact since graduation, so in my opinion they’re not friends just former classmates.” Hikaru sneered.

    “So… these guys are all in a club with you?”

   “Host club.” Haruhi deadpanned.

  “Oh is that so-?”

“Hey Haruhi, don’t you think you should be working? You shouldn’t be slacking off!” 

  Hikaru barked, brashly raising his class, the ice clicking against the glass.

   “Miszu said I could take a break!-” She 

answered.

    A sound of paper ripping teared her attention away.

   “-Hey! Quit making more garbage I’ll have to take out!” 

   Tamaki was mobbing around now tearing up the club Manuel. Her first mistake was leaving him to his own devices.

   “It’s not garbage. I’m making a hamster home.” He pouted.

    “But Senpai, you don’t have a hamster.”

    “I’m not your Senpai. I’m just an acquaintance of yours.” He ripped up more paper.

   “Wow-“ Arai chuckled.

  “Who knew you Ouran guys were so funny.”

   “-You know it’s such a prestigious school, I’ve always imagined it’s a whole different world.”

   “It’s a different world alright.”

“To be honest with you Fujioka,” Arai looked back at Haruhi.

   “-I was kind of worried that you were going to have a hard time going to such an elite school. I’m glad to see you’re doing well.”

    Haruhi softly smiled at that.

 “Uh-“ Arai started to turn red.

   “I mean, it’s not like I was the only one who was worried about you, lots a people were.” He stammered, scratching the back of his head.

  “What’s with him?” Hikaru eyes narrowed, staring Arai down.

   “He’s trying to use the refreshing innocence approach, someone should tell him we already had a refreshing contest.” He looked over to the group.

   “You’re being unusually critical.” Kyoya notes.

“I’m just saying, it’s obvious this guy has a thing for Haruhi.” Hikaru loudly proclaimed.

   Haruhi and Arai turned around.

“-It’s sickening to watch him try and flirt, bleh.” He gagged.

  Arai deflated, figure the floor was easier to look at.

  Haruhi abruptly stood up and glared at Hikaru,

   “Hikaru, what’s wrong with you? Quite acting like such a jerk!”

  “Hey, it’s not big deal, he’s right I did have a thing for you once.” Arai nervously laughed, trying to deescalate the situation.

    Tamaki was on the edge of his chair now.

 “But who cares, you have already turned me down right?” Arai adds.

   “Huh!” Honey and Tamaki yelled.

 “Huh?!” Haruhi joins them.

“Why do you look so surprised?” Kyoya looks at Haruhi.

   “Uh- well I didn’t know.” Haruhi stammered.

   “You have to fill us in on the story Arai, now when did this happen?” Tamaki is now in front of Arai.

  “Well, it was about a year ago..”

(Flashback)

“Fujioka!” A younger Arai calls out.

    Haruhi turned around, holding a few books.

  “I heard that you’re taking the honour student exam for Ouran Academy.” 

  Haruhi nodded.

“You are? Well you might just make it in with your grades. Although…” Arai shyly looked off to the side.

  “-I was sure you’d be going to Higashi High.”

  “I’m taking a test for that too.” Haruhi smiled

  “I don’t know if I’ll be accepted into Ouran.”

 “Yeah well, I guess I’ll just cheer for you.” Arai looked back at Haruhi. 

  “I’d like to go to the same highschool as you though.”

   “Well okay then, you really should’ve said something to me sooner.”

   Arai heart skips a beat.

 “You mean…”

“I’m pretty sure that Ouran’s awarding more than one honour student scholarship.” Haruhi explained.

  “And even if there is only one, you can’t give up on going to the school of your dreams for someone else’s sake. If only one of us gets in, there won’t be any hard feelings right?”

  “We should both do our best. I know, let’s go ask the counselor about it!” Haruhi began to walk away.

  “Fujioka!” Arai panicked and grabbed Haruhi’s wrist.

  “I- I want you to go with me!” He blurted out.

   Haruhi softly smiled at him.

 “Yeah, I wanted to check the application deadline too. Let’s go to the staff room together.” She points down the hall.

 (Flashback Ends)

 Haruhi began to make incoherent  nosies as she spirals.

    “Haruhi…”

The lights flickered and now the boys are in cop uniforms.

   “You broke this innocent man’s heart? Just to get a laugh from some sick joke?” Kyoya interrogated.

  “Um… no, that’s not what happened, I didn’t understand what he meant.” 

   Honey looked up at Mori, holding Usa-chan.

  “This crimes pretty serious, huh?”

  Mori nodded in agreement.

 “How is this Haruhi’s fault? I wouldn’t have gotten it either.” Y/n butts in.

   “Well you’re the best judge for things like this anyways.”  Honey giggled, looked up at Y/n.

  “What do you mean-?”

Haruhi is now infront of Arai, and she bows.

  “I’m so sorry.” 

“So you’re turning me down a whole year later?” Arai expresses.

  “Don’t worry Fujioka, I’m over it already.”

 “- You didn’t realize what I meant so that means you weren’t interested. But you know… I was always drawn to that faraway look in your eyes. And the way you look someone in the eyes when you spoke to them. I liked that about you, I always thought you were special.”

Tamaki eyes shined, truly touched by his words.

  “You think that much of my little girl? Don’t worry I’ll never forget your gallantry!” Tamaki gleefully smiled.

   “Eh?…” Arai weirded out by this.

  Hikaru took a sip from his very empty cup, staring at the group, a bitter taste stuck in his mouth.

  Later on, the group is now sitting at one table getting friendly with Arai. But of course the exclusion of the twins.

  “Wow! You guys went to Kyoto for your school trip? How unusual that you stayed in the country!” Honey smiled.

   “Nah, it’s quite normal for us really.” Arai stated.

  “Well, I’ve always been a fan of Kyoto.” Tamaki added.

  “I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to tour the temples with him.” Kyoya sighed.

  Tamaki noticed the twins from the distance.

  “Hikaru, Kaoru!”

 Tamaki waved over to the twins.

 “Get over here! This may be our only chance to hear what Haruhi was like in middle school!”

 Hikaru crossed his arms with a huff.

   “Sorry, but I’m not interested.”

  “Man, how stupid can you guys get? Where’s the fun in sitting around talking about somebody’s past, I don’t see the appeal. Besides, doesn’t that guy realize Haruhi doesn’t want anything to do with him. She’s got plenty of friends.”

   Haruhi got up and stomped towards Hikaru.

   “So she doesn’t need you around, get lost.”

  Haruhi harshly slapped Hikaru, glaring at him.

  “That’s not something for you to decide Hikaru! I’m not going to tolerate you insulting my friends anymore, you got that!”

  Hikaru was trembling looking down at Haruhi.

  “But why…? Why should anyone else even matter to you?”

   Haruhi soften her glare.

 “I thought we were your friends! Are we or aren’t we?” Hikaru clenches his teeth before running off up stairs, Karou follows after.

  “Hikaru, wait for me!”

 “There world is still so small, it’s such a shame.” Tamaki watches the two.

  A veil of silence falls across the room. No one really sure of what to do. 

   A chair is pushed back.

 “Uh- I should go…” Arai makes his way to the door, the others come aswell.

   Arai heads outside and starts to get back in his bike.

   “I’m really sorry Arai.” Haruhi apologizes.

   “It’s okay, I don’t know what I did, but whatever it was sure did set him off, huh?” He laughed uncomfortably.

   Hikaru joins the others. And walks up to Arai.

   “I was out of line, I’m sorry..” Hikaru rubbed the back of his head.

   “Thanks, don’t worry about it. Well, see you soon Fujioka.” He began to bike off.

 As Arai biked away, Haruhi turned to Hikaru. Who was being too pleasant.

   “So Kaoru, tell me why you’re pretending to be Hikaru?”

   The club looks at Haruhi surprised.

 “Hey wait-“ Haruhi grabbed Kaoru’s cheek.

   “What happened to that scratch on your cheek?”

   “I just covered it up with some concealer!” He laughed.

  “I don’t think Hikaru’s temper is going to let up anytime soon. He’s no fun when he’s like this.” Kaoru smiled at Haruhi.

   “So Ive got a small favour to ask of you.”

   “Hm?”

  “How would you like to go out with me tomorrow on a date?” Kaoru gave a grin.

  “WHAT!?” Tamaki screeched.

    “Sure.” Haruhi agreed.

 “NO!”

  But his very normal and sane reaction fell to death ears.

   “If you keep screaming like that someone is going to call the cops.” Y/n groaned covering his ears.

    “But- howcouldIletmydesrdaughteronadateshestooyoungforitIcantletthishappen.”  Tamaki spoke in between tears.

    “Don’t make me have Kyoya deal with you.” Y/n sighed.

   Tamaki turned his head towards Kyoya, an ominous aura surrounded him.

   He let a gasp before standing up and dusting himself off.

———-

The day of the date, Haruhi stands in a busy town, tourists everywhere. 

   She was dressed up in a cute sundress, with extensions in her hair made into pigtails.

    “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

 Haruhi turned and without missing a beat-

  “Hold on…. Where’s Karou?”

  “Well uh… he wasn’t feeling well, and felt guilty, making me take his place.”

   “What should we do? Wanna go home?” 

 “No I told him I’d hang out with yoy today so we might as well.” 

Hikaru looked Haruhi up and down with a funny look.

   “But what’s up with that outfit?”

  “Uh…” Haruhi looks down on her outfit, pulling at the hem of her dress.

   “Is it weird?”

  “Kind of.” 

Unknowingly of the two, the host club was lingering, watching the date unfold.

And Tamaki is being held back.

  “Agh! Haruhi” he reaches out.

 “Be careful boss! They might see us.” Karou whispered.

  Tamaki gripped his shirt.

 “Why did Haruhi and Hikaru end up on a day anyways!”

   “Because you couldn’t muster up the courage yourself, you coward.” Y/n grinned teasing the blonde.

  “How are yesterday’s events even remotely related to this!” Tamaki grimaced.

  “Y’know this might be Haru-chan’s first date!” Honey spoke sitting off by a table having tea.

  “You’re going to pay for that! And look at what she’s wearing! It’s cute! Super cute!”

  “I can explain…”

Tamaki began to through a fit.

 “No fair, no fair, no fair!”

“I don’t know boss… it’s hard for you to understand, but it would be good for Hikaru to find other people he can feel close with.”

   Tamaki stops looking back at Hikaru and Haruhi.

  “The only other people we’ve ever been able to depend on are ourselves. We didn’t care what anyone else thought about us. That’s probably how we ended up so self-centred.”

  “So you admit it?” Tamaki blankly spoke.

 “I guess you could say Hikaru’s immature and lets his emotions run wild. See, I’m not sure he’s even aware of it, but I can tell that he cares about Haruhi. He just doesn’t know how to react so he lets his emotions take over. He’s selfish and wants all her attention.”

  “He wants to be acknowledged by her but… doesn’t know how to make that happen. If you want true friends, friends who aren’t only your toys, you have to learn how to respect them. That’s the only way you can have a meaningful relationship. I think it’s time that Hikaru learned that lesson himself.”

  “Karou… that was amazing.” Tamaki looked star-struck.

   “So in other words, this date is basically to see if Hikaru can handle being thoughtful towards others right?” Kyoya noted.

   “Just promise you won’t interfere with them okay?”

  “Fine, but then why are you making us follow them?” Tamaki asked.

  “Because! There’s no reason we should miss out on something this interesting!” Karou crouched behind a tree.

   “I feel like a creep being around them.” Y/n mumbled, watching tamaki and Karou followed the couple.

   “Kyoya, want to check out the stores around here?” Y/n gestured towards the street.

   “Hm, not interested in stalking?” Kyoya look over to him.

   “No, it’s really a shame isn’t?” Y/n grinned as he began to walk with Kyoya.    

   The streets were bustling with people, stores lined the streets with a few food stands littered about.

    However one shop stood out, It was a small store, in the window display showed an array of trinkets, jewelry, stuffed animals and other charming gifts. 

   Y/n eagerly went to the store, Kyoya following. The door swings open, the inside has a sense of comfort to it.

   Y/n looked around the store.

 “Are you looking for anything particular?” Kyoya asked as Y/n inspected one of the stuffed animals.

   “I want to get gifts for the club.”

  “-This looks like Hikaru and Karou.” He snickered, holding up twin cats attached by a thread through their paws.

    “Is that so…” Kyoya looked at the stuffed animal.

   Y/n wandered off towards the other side of the store, living Kyoya to look around for himself.

   He stared at one of the shelves, it held a bunch of various figures made out of minerals and gems. He picked up one of them, it was a small crab made out of a colourful stone. It reflected bits of light as he holds it. After a while he puts it back before walking to another area.

As Y/n picked out something for everyone, however he left Kyoya last. He wanted to wait to see if anything here caught Kyoya’s interest. And by some miracle he actually found something, the crab, He noticed Kyoya’s interest in it.

   He went to the cashier and put everyone’s gift down, he asked for the crab to be in a special package. After paying Y/n put the crab, now in a sleek black box in his pocket, while the rest of the gifts are put in various bags.

Y/n thanked the cashier and went over to kyoya.

  “You ready to go?”  Y/n asked holding the bags.

   “Looks like you found everything you needed.” Kyoya noted.

   “I did in fact, now let’s continue on!” Y/n smiled walking out the door.

   A cool breeze greets the two, before it’s starting to rain, heavily. Thunder soon joins in.

   “It’s freezing out here.” Y/n tenses up, unknowingly move closer to Kyoya. For warmth of course, nothing else…

   “You know if anyone can come get us?”

   “I can see-“ A ring intrudes the two.

  “Why is Tamaki calling?” Y/n mumbled before answering his phone.

   Worried screams come from the other side.

   “What?”

   “No I haven’t, and yes I’m fine.”

  “Yes he’s here with me.”

   “No- just call him yourself-… fine.”

  Y/n hands his phone to Kyoya.

  “He wants to talk to you.” 

Kyoya took it as Tamaki yelled, Y/n could almost make out what he was saying by sheer volume.

   Kyoya hanged up after Tamaki finished his speech, giving Y/n’s phone back to him.

   “So?”

 “Apparently Hikaru left Haruhi right before the storm and now he doesn’t know where either of them are.” Kyoya explained.

   “How delightful.” Y/n rubbed his temples.

 “Let’s just go into the cafe next door, and wait for a ride. I need a drink anyway.”  

   He moved towards the door and opened it for Kyoya.

  “Ladies first.” Y/n grinned.

  “How thoughtful.” Kyoya walked through. 

The smell of coffee and freshly baked goods spread across the room.

 “I’m gonna order a drink you want anything?”

   Y/n tilts his head.

 “Just a coffee.” 

  “Boo how boring.” He grins walking in line.

  As Y/n successfully orders the coffees, without being awkward for once.

   He places the coffees at the table and sat down across from Kyoya.

   “-oh! Before I forget here.” He slides the black box towards Kyoya.

   “I got you a gift too.” He nervously smiled.

  Kyoya looked at the box, and he opened it.

  “-I saw you looking at in the store and I thought you might’ve liked it so-…” Y/n stopped his rambling.

   Kyoya pulled out the crab, and his eyes softened.

   The sight caused any doubt to disappear from him.

   “Thank you, Y/n.” Kyoya looked up at him.

  “Oh- uh… you’re welcome.” Y/n looked off to the side.

  His heart was a goner now.

——

Afterwards….

“What’s up!” Arai walked into the bed and breakfast  holding up a watermelon.

  “Hey good morning Arai!” Haruhi smiled.

“I brought you a watermelon! My uncle got the best in town.”

  “Oh wow it’s huge!” Honey exclaimed.

Y/n started chuckling.

  “Hm?” Honey turned to Y/n

   “Don’t worry about it.” He grinned 

Arai hands over the watermelon to Hikaru with a smile.

  “Here.”

  “Thanks.”

..

“By the way… a question about your strategy. Did you ever consider the possibility the date might go too well and those two fall in love?” Kyoya spoke observing the club from the balcony.

   “Nah, it’s still too soon for that. Hikaru’s a bit of a dummy.” Karou smiled.

   “Well, then he’s lucky because our club is full of dummies.” Kyoya pushed his glasses up.

        “Speaking of which, how did you and Y/n’s date go.” He grinned.

   “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Kyoya looks down at his notebook.

    Karou gave a brief look before smiling.

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pairing- Kyoya Ootori x Reader

In which a rational head hides a generous heart, but you have always known how to see past his walls and help him bloom into the gorgeous rose he is.

Enjoy a slow burn between an honor student and our beloved glasses character!

-> word count: 4.8k

-> summary: Kyoya gives you a once over. You’re going to be the death of him. 

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Starting Today, You are a Host! pt. 1

A (h/c) haired girl walks quickly through the halls of Ouran Academy. You check the time, and your uniform sways with your movements as you increase your pace down the pristine halls of your high school. 

Not unusually, you were late. 

You had characteristically overslept this morning, earning you an urgent call from one of your best friends, Kyoya Ootori. Kyoya was also not a morning person, but on school mornings he had a set routine, and making sure you woke up on time to get to school had begrudgingly become a part of it. Because you were both a part of the same club, Kyoya had to make sure you would show up on time. If a member was late, the entire operation was unbalanced until they started their shift. Also, Kyoya had a short patience for lateness. 

You were particularly grateful for his call this morning. As nice as it was to hear the voice of someone so special to you, you had completely forgotten your arrangement with Chairman Suoh, which required you to be at school earlier than normal. 

You had rushed around your room, respectfully declining the maids and butlers attempting to assist you with your daily routine, knowing that it would be done faster if you did it yourself. You threw your hair together, then your makeup. It was minimal, but considering you usually didn’t put much on anyway, it was easy and quick for you to finish. Kyoya’s voice could still be heard in the background of your bathroom, where you had left him on speaker.

“I cannot believe you forgot (Y/n). Especially after Suoh-sensei sought you out himself.” You could practically feel the smirk after a disapproving sigh escaped him. 

“Not helping.” You said as you reached for your bag and rushed out of the bedroom, only to return quickly to get your phone. 

“I am very helpful. Without me, you definitely would’ve slept through every alarm you set.”

“Uh huh, I owe my life to you Kyo, thank you.” Rolling your eyes, you got in your car, needing to say goodbye so that you can drive.

Kyoya felt the eye-roll and heard the door to your car shut, signaling your need to leave.

“A favor will do just fine.” You cursed him in the back of your mind. That’s what I get for being friends with the Shadow King. Kyoya’s voice came back through the phone, “I assume you need to go?”

“Yes,” you sighed, setting your bag down into the passenger seat of your (d/c), “I have to drive away now if I’m ever going to have a chance at being on time. Thank you for looking out for me and waking me up, Kyo. It means a lot.”

On the other end, Kyoya fixed his glasses. “Of course, (Y/n), drive safe. Goodbye.”

“I will, see ya.” You hung up the phone and sped down the interstate.

Now, as you glance at the clock once more down the hallway, you’re nearly jogging when you stop to find a brown-haired student sitting outside of the Chairman’s office. When they look up, an imaginary light bulb sparks on when you see the eyes of the person you’ve been looking for.

“Are you Fujioka-san?” You ask, recognizing her from her profile the Chairman showed you, although her hair looks shorter than it did on the photo. 

“Yes, I am! Are you (L/n)-senpai?” She stands up from her chair, adjusting the bag on her shoulder. 

“Yes! You can call me (Y/n), Fujioka-san, no need for honorifics. I’m from (C/n) so it’s still rather unfamiliar when people call me that.” You sheepishly laugh, a light blush on your face. 

“Oh, wow! Your Japanese is really good, (Y/n). In that case, you can call me Haruhi.” She sticks out her hand for you to shake. “Isn’t this how most (n) people greet each other?”

You reach out and take it, smiling at the inclusion of your culture. “That’s perfect!” You let go of the handshake, turning to walk down the hallway. 

“Thank you for showing me around the school, (Y/n). It’s so big here, it is completely different from the high school my old friends are attending. It’s such a relief to have a tour by a fellow honor student.”

You giggle at her as she nearly trips over her own feet from being distracted by the large chandeliers that hang above you. “Haha, yes, well that was the Chairman’s exact thought process when he asked me to lead you to your first class. Just to ensure that you would be comfortable! If you have any questions, you can definitely let me know.”

“Um, well there was this one question I was thinking about…”

“Sure thing! What is it?”

“I was just wondering how you were able to apply as an honor student to Ouran Academy? Aren’t you the heir to (L/n) Tech?”

You chuckled again, smiling at her. “I can see how that could be confusing.” You take a moment to collect your story, even though you’ve had to explain yourself many times before. 

“I am the heir to my mother’s company, yes. But when my father told me that we were moving to Japan in order to expand our market, he reminded me that people may not respect me because of where I came from, in school, work, or otherwise.” Haruhi frowned at this. “I wanted to enter this new chapter in my life with a new confidence and a strong reputation. I knew that I was smarter than most– I’m sure you know what that’s like– and decided that if I was going to go to one of the best high schools in the academic world, I was going to earn it.”

“Did it work?” Haruhi asked, seemingly impressed with your determination. She noticed how beautiful you were when you talked passionately. Surely, I’m not the first to notice, Haruhi thought. 

“For the most part, yeah!” You looked ahead, reminding yourself how proud you are to be where you are today, “People saw that I wasn’t just another rich person going to school to have a good time and live off of Mommy’s money. I was here to become successful and happy with the life that I was able to build myself. And, also, to have a good time.”

The two of you laugh together, after rounding a corner. Since you were able to share your story, you asked Haruhi about her own life. You were sad to hear that her mother died 10 years ago, but touched to hear that she wanted to become a lawyer just like her. You gasped at the comparisons she made between her old middle school and here, because even if you were independent, you were still a higher-class citizen, and thankfully never experienced the middle-school bathroom horrors she was retelling. You walked her down the hall to her first class, satisfied with your job of making her comfortable on her first day here. 

“Thank you so much for showing me around, (Y/n)-senp-, uh, I mean, (Y/n).” Haruhi smiled at you again to show her gratitude. 

“Of course! Here is my number if you ever need anything else. Sorry I have to leave you here so early before class starts because of my club, but maybe we could meet up for lunch? If you’re not already too popular by then.” You joke as you hand her one of your business cards your mom had made. You then wave at her and turn to leave, hurriedly preparing yourself to face the wrath of your friends for being late as you make your way to a certain music room. 

:::

Haruhi was beginning to get frustrated as she looked at her watch, only having a certain amount of time to find a study room that was quiet enough to finish her Japanese literature essay. It had been a couple weeks since her first day, but she was still not at all familiar with the layout of this school. You had walked her everyday to her classes for the first week, but you had told that everywhere outside of your usual class schedule was an adventure in itself, and she would help you find them another time. Haruhi knew she didn’t wanna bother you during club hours, so she settled on trying to find a room herself. 

She walked towards the last music room she would be searching for, because if this place was busy too, she would just give up and finish the essay at home, which made her even more stressed considering the work she had to get done. 

Haruhi opened the doors, and was immediately swarmed with rose petals, confusing her on how the defied the laws of physics. 

“Welcome!”

Willing her eyes to get used to the blinding light that emitted from the room, she took a step inside to see seven figures grouped in the center. Two ravenettes stood to the left, one with his back turned and the other with a black notebook in his hand. Two gingered twins stood to the right, hanging on one another with a mischievous smile on their faces that unsettled Haruhi to her core. A smaller blonde stood in front of them, with big gleaming brown eyes and a pink stuffed rabbit hanging from one of his arms. Then sitting in the center was a prince-like blonde, who was already looking at her in surprise. She was the one to gape when she saw you, standing even more to the left, near the one with the glasses. 

“Haruhi?” You asked, but just as you took a step forward, the twins sauntered up to Haruhi before you got the chance. Oh god. 

“Oh wow, its a boy!”

“Huh? No, act-” As you were about to correct them, Kyoya put a hand on your shoulder to stop you. 

“What?” You said turning to him.

“Don’t say anything. I want to see how this plays out.”

You deadpan, “You’re kidding me.”

“Oh (Y/n), I’ve never been one for humor.”

Poor Haruhi, you think, but keep your mouth shut, secretly wondering the outcome as well. 

“Hikaru. Kaoru. I believe this man is in the same class as you?” Kyoya turns back to your friends, pushing his glasses back onto the bridge of his nose. 

“Yeah but he doesn’t talk much-” Hikaru started.

“- we don’t really know much about him.” Kaoru finished.

“Well, that wasn't very polite. Welcome to the Ouran Host Club, Mr. Honor Student.” Kyoya says, taking a step forward and writing something down in his notebook.

Tamaki takes another step forward, but seemingly something clicks in his head. “What? You must be Haruhi Fujioka! You're the exceptional honor student we've heard about.”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to say this whole time.” You mutter under your breath, Kyoya smirking next to you.

“How did you know my name?” Haruhi asks, nervously taking a step back, clearly wanting to leave.

“You’re famous, Haruhi!” You say, finally speaking loud enough to where the others can hear you, “It’s not everyday a commoner like you gets into a school like this. You've shown the world that even a poor person can excel at an elite private academy.”

“It must be hard for you to constantly be looked down upon by others.” Tamaki pouts. 

Haruhi frowns. “I think you're taking this poor thing too far.” 

Tamaki rushes to Haruhi’s side, taking her hand, dramatic sympathy in his eyes. “Spurned! Neglected! But that doesn't matter now. We welcome you, poor man, to our world of beauty!” 

Haruhi has become even more bewildered than when she walked in, trying to exit with a respectful, “I’m outta here.”

Just as she is trying to leave, the small blonde boy rushes over to her, stopping her slightly in front of a vase that you had always admired. He grabs her hand, and looks up at her with a beaming smile that melts the coldest of hearts. 

“Hey! Come back here, Haru-chan! You must be like a superhero or something. That's so cool!” Honey-senpai smiles at her even more, dazzling at his new found discovery.

“I'm not a hero, I'm an honor student. And who are you calling Haru-chan?!”

Tamaki puts a finger to his chin, “I never would have imagined the famous scholar would be so openly gay.” 

You put your head in your hands, “Oh my god.” 

Tamaki strides over to Harhui, earning more sympathy from you as she backs up even more. He doesn’t give her personal space still, of course, and grabs her hand again, turning on his charm, “So tell me what kind of guys you're into. Do you like the strong silent type?” Tamaki gestures to Mori, who gives a slight nod. “The boy lolita?” Honey-senpai beams up at her once more. “How about the mischievous type?” Hikaru and Kaoru are still analyzing her with their eyes, and they give lazy salutes. “Or the cool type?” Kyoya gives her a flash of his glasses and a signature smirk.

Haruhi’s face contorts into a more horrified expression when she realizes that they are suggesting that she sought them out to flirt.

“I uh... I-It's not like that! I was just looking for a quiet place to study.” She backs up even more, not noticing the vase behind her. 

Your eyes widen, “Wait, Tamaki-”.

Tamaki continues to walk towards her, charm seeping through him as roses seem to circle him, “Or maybe you're into a guy like me.” He poses, another step forward, “What do you say?”

A flustered Haruhi stutters and takes another hasty step back, knocking your favorite vase off its mount. Haruhi turns quickly and watches it begin to fall, hastily reaching out for it in desperation. Her hand nearly grazes the handle, but it slips through her fingers and falls to the floor.

Crash!

You and Haruhi both stare at the vase in mortified terror. You look over at Kyoya, who has lost the smirk and now sighs displeasingly at the words he writes into his notebook. You frown too, knowing how this is going to end. 

The twins step forward to look down onto the broken porcelain, already knowing how to create another hell. 

Kaoru tsks, shaking his head, “Oh, now you've done it, commoner. The bidding on that vase was supposed to start at eight million yen.”

Haruhi chokes on air, ”What, eight million yen? How many thousand yen is that? How many thousands are in eight million? I'm gonna have to pay you back.” She starts to count on as many fingers and toes as she can. The twins begin teasing her on how she couldn’t even afford a uniform, let alone 8 million yen. 

You take pity on her, and in her trance, you lead her away from the broken glass in order to start cleaning it up. You were able to join the host club as an errand girl, cleaning and cooking and serving for the boys when they needed you. At the beginning, you had entered the Music Room looking for the host club because you needed an extracurricular that wasn’t a performing arts, since you had enough of those credits already. Plus, it put you in good standing with the chairman’s son and the third son of the Ootori’s, a family your mother deals with often, considering her development of medical technologies. 

Kyoya later admitted to letting you join because you intrigued him with your ambition to prove yourself, something he could relate to in his own way. You didn’t know that you had also caught his attention in other forms as well. To be fair, he didn’t either. 

You knelt down on your knees to begin picking up the largest pieces of glass, not bothering yourself with a broom due to the fact that it was in the closet across the room span, and you didn’t want anyone falling and cutting themselves immediately, considering how dense and clumsy the entire club was. 

Kyoya turns to look at you, ignoring the chaos caused by the first year trio, now fully focused on the broken pieces in your delicate palm.

“(Y/n), we have a broom in the closet just over there, why are you picking those up with your bare hands? You’re going to cut yourself. Someone else can pick those up.” Kyoya walks over to you and stops in front of you.

You look up at him, smirking at his concern. “I just don’t want anyone to fall on these big pieces, so I’m picking them up right away. This is what you hired me to do Kyoya, I’ll get the broom in a minute.” You carefully place another big piece of porcelain, balancing it on top of the small pile in your hand, when you feel a shadow over you.

Mori has retrieved the broom for you, and holds it out for you to grab.

“Oh wow, thank you Mori-senpai!” You look away from your hand for a moment and shift your balance to reach out and grab the broom, scooching your knees forward slightly to get closer to Mori’s grip. As you move your knee, it glides over one of the pieces of glass, cutting into your skin. 

“Ow!” You flinch, accidentally putting more weight on it, pressing the vase even further into your knee. Mori’s eyes widen and he goes to help you, but Kyoya is already beside you, grabbing onto your unoccupied hand and hoisting you up, pulling you close to him. The movement causes you to drop the pieces of vase you picked up previously, making them shatter into  smaller shards.

“(Y/n) are you alright?” Kyoya turns you around to face him to find a blush on your cheeks and small tears forming from the initial pain.

“It’s my knee, I-ow.” You laugh wetly in disbelief at how quickly karma came to bite you in the ass, and you look down to see a trail of blood making its way down your calf. Kyoya follows your eye-line and tightens the muscles in his jaw. He grasps your hand again and leads you to the front door with the intention of finding a bathroom. The trio comes back into earshot as you pass.

“So boss, what should we do?” The twins ask, as Haruhi still freaks out.

Tamaki flourishes, a smug look imprinted on his face, “ There's a famous saying you may have heard, Fujioka. When in Rome, you should do as the Romans do. Since you have no money, you can pay with your body. That means, starting today, you're the host club's dog.”

You stall, whipping your head to Tamaki, causing Kyoya to pause as well.

“Tamaki, Haruhi can’t be the errand gi-boy, that’s my job.” You look at him with confusion in your eyes.

Tamaki turns to face you and sees the blood dripping down your knee. He rushes over to you

“(Y/N)! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU WHY ARE YOU HURT?! MON AMIII HOW COULD YOU?” 

“It doesn’t matter,” You brush him off, feeling another tug from Kyoya, but you don’t budge, “you can’t just go giving my position away like that, Tamaki, what am I supposed to do now?” 

Tamaki puts his chin back to his face, thinking as hard as he can. The twins look over to him, worried that he might sprain his brain. 

After sometime, Tamaki shoots up, an accomplished look on his face. 

“(Y/n) could become a host!”

The Music Room is quiet at first, but suddenly the hosts start crowding around you, minding your knee, and flood you with encouragement. A blush forms across your face at the thought of entertaining guests. Sure, it is definitely something you have wanted to try out, and you think that you could be good at it. You could be the “Sweet” type, or the “Beautiful” type, and you could definitely bring in more business, considering boys is a whole other audience to cater towards, and-

“Absolutely not.” Kyoya states, trying to pull you out once again to tend to your injury. 

“What?” The hosts exclaim as you turn to look at your friend in disbelief.

“But Kyo-chan, (N/n)-chan is so cute! She would do such a great job!” Honey said, using his puppy dog eyes on the Shadow King. 

“We can’t have two errand people-” Kaoru started.

“-but we can’t fire (Y/n) either.” Hikaru joined.

“I’ll think of some other way, no one is getting fired and debts will be paid. Right now, (Y/n) is bleeding and needs to be taken care of. She doesn’t need to be worried about entertaining crowds of men when she is the one that needs to be attended too. Excuse us, please.” Kyoya glares at the other hosts as they quickly make room, the aspect of a new opportunity for you making them space on the fact that you cut yourself just minutes ago. 

You and Kyoya exit the music room, Kyoya still holding your hand as he leads you into the women’s bathroom. During your walk you try to study his back, searching for any expression, but it’s hard to do so without seeing his eyes. Kyoya always prides himself on the mask he puts on for his guests, and he is confident that his emotions are well hidden. They are, but anyone who is as close to him as you are fail to tell him that his eyes give him away at a moment's glance. 

He walks into the women’s bathroom with you despite your protests, telling you sharply that the guests and students made their way back home, as it is after-school hours. 

He leads you to the counter of the sink and asks you to jump up on it. You do so, and now you are facing him, trying to scan his face for any sign. Kyoya reaches into his coat pocket and takes out a mini first aid kit, something you knew he always carried around.

“For emergencies.” He said, holding it up and gesturing to your knee. 

He opens the kit and finds the mini bottle of hydrogen peroxide and a small patch of gauze.

“Uh, Kyoya, is that really necessary?” You sweatdrop, not wanting to suffer anymore today.

“Yes, (Y/n), this is necessary so you don’t get an infection. Or would you like me to remind you that you cut yourself on broken pottery that sat in dust from the floor?” His tone was sharper than the tone he usually used with you. He was mad. 

“Look Kyoya, I’m sorry about this, I know it’s inconvenient to take you out of club duties and everything.” Kyoya met his eyes with yours and then back to the task at hand, but in that flash you saw something akin to annoyance. 

“It’s not inconvenient to take care of you, (Y/n), it’s inconvenient when you go against your better judgment to use a broom. I know you’re smarter than that.” He puts the liquid on the gauze. One of his hands holds the back of your calf, and after cleaning the blood that ran down your leg, making your cheeks a slight pink from the touch and the compliment he just gave you, he hovers it over your cut, moving the unoccupied hand to a respectful place on your outer thigh. 

“It’s going to sting.” Kyoya said, prompting you to give him an oh really? I never would have guessed look.

“On three?” He asks, meeting your eyes again. This time the annoyance has mixed with concern.

“On three.” You say, moving a hand over his on your leg, preparing for the feeling. 

Kyoya nods and counts. “One…” and on two there is a cold, sizzling, stinging feeling on your knee, making you gasp and tighten your grip on his hand. Kyoya shifts his hand to hold yours as he presses the gauze into your cut. 

“You son of a bitch”, you say, trying to crack a smile through the discomfort. Kyoya watches you with a smirk of his own, and while the concern is still there, you find the annoyance has disappeared. He lifts the gauze much to your enjoyment, and goes to rummage through the med kit to find ointment and a band-aid, letting go of your hand. 

“So what do you really think of me being a host?” You say, trying to gauge his reaction once more.

Kyoya gives you a side eye, his mouth drooping into something disapproving. You find yourself missing the smirk. “It’s unnecessary”, he says and he moves towards you again to put an antioxidant ointment on your cut, “Tamaki doesn’t know the numbers like I do, so he doesn’t know what he’s doing.”

“So, what, you’re going to be paying the salary for two errand people? A salary that I know we don’t have the budget for?” You ask, reaching over to grab the bandaid from the box and putting it on yourself so you feel like your helping.

“No, obviously not, that wouldn’t work.” Kyoya walks to the entrance of the bathroom with you, turning and waiting for you to adjust your skirt.

“Then I have to quit?” You say, walking up behind him, “I really like this club Kyoya, I-”

He turns around, and puts a hand on your shoulder, you two suddenly being very close, “You do not have to quit either, (Y/n), that’s never going to be a part of the solution. We all want you to stay.” He looks at you for a long enough moment to notice another shade of gray in his eye, then ducks his head and pulls out his book, opening it to a page and studying it, putting some space between you.

You blink and put on a soft smile, “Then just hear me out.”

Kyoya raises an eyebrow and looks at you, giving you his attention. 

“If I were to be a host, I would be marketing towards a whole other demographic of students. Around 57% of the student population at Ouran Academy is male. Not saying that we have never had male guests, as we always support the LGBTQ+ community, but even they are a small recorded percentage. That’s nearly half of a market that we aren’t utilizing to our advantage. Think of the money that could go towards the host club, and the kind of budget you would have in order to grow this place,” you take another step towards him, “and I think that I could be really good at it. At the tea party tomorrow, just let me go for a trial run. If I fail, I fail, but if I succeed, then you need to seriously consider me as a permanent host. Deal?”

Kyoya gives you a once over. You’re going to be the death of him. 

It has always been obvious to him that you wish that you were a host. You love being around them and helping the club in anyway that you can, and you always felt that being a host was the most influential position, meaning you could help the most. And he knows that you would be good at it. Damn good at it. You’re beautiful, kind, smart, talented, and incredibly out of their league, which would only make them want you more. You would have an audience of guests in no time, bringing in publicity and money that would almost rival Tamaki. 

But Kyoya for some reason has always clenched his teeth at the thought of the boys that would get to surround you, have you flirt with them and whisper sweet nothings into their ears. They would buy you gifts and sweets, while you flashed them your signature smile. You wouldn’t be able to sit with him anymore due to your busy scheduling of clients. The image gives him a pit in his stomach. 

He studies your face and realizes that for him to deny you with absolutely no reason other than a selfish one would be against something you stood for, and he was smart enough to know to always stand behind something you were passionate towards. You had even studied the stable numbers, something you knew he was appreciative of. 

Kyoya sighs, “Okay. One session. We will advertise you as a new limited time host, and we will see how it goes from there. But you must teach Haruhi what you can so that he-she doesn’t do the wrong thing.” He looks down at your knee. “I suppose though, it doesn't matter how much training she gets.”

He looked back up to your face to see a shocked look. He waits for your reply, knitting his brows together.

“Did you hear what-oof!” Kyoya was cut off as you hugged him, thanking him repeatedly, clearly excited. He chuckles and wraps his arms around you for a moment before pulling back. 

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!”, you exclaimed, pumping your fists in victory, and dancing with excitement while Kyoya looks at you with feigned annoyance. 

“Please stop that, you’re embarrassing me.” 

“Mmmmm…no.” You laugh, and continue celebrating.

[literally-inlove]

hi!!! can i request the ouran hosts+ kasanoda with an pop star s/o?? thx!!

Of course!

OHSHC is so underrated now with all the new anime it's sad. It's still in my top 10 to this day.

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Ouran Hosts + Kasanoda With Popstar s/o (✾)

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Haruhi Fujioka➛

Probably one of the only people to take in the news in a calm manner.

She knew you were a Popstar, but the fact you're now dating her? She was happy. But not because someone who was famous was now her s/o. Rather because someone likes her for her, no matter their status.

She has the hidden talent of singing and you love it whenever you two do duets of other songs.

And your fans love her as well, even though they've only seen her on your social media, and mistaken her for a boy. That's okay. What matters is that you're both happy.

She can't attend a lot of your concerts due to helping out her dad, but she goes with you whenever she is free. Not that it's needed. You give her private concerts.

When she broke the news to the rest of the hosts that she was dating you, let's say it didn't go... Too well... *Cough cough* Tamaki *Cough*

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Tamaki Suoh➛

Man is IN LOVE.

An s/o? Who can sing? And play instruments? Love songs for life.

Would probably try and join in whenever you're singing to yourself, but let's just say he isn't... Greatest at singing...

He's so supportive of you whenever you have to leave the country for tours and promises that he'll be by your side constantly. As in he goes on the tours with you.

Kyoya sometimes has to drag him back to Tokyo thanks to how protective this guy is.

People may see him as this massive flirt on the outside, but he's really a boyfriend that can't go two seconds of being out of your presence.

The hosts are thrilled to know that someone else can put up with his shenanigans. They're even more thrilled to find out that he tends to be more quiet around you.

That is until he tries to show off his... Singing skills...

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Kyoya Ootori➛

I swear this man is somehow more overprotective than Tamaki. But not in that "I can't let you go" type of way. It's more "Make sure to take one of my professional bodyguards whenever you go" type of way..

As we all know, Kyoya is in charge of practically everything in the host club. So he always puts on your songs for the time and forces everybody to listen to your immaculate voice. It ain't torture. It's a form of love.

He sadly can't attend any of your concerts, but he's tries to be supportive at home.

He can probably sing, he just doesn't like to. And fair enough. It can make your throat dry after some time.

Which is why he always has cough drops on hand for you. He is always prepared.

He's also in charge of your concerts. He buys the stage, the props, the lights, the employees. He wants the best for the best s/o.

And if people want your signature at school, he makes them pay for it. No matter how many times you beg him not to charge people.

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Hikaru Hitachiin➛

He can't sing.

But he can play the guitar.

He loves to have you sit in his lap where he stretches the guitar to be in front of you, and plays it from there. He can also hear you singing perfectly.

He's grateful you're his s/o because you also help promote his family business. You wear a lot of the outfits his family makes to concerts.

Also extremely supportive and goes to all your concerts. Doesn't care if the other hosts need him back in the music room. He and his brother will go to your concerts.

Yeah. You heard me. Him and his brother. It's okay though. Koaru is a massive fan. Music wise and relationship wise.

Overall, good relationship. Doesn't help that the boy gets jealous easily.

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Kaoru Hitachiin➛

He can't sing nor can he play an instrument. But he can write surprisingly good songs. The majority of your songs were written by him.

Like his brother, he's literally so supportive of you. He's the more emotional one out the pair and it really shows.

He wants nothing more than for you to love him. You're his s/o afterall.

Someone requested for the person who writes your songs, and all you responded with was, "He is nothing more than a highschool student who I had fallen in love with". Yeah. That started a lot of controversy.

Everyone wanted to figure out who this mysterious highschooler was, when he really was quite popular.

When Koaru told the news to the other hosts, they had apparently already known. Probably cause of Kyoya but yknow. Nine times out of ten, your manager is probably someone who works for the Ootori's

Everyone is overall super loving to see that Kaoru has found someone else he can count on.

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Takashi "Mori" Morinozuka➛

This one is gonna be short as all we know is that this guy is a massive, quite teddy bear. That is all.

He LOVES your music. It's something I tries to listen to a lot. If he's alone? Your music. If he gets to pick the song on the radio? Your music. If he has the off chance of picking the sing to play in the music room? Your music. He loves it.

He also loves to pick you up and dance to quite a few songs.

And allow to me admit this but just because he's quiet doesn't mean he's good at singing. I'm sorry. But he probably sucks at singing. He has a nice voice, but he can't understand pitches and tones properly.

He's like your own personal bodyguard instead. A tall mysterious man that's so damn quiet. Not mention handsome.

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Mitsukuni "Honey" Haninozuka➛

Despite Honey-Senpai being my favorite character in OHSHC, I don't know what to write.

He loves cake and being cute.

A lot of people underestimate him whenever you're out together that it shocks them when he drop kicks people to ground. Quite literally.

He is a black belt for a reason.

Another personal bodyguard except less intimidating. You know?

A lot of people mistaken him to be your little brother, to the point he has to make it known to the world that he's "s/o's boyfriend".

Overall, a lot of people just see him as this cute bean, when he's more than that.

Yes. He's an adorable bean. But he's also the devil in disguise.

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Ritsu Kasanoda➛

This man does not know how to feel.

He tends to be caught up in his own Headspace so he didn't really realize that his s/o was a Popstar. But when he does find out, all he can listen to are your songs.

He's glad he found out. He lives for your taste in music.

He's another personal bodyguard. He's so tall and scary. But then you get to know him and he's soft and squishy with trouble socializing.

There have been a lot of people that admired him for scoring such a hot shot like you, and he can't help but love this attention, but it can be much. He has a private life.

He does all he can do to protect you. You're famous. He has to make sure that you have the best time in your youth.

Overall, all he wants is admiration and to be respected. And while he does get that from a lot of your fans, there have been quite a few who hate him because he got with you. Not that he cares.

All that cares to him is that you admire him. To which you do. He's so strong but a baby on the inside.

Quite possibly the most jealous one out the bunch here.

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That's it. I wasn't sure if I should add Renge as yes, she's in the Host club. But she isn't a host nor a hostess. There were a few characters that I had trouble writing for as you can probably tell, but overall they would all be extremely supportive of you.

Only 3 of them would get jealous. Tamaki, Hikaru, Kasanoda.

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[starsnpens]

I changed the playlist covers to match the hosts’ rose colors!!

[yandereaffections]

if you ever hang out with Haruhi after club hours best believe you'll figure out she's a girl rather quickly despite all the hosts attempts rather pathetic attempts to keep it a secret, but unlike other times she's actually quite anxious about you figuring this out about her, not only are you a valued customer but Haruhi has also enjoyed all the time you've spent together, she feared you wouldn't see her the same yet here you are shrugging as if it was always so obvious

Haruhi certainly appreciates your company, not only does it chip off her quota set by kyoya but she actually has fun when you're around, much more open and fun to be around which on adds to her appeal as a host

Even if you don't end up coming to see her in the club after you make it clear your aware Haruhi will still have the time in class with you, of course she is rather upset you don't visit her anymore but nevertheless she doesn't want to force you into anything you don't want

Probably catches onto your crush on her when she hears you purchased one of the photo books of her the devil twins managed to make, and to say she's giddy is an understatement. Everyone notices her sudden boost in tranquility, calm and collected obviously happy about something yet no matter how much the loud trio might bug her about it she'll never say a word considering you haven't even told her yet

Darling she'll eventually get you to realize she feels the exact same way, whether that be by inviting you on multiple 'hang outs' or straight up risking it and telling you to your face out of a sudden surge of bravery, nevertheless Haruhi doesn't think her disguise is nearly as important as your relationship together, along with how she doubts she'll instantly get revealed as a woman anyways

[badboysdoitbetter]

appearance match for hunter x hunter and ouran? i’m 5’1 with mid length black hair. i wear black glasses! i would say i’m pretty thin, but my shoulders are a little wide and my legs are strong! my skin is pretty medium tanned i guess. thank you :)

Hunter x Hunter : I think you would look good with Razor!

OHSHC : I think you would look good with Haruhi Fujioka!*

* signifies the character i think would look the best with you.

[fandomlit]

girlfriend (haruhi fujioka x female!reader)

summary a friend of haruhi’s stops by the host club to pick her up, but things spiral when tamaki attempts to woo her into visiting the host club.

a/n im rewatching ouran before it goes off of netflix, so enjoy a blurb of my best girl <3

gif cred belongs to @kotsume​

“haruhi?”

it was a little after the host club had ended, and said hosts were now chatting as they got their things together. they all turned when they heard the voice come from the door of the abandoned music room.

they were surprised to see a very pretty girl in casual dress peeking her head into the room. “sorry, i hope im not interrupting. are you ready to go?”’

“you’re fine, y/n-chan,” haruhi waved, slinging her bag over her shoulder. “let’s head out.”

but before they could scurry away, the mystery girl’s hand was taken and she was pulled into the room.

“my, you’re very pretty!” haruhi face-palmed as she walked tamaki attempt to sweet talk you. “like a ray of sunshine, your presence has already brought light to this room!”

“uh, thanks..,” you spoke, snatching your hand back as haruhi approached you. 

“sorry about that,” she apologized. “that’s tamaki, he’s the leader around here.”

you nodded. “so that’s what this whole host club thing is about, huh? suits you.”

“you’re crazy.”

“they talk as if we’re not here,” hikaru whispered, huddling with his twin and honey.

“yeah!” honey agreed. “they must be very close.”

“that girl is in a few of our classes, but she’s not usually in commoner’s clothing..,” kaoru pointed out quietly.

“well, it is after school..”

they looked back to see that tamaki had budded himself back into the conversation.

“ah! another commoner, then,” tamaki spoke broadly, sweeping your chin into his hand. “have you ever considered indulging your deepest desires? we’re all about that here at the host club.”

you blinked at haruhi amusedly before turning back to the proud blonde. “thanks, but i have a girlfriend.” that caught every one’s attention. tamaki drew back from you.

“a girlfriend?!” the twins and honey exclaimed in surprise.

you gave them a playful look, pointing at the twins. “you two were all up on each other two seconds ago, gay should not surprise you.” you turned back to haruhi with a laugh, “you ready?”

“yeah,” she chuckled, reaching over to take your hand. tamaki went stark white, gasping dramatically. “i’ll see you guys tomorrow.” she waved briefly at the stunned room before you two walked down the hall giggling.

“i-i-i-i..”

“don’t be so surprised, tamaki,” kyoya spoke casually as he packed up his laptop. “all that time pleasing women was bound to have some effect on haruhi. besides, you didn’t really think that she was 100% straight, did you?”

“i had hope!”