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Jasmine

➼ pairing: kyoya ootori x reader

➼ summary: you and kyoya are subjected to an unfavorable fate via your parents, but when the both of you become vulnerable, you close back up just as quickly. (i don't know if i wanna end it here, but idk if i can write more. you guys lemme know if you wanna see more of this drabble)

➼ word count: 7.4k, got a little carried away

➼ what to expect: "It'll be mine soon enough, might as well use it."

➼ warnings: slight angst, mutual pining, slow burn, steamy, language

➼ im actually supposed to be writing an essay right now but i have kyoya on the brain, so here's this :) also tumblr ate half this draft as i was almost done, so you can thank them for this taking so long

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You wouldn't call your parents... neglectful, per say.

More of just... inattentive.

Although they support your lavish lifestyle and provide you with many of your wants and all of your needs, they never seem to know you personally.

It's always been like this. It's not your father who drives you to school, it's your driver. Although that isn't unusual for a kid of your financial status, there are some things that your parents don't do that they should.

There's a syllabus or permission slip you need signed for school? Your head butler, Ren, signs it for you. Your parents have appointed him your caretaker, never mind the fact that they were actually present in your life. On the school emergency contact list, Ren's name is the only one present.

Well, not the only one. Your aunt volunteered. Although she's usually very busy, she felt sympathy for the way her sister and brother-in-law have raised you.

You have a personal shopper. Although your parents never believed in needing someone to dress you and do most basic human functions for you, you need someone like a motherly figure to shop with you.

She helps you pick out your clothes, try things on, encourages you when she sees something she likes, advises you on what to pair together and how to style accessories.

Her name is Lindsay, you enjoy her presence often, which is why you shop often, even if you don't purchase anything.

Only once did your parents hire a professional to teach you how to do your own hair and makeup. But, that was a one time thing. One lesson was all your parents believed you needed, if even that. The next day you were expected to remember everything she'd breezed through.

Not surprisingly, you did.

You parents were not your mom and dad, rather your mother and father. To you, there is a very clear difference between the terms.

A mother and father biologically have a child together, a mom and dad parent a child together.

You didn't even know your parents' real names until you were 11 years old.

And it was Ren who'd told you when you asked.

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"Miss y/n?"

You're busying yourself with homework when Ren calls your name from the doorway to your bedroom, already open.

"Hm?" When you acknowledge that it's him, you return to your writing and vaguely listen to what he has to say.

"Your... parents would like to have a word with you."

Your pen stills in your hand mid-word. You crane your neck over your shoulder and stare blankly at Ren, in disbelief. He nods in reassurance.

You shoot up from your chair and dart into your closet, picking a modest pair of earrings and a necklace. You stand straight in front of your mirror and dust yourself off, spinning around to face Ren.

"How do I look?" you breathe out slowly.

Ren steps forward and gently takes two strands of your hair on either side, adjusting them softly.

"Wonderful. Now, they're waiting." Ren pats you gently on your shoulder. You squeal to yourself and hurry into the living room with a skip in your step.

You arrive into the living room and compose yourself, watching as you parents stand professionally in the center of the room.

You inhale deeply and straighten your posture, folding your hands in front of your body and waiting to be spoken to.

"y/n, we have a matter to discuss with you." Your father speaks first, your mother on his arm.

"Yes?" You reply timidly.

"As you may know, we have recently entered a business relationship with the Ootori family." your father informs, but unbeknownst to you, quite grimly.

"You may know their son, Kyoya Ootori." your mother adds quickly.

"Yes, ma'am, he's in my class." you nod curtly, taking another deep breath.

"That's good, because you will be married to him in less than a year."

Your face pales and you stop fidgeting with your fingers, "What?" your voice is no more than a mere whisper.

"In order to secure the deal, Yoshio Ootori would like to marry off his third son in order to merge our companies, seeing as his older sons are already engaged and/or married."

"And, seeing as you are our only daughter, we offered your hand in marriage."

"You don't have the right to offer my hand!"

Your sudden outburst is seemingly unwelcome, judging by your parents' expressions. Your voice echoes off the living room walls from the mere size. There is a painful moment of silence.

"What's done is done, you will be married to Kyoya Ootori by December of this year." Your father extracts his phone and beings to distract himself.

"It's April." you inform like it wasn't a well known fact. April seems so close to December for you, especially if you will be married by then.

"And?" Your father lifts his cell phone to his ear, giving you once last emotionless glance, then strides from the room with a greeting to the individual over the phone.

Your mother's eyes display the smallest amount of sympathy before following your father wordlessly.

This year, you and Kyoya will be finishing your last year of high school. You will turn 19 by the end of the summer, and Kyoya already is. He'll be turning 20 in November. A month before you're married.

You always knew you would marry a wealthy man, especially because of your parents' bizarre expectations, but you always thought it would be because you loved him.

You should have seen this coming. Marrying you off is exactly something your parents would do.

Your world is falling apart.

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School the next day is excruciating, to say the least.

You're constantly steering clear of the Host Club, especially Kyoya in particular. He, of course, would know of his father's decision. You can't think to face him like this.

You and Kyoya are friends, alright. Not obscenely close, but not strangers either. He knows of you, talks with you, and invites you to the Host Club on different occasions, sometimes to their private events.

How could you face him now? Your fiancé? The word makes you shiver, especially when you think about spending the rest of your life with him.

The bell rings abruptly in your ears- you've zoned out. You shake yourself from your thoughts and gently push your notebook into your book bag. Most students have already packed their belongings and strode out of class.

"y/n."

You freeze mid-shove. You turn slowly at the voice, acknowledging the tall male with jet black hair. You immediately know who it is, reluctantly glancing at your reflection in his thin, shining glasses.

"Hm?" You reply shortly.

"The Host Club is hosting an event to celebrate the end of our last year in high school. Seeing as you're in our class, I thought you might like to attend."

Ah, so he's asking you as a student. Not a friend. While you're slightly disappointed, you're also relieved.

"How should I dress?" You ask, slinging your bag over one shoulder and standing timidly to face him, refusing to let your eyes rest comfortably on his face, rather the wall behind him.

"Formally, as most events directed by the Host Club tend to be."

That seems like a backhanded statement. You frown. "Fine." you huff definitively, spinning on your heel with your head help high, nose stuck up into the air.

"What time should I pick you up?" Kyoya asks like it's the most casual question in the world. Really, it should be, but it isn't.

"You're picking me up?" You halt in your tracks to face him in confusion.

"Of course, how else would you be getting to the function? I thought since we're to be married, we might as well make our parents happy and spend more time together."

A beat of painful, agonizing silence. Kyoya knows. He knows to a degree that this isn't what you want, and on some level, he doesn't want it either. He's lived his whole life pleasing his father, and nothing's going to stop him now.

You grip the strap of your bag tightly, tears pricking your eyes when reminded of your inevitable fate. Neither of you move to leave, or to speak. Just a very uncomfortable silence.

"Might as well." Your voice is squeaky from lack of use, you clear your throat.

"Any time past 5:00 is fine." you breathe out as quickly as possible, whirling around to make your exit, bringing a single finger up to your face and dabbing gently under your eyes as you scurry away.

Kyoya remains silent and emotionless, his expression unchanging. Although he feels a twist deep in his stomach when he noticed you drying your tears. He never meant to put you in this position, but it wasn't his fault, was it? No. He hadn't had a choice either.

But you both will do anything to please your parents, won't you?

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You slide your hands over your hips, the sleek, black dress with a plunging neckline accenting your body wonderfully. The material clings to your body, all the way down to the slit that travels as far as your upper left thigh. Very classy, yet sensual- just what you're going for.

You adjust your earrings, your necklace matching perfectly. A knock comes to the frame of your doorway and you acknowledge it by swiveling, your hands occupied with your earring.

Ren stands fondly at the entrance to your room. "I believe I caught word of Mr. Ootori arriving here soon." he smiles knowingly.

You give a weak smile in return, clasping the back of your earring in place and dusting yourself off.

"Your evening clutch, Ma'am." Ren presents you with a stunning silver bedazzled, strapless hand bag. Your grin widens.

"Is this Aunt Elise's?" You recall her wearing it to a fair few events and occasions. Ren nods. Your heart swells with appreciation.

"She thought you might like to use it tonight." Ren informs you. You nod, turning the precious accessory over in your hands, marveling.

"Now, he will be arriving soon." Ren pats your back as you shove a few last minute things into your clutch. You carefully stride to the door in your heels.

When you open the door, Kyoya's just now arriving. It would be traditional for the gentleman to come to the door to pick up his lady, but you've had enough of doing things the traditional way for now. You will make your own decision, this time.

You watch the sleek, black limousine come to a clean halt near the steps leading to the entrance of your home. The windows are tinted, but you can still make out a silhouette in the back, neck craned down, a slight glow. He's on his phone. On cue, your phone vibrates.

Kyoya: Are you ready?

You scoff mockingly to yourself, replying.

You: If you bothered to look up, you would know

The silhouette moves, facing you. You make a show of descending the steps, your hips swaying, heel to toe, heel to toe.

The limousine door opens and you're met with Kyoya in a clean, crisply straight black suit, black undershirt, and black tie to match. If it weren't for you new-found confidence, your jaw would have hit the ground by now.

"You look stunning." Are the first words he greets you with. Your cheeks flush a red hue under your makeup.

"Thank you. I like this suit." You adjust his collar with your fingers and gleam up at him. He offers a small smile in return.

"I had a feeling you'd want to wear black. Shall we?" He offers you his arm politely. You nod, slipping your hand and wrist through the gap between his arm and his body.

Being this close to him, you can smell the cologne he wears. The scent is inexplicably addictive, unmistakably him, like a warm cup of coffee, but like spicy cinnamon at the same time. You inhale deeply, savoring the fragrance.

It seems like a thousand steps from your front door to the limousine in the heels you've chosen, but you find relief in the plush leather seats as Kyoya escorts you inside.

"Comfortable?" He shuts the door and settles in next to you.

"Mm, wouldn't you like to know." you cross your ankles delicately and fold your hands in your lap, back straight.

"Alright, I see how it'll be tonight." Kyoya suppresses a smirk and straightens next to you.

The entire ride consists of a surprisingly comfortable silence. It's not often that silence with Kyoya is pleasurable, but neither of you feel the need to say anything amidst the quiet nature of the car.

When you arrive, anxiety fills the cavern of your chest and you feel as though it's constricting. The limousine comes to a perfect stop at the entrance to Ouran Academy's ball room. You know the room very well. Although now, it seems unfamiliar, like you've never stepped foot inside all your life.

The open doorway is decorated with lights and silk banners as students file in with their partners, some individually.

You haven't noticed that Kyoya has opened the door and is offering you his arm to pull yourself up and out. He allows you to hesitate a moment longer, then clears his throat gently.

"Is something wrong?" His voice is soft and concerned.

"No." You reply immediately, gripping onto his arm and pulling yourself out.

You're half expecting paparazzi's cameras to flash the moment you exit the automobile from the way you're dressed and the stunningly handsome man who's arm you're attached to, but you're thankful that it doesn't happen. You're not sure you want this night documented just yet.

As the name of your purse suggests, you clutch it tight as you stride with Kyoya up the stairs. Naturally, the pair of you have arrived a bit early, seeing as he is part of the club that is hosting the event. Nevertheless, the early birds are starting to arrive as well.

Kyoya is starting to think this might be the event he's been the most nervous for in a long time. Having someone as astonishing, stunning, and captivating as you on his arm? He might be the luckiest man alive. Despite this fact, he remains poised and elegantly emotionless.

He manages to sneak a glance of your side profile, your features remaining unfazed and stoic. He adjusts his glasses with his free hand, the lenses giving a sharp glint from the light of the chandeliers looming above him in the ballroom.

You and Kyoya are greeted with the remaining hosts as they've all seemed to have arrived quite some time ago. Unusually, the rest of them are without dates. Although, you assume Tamaki would have a date if Haruhi wasn't expected to be a male host for this occasion.

"y/n! So glad you could make it! It's so nice to see you!"

You should expect what Tamaki does next- embracing you unabashedly and gripping you tight. You grunt and stumble, reciprocating as a reflex.

"Nice to see you too, Tamaki." Your voice strains as he releases you and you take a deep breath.

"Senpai, if you want to see her again, you'll have to stop suffocating her." Haruhi deadpans behind him. You giggle at her comment. She beams.

"Can we steal her? Please, Kyoya?!" Tamaki begs pitifully with his infamous puppy eyes. Kyoya does all but give in, sighing.

"You can. I'll just be going over some last minute preparations if you need me." Kyoya directs his last statement your way. You nod.

"Okay."

Tamaki tugs on your arm and you allow him to drag you behind him, vaguely listening as he goes on and on about how much he's missed you. Haruhi trudges behind the two of you, grumbling.

As Tamaki steals you away to mingle with the rest of the hosts as Kyoya tends to his responsibilities, the party begins to fill out, guests arriving left and right.

The party is now in full swing. Kyoya is still tending to guests and budget related issues. You've gone to procure yourself a drink, leaning as lady-like as you can against the beverage table and sipping quietly.

Out of thin air, two arms perch themselves on either of your shoulders. You choke on your drink and pat your own chest, coughing.

"Whoa there, y/n." Two voices harmonize in either of your ears.

"Hello, boys." you sigh, letting your shoulders slouch under the weight of their arms.

The twins snicker deviously on your right and left, dressed identically.

“So what’s this rumor about you and Kyoya-Senpai?” you can only guess which twin is speaking to you, although you determine that that’s not what’s important right now.

“Depends, what did you hear?” You glance up at who you can only assume is Hikaru.

“Oh, so it’s not the only rumor?” the second twin infers, and you turn your head to him.

“That’s not what I said.” You shake your head, cup balanced in your hand.

“But it’s what you implied.” Both of them together, this time.

“What do you want to know?” You take a long sip from your drink, eyeing them in your peripheral vision. They both turn and gaze at your side profile with mischievous smirks.

“We heard that you might be engaged-”

“-so we’re wondering where the ring is.”

You snort at their question. They tilt their heads, confused. “I don’t have a ring.” you flourish your left hand, which has three rings, but none of them are on your ring finger.

“That seems a little untraditional, doesn’t it Kaoru?” Hikaru hums.

“It does, Hikaru.” Kaoru nods. You laugh humorlessly, “You’re telling me.” your shoulders almost shake with your laughter.

"We wouldn't peg Kyoya-Senpai to skimp on an engagement ring for his fiancé." The twins shrug in unison. You grimace.

"Please don't call me that, it makes me feel old." your body shudders involuntarily, the twins' brows furrow further, now more confused than ever.

"Huh?"

"You should be glad that you'll probably never have to subject yourself to something like that." You sigh wistfully.

Before Hikaru or Kaoru have a chance to reply, your eyes find Kyoya approaching the three of you. You breathe a sigh of relief and set your drink on the table behind you.

"Hikaru, Kaoru, would you mind if I stole y/n away a moment?" He asks politely, offering you his hand.

"Not at all." The twins shove you forward and you lurch, your reflexes causing your hand to find its place firmly gripped in Kyoya's.

You're gently pulled to the center dance floor, your arm instinctively placing itself on Kyoya's shoulder and the other in his hand. His own hand secures around your waist and holds you reasonably close, but not close enough to cause suspicion among guests. He is still a host, after all. He can't be showing any favoritism.

"Just wanted to dance with me, Ootori?" You question in the silence save for the orchestra playing beautifully in the background.

"Only using my last name now? y/n, I thought we were friendlier than that." Kyoya dodges the question expertly.

"It'll be mine soon enough, might as well use it." using humor to avoid pain, often a tactic of yours. Kyoya smiles nonetheless.

"Touché, well played." Kyoya smirks as you sway together.

Meanwhile, Haruhi approaches the twins, arms crossed.

"It's awful, isn't it?" she jumps into conversation without context.

"Awful?" the twins follow her eyes to the pair of you, moving rhythmically to the music.

"Yeah, I can't even imagine." Haruhi's reply is vague, confusing the twins further.

"Hikaru, Kaoru, Haruhi! What are you doing over here, we have guests waiting." Tamaki all but storms over to the trio and points to the meandering patrons.

"Just watching Kyoya and y/n-Senpai." Haruhi shrugs. She prays she won't be pushed onto the dance floor by her boss at this moment.

Tamaki follows her line of sight and finds the two of you as well, eyes softening. He settles for watching the pair of you along with the other hosts.

"I still can't believe I wasn't the first person Kyoya told." Tamaki pouts with his arms crossed against his chest, slouching.

"What are we missing here?" Hikaru demands, having had enough of being oblivious, Kaoru voices his agreement.

"You didn't know?" Tamaki cranes his neck to catch a glance of the infuriated twins.

"Kyoya-Senpai and y/n-Senpai's parents are becoming partners and they're expecting them to get married." Haruhi informs grimly.

Hikaru and Kaoru glance at each other with shock, then back at the pair of you. Although you're talking to Kyoya casually, with the new information, they see you in a different light.

"Oh." Is all they have to say.

"Do you think they'll be okay?" Haruhi blinks owlishly up at Tamaki in question. He casts his eyes down to her own, then back to you.

"I think it'll take a while. I don't even think they know." it's one of the rare occurrences when Tamaki's wisdom shows through his facade.

"Know what?" Haruhi inquires again, following his sight.

"Look at them." Tamaki gestures with his arms to the both of you.

On cue, you shove Kyoya playfully and he only smiles down at you, his eyes shimmering with something undetectable.

"There's something there. But, as stubborn as Kyoya is, there's no use in trying to tell him. They'll have to figure it out on their own." Haruhi watches Tamaki's soft eyes follow your form, darting back and forth as you dance.

And slowly, the world feels as if it's falling away. Piece by piece, the party in the background, the guests and other hosts fall into nothingness, and you're dancing among the stars, weightless and effortlessly. The orchestra continues it's smooth rhythm, echoing through the universe. All that's left is you and Kyoya, and you don't even seem to notice.

That is, until you do notice.

You realize the proximity, the way he delicately grips your hand and your waist. Your breath gets caught in your throat and you have the sudden urge to pry yourself away.

"I'm- um, I need to powder my nose." You lean back, removing your hand from his shoulder.

Kyoya raises a single brow. It's the middle of a song, but he can sense the sudden panic swimming in your irises. He releases you gently.

"Alright-" but you're already gone, weaving through guests and other hosts and slipping from his vision.

And so Kyoya stands in the midst of gyrating bodies and blinding lights, watching you disappear in the crowd. But, it isn't long before a few guests approach him.

"Kyoya~ Would you mind if I stole this dance?" another girl peers at him from behind the first one, anticipating his reply.

He gives them the most polite smile he can, as genuinely as he can, but inside he feels the opposite. "Of course, my dears. That's what I'm here for." he takes her into his arms and begins to sway to the rhythm.

But it's not the same. Although he's doing his job and he's never had a problem with it before, it doesn't feel right. She doesn't fit into his arms like you do, like a long lost puzzle piece finally slotted into the right position. She feels... wrong, for lack of better words.

Nevertheless, he is a host, and a host exudes chivalry.

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Never have you struggled like this over an assignment. Naturally, most of your classes come easily to you, and that's why you guess that you and Kyoya get along easily.

But this is different. Your college essay. Academically, you can write sophisticated essays about most topics. But, when it comes to yourself, you have little to say.

You stare at a blank page, your cursor flashing without a purpose. You lay comfortably on your bed, blinking owlishly at the white screen. Not a single idea has popped into your head. What are you even supposed to write about? Why can't you just pick an academic topic and write about that?

Of course, for middle school or even early high school, you've written ice-breaker papers about things the teacher wanted to know so that they could teach the class with prior knowledge- but this is requiring to delve deep into your inner soul, you don't think you've ever even done that yourself.

You reluctantly pick up your cell phone and select a contact that you assume won't answer at this time. It's late.

Meanwhile, Kyoya's cell phone rings suddenly. He shamefully admits to himself that he's startled by the bright light and sudden noise. Once it registers in his mind, he puts down his book and picks up the phone instead, reading off the contact name.

y/n l/n

He thinks for a moment that maybe he should add something more to your contact name, but the thought vanishes as quickly as it had come to him. Kyoya answers.

"Hello?"

There's a silence on your end. You hadn't been expecting him to pick up.

"Hi." is all you can manage.

Kyoya firmly resists the urge to chuckle fondly, but replies semi-mockingly instead, "Hi, y/n."

"I, um... I need help," you sigh in reluctance.

"May I ask with what?" he hums in reply, saving his place in his novel and setting it to the side, focusing on his gentle conversation with you.

"College essay..." you almost whine, almost ashamed.

Kyoya furrows his eyebrows on his side, "Isn't it a little late for college essays?" He has already submitted and been accepted into to a college- Chiba University.

"I know... I just, I think I'm going to take a break next year. I need some time off." You sound exhausted. Kyoya almost cringes in sympathy.

"That's understandable. Besides, it's not like you'll need to support yourself once we graduate."

A stinging reminder of your future after high school. You do suppose you can consider yourself lucky, he's right. You don't have to support yourself, and you don't even need a college education if you really think about it. But, you want one. For you, not for him.

"I guess you're right." you lay back on your bed loudly, sighing.

"I'll come over and help you, yeah?" Kyoya hoists himself off his bed and slips into his coat, his slippers sliding onto his feet and he makes his way out of his room.

"What? I thought we could just talk over the phone." you sit up in panic. You're in your pajamas and not prepared for company.

"I know, but it'll be easier." you can hear that on his side, he's already out the door and walking to his car.

"You're driving yourself?" you question incredulously.

"I don't want to bother the drivers right now. I got my license about a year ago, thought it would be useful to have." You hear the car door shut on his side and the engine starts.

"Okay..." you can't think of anything else to say.

"Be there soon."

You nod, "Yeah, see you." you hang up, anticipating his arrival as you sit uncomfortably on the edge of your bed.

After a moment of thoughtful silence on your part, you straighten and smooth out your pajama set, which is a pair of shorts and a skimpy tank-top, but you're sure that won't be a problem.

The sound of your bare footsteps pad into the kitchen and on into the entry hall, passing Ren on your way.

"Miss y/n. Do you need something? It's very late." Ren checks his watch and straightens his posture as you pass him.

"Oh um... Kyoya is coming over a minute. Just wanted to meet him at the door." You rub the back of your neck awkwardly, averting your eyes to the chandelier above you instead of Ren's questioning gaze.

"Mr. Ootori?" Then, Ren seems to have it figured out.

"Oh... would... would you like me to...?" Ren jabs his thumb to the exit of the room, suggesting he turn in for the night.

"What? No! Oh, God, no!" You wave at him in urgency, denying his implied claim.

"I understand. Just let me know if you need anything." He bows and turns on his heel to leave you be, standing in the middle of the kitchen in your pajama shorts and tank-top.

It isn't long before there's a soft knock on your front door. You briefly acknowledge the fact that he's neglected to ring the doorbell because of the hour. Your heart pulses at the consideration.

You turn the knob gently and swing it open to reveal Kyoya, dressed oddly domestically, laptop, notebook, and writing utensils brought along with him.

The odd silence between you feels tensed. Finally, he speaks up and cuts through the tension with a dull butter knife.

"Hello." It's a simple greeting, almost awkward, before you stand aside to let him inside.

"Hi. Thanks for coming." he strides past you and nods gently.

"Bedroom is... this way." You gesture vaguely down the hall from the kitchen and lead the way. You can hear his soft footfalls on the floor in the slippers you've provided him with and you heart picks up the pace.

"I don't think I've ever been to your house before." Kyoya takes in his surroundings, the hallway leading to your bedroom is pristine and lengthy.

"You've been to my parents' parties here, right?" You glance at him over your shoulder and suppress a smile at his expression.

"Well, yes. But those parties were held in the ballroom and it isn't too dissimilar from my own." Kyoya reminds. You hum in acknowledgement and turn the corner to the door to your room.

"Just in here. It's a bit of a mess, when I get stressed, I get disorganized, and when I'm disorganized, I'm stressed. It's a relentless cycle." You grumble before pushing open the heavy wooden door.

Kyoya expects much more of a mess than he's greeted with. Despite a few papers strewn about your bed covering and your laptop open near the edge, nothing else seems out of place. He doesn't know what he expected of your room, but it fits you more than he can describe.

You fold your legs beneath your body and pick up your laptop to place it in your lap, ready to begin work. Your eyes dart up from the screen to gaze at Kyoya, standing in the middle of your room as his eyes bound across the room.

"Aren't you going to sit?" You gesture to a number of comfortable surfaces in your room. There's plenty of room on your bed, given the size, but a chair would also suffice. Anything but watching him stand in the center of the room awkwardly would be acceptable.

"Right." you seem to have ripped him from a dizzy daydream and he settles for a chair near your bed. You don't pay his decision much attention and open your empty document.

"I just... can't come up with a single thing to put in this essay." you toss your hands up indignantly, creasing your brow in irritation as your blinking cursor continues to mock you.

"Typically these essays are supposed to reflect your inner workings, tell your university of choice who you are." Kyoya opens his own laptop and begins a new document.

"That's the problem, I've got nothing." you huff, tossing your laptop gently to the side and lying back on your sheets.

"What do you mean you've got nothing?" Kyoya all but chuckles at your antics. You sit halfway up to glare at him.

"I mean I've got nothing! Absolutely nothing comes to mind when thinking about myself. I feel like I can evaluate others just fine, but when it comes to myself... I'm just-"

"Oblivious?" Kyoya's eyes cautiously find yours over his laptop screen. He took the words right out of your mouth.

"I-... yeah, exactly." You're at a loss for words. How did he know?

"I can relate to that to a certain extent." Kyoya resonates with you on a deep level.

You cross your legs casually, "What did you write about?"

Instinctively, Kyoya's eyes fly to your legs where your shorts ride up as your leg folds over your other leg. He physically shakes the thought from his head and meets your eyes again. Or, at least your face.

"Me?" it's a stupid question. He can't say he's ever asked a stupid question before. But there it was, coming right from between his lips.

"Yes, you." You giggle at his question. He curses himself and his hormones for his behavior.

"I just..." What did he write about? Why is it suddenly so hard to remember? When did it get so hot in your room?

"I remembered what my sister told me... when I was struggling with my essay. She said just to tell them that 'Kyoya Ootori is blank', and that seemed to be a good outline for what I wanted to say."

"I think plenty of stories from your adventures in the Host Club helped with that, a little." you tease as you crawl up onto your bed, feeling more comfortable in his presence.

"Indeed it did. Aside from that, you want to be sure not to reiterate anything in your resume. As much as the Host Club is a large part of mine, I tried to avoid restating it too much." Kyoya advises as he pulls a copy of his essay from the depths of his many documents.

"Right. That's smart." it seems like a silly thing to say. Most of what comes from Kyoya's brain and out of his mouth is smart. You dig into your files and find your resume, opening it up and scrolling through it.

"Hm. See, I've already got my family history on here... let's see..." you squint at the bright screen in your dimly lit room.

"And your family doesn't define you." Kyoya's statement is bold and garish. You glance at him.

"How do you mean?" You tilt your head.

"I didn't put my family in my essay at all. It didn't seem like something I wanted them to define me as." Kyoya finds the words to say easily.

"I see what you mean. As much as they don't know about you, your family should be one of the unknowns." You try to comprehend his advice in your own way.

As you begin typing away, you glance at him one last time. "Why're you still all the way over there? Come up here." you pat the bed next to you firmly, a clear gesture to join you on the mattress.

Kyoya hesitates a moment. Finally, he complies and sits cross-legged next to you on the bed, laptop in a similar position to yours. He tries his best to keep his posture straight, God only knows how that will feel in the morning if he doesn't.

The clacking of your fingers on the keys and the clicking of his mousepad ring in the silence. Occasionally, your typing stops and Kyoya glances up to find that you're stuck- eyebrows furrowed and tongue poking the inside of your cheek as your eyes read and reread over your draft.

Eventually, you let out a frustrated hum and scoot closer to him, much to his surprise. "Alright, here's what I have so far."

It seems you really only need someone to bounce ideas off of. Kyoya hasn't provided much help, although a few pieces of advice, but most of what you're writing you've come up with on your own. He finds himself not focused on what you're saying at all, but the way your lips form around words as you speak, the way your fingers slightly tremble as they grasp behind your laptop as if you're nervous, the way your eyes flit to and fro across the screen as you read.

And suddenly you're finished. You glance up at him, gauging his reaction. Once he notices that your lips have stopped moving, he glances up to meet your eyes as well. Nothing of what you said made it to his ears. Not one bit. A faint blush spreads across his face at the thought of being caught staring.

"Well?" you ask in the silence.

Kyoya's eyes linger on you before casting down to his own laptop. "I-um... good- it's good, yeah." he scratches the back of his neck and chews anxiously on the inside of his cheek.

What kind of spell have you put on him? What kind of creature are you to render the Kyoya Ootori unable to concentrate or form a coherent sentence? What kind of sorcery is this?

"Kyoya." You call him out of his thoughts in a stern voice. His gray irises move up to you in a hurry.

"You didn't hear a word of what I just said."

And there it is. You pointed it out. Kyoya feels his heart twang. Damn his sudden emotions, they aren't supposed to come to him in a rush like this.

"I'm sorry, I was... distracted." he decides on after a moment of thinking.

"What could you possibly be distracted by?" Kyoya can hear the irritation dripping from your voice but he can't help when his eyes glance at your lips at your inquiry.

You, you seductive wench.

You follow his gaze and know exactly what he's looking at. You feel a sudden confidence bloom in your chest at his incapability to speak.

Kyoya only looks back into your eyes when your lips tug up on one side, simpering up at him.

"Would it help to... take a break?" you gently shut the lid of your laptop and set it aside. Kyoya's heart picks up the pace.

"Potentially... yes. We should do something else. We should-"

You yank him by the collar and firmly press your lips to Kyoya's. His lips are pressed into a thin line, eyes wide and unsure of how to react.

You're kissing him. You're kissing him. Oh, God. He should do something, he should-

"You talk too much." you whisper against his lips and close your mouth again against his.

Kyoya can't help his eyes that flutter shut, can't help but inhale deeply, your scent overriding his senses. His mind screams your name because that's all he can think of. y/n, y/n, y/n.

He would stop himself, but... he remembers...

First of all, you're his fiancé. This is what fiancés should do. It's almost expected.

And second of all, it's you. You're clouding his senses.

Self-control? Who's she?

Kyoya has no idea what he's doing. Not only has he never kissed anyone before, his mind is also melting, falling apart, how ever you want to describe it. It's useless, and he can't even comprehend how to reciprocate. And, oh, your lips are so soft. You taste like jasmine, lavender? No, jasmine. Jasmine is much more rich and seductive.

Luckily, you know what to do. Your lips are moving, almost mouthing at his own. Kyoya remembers what he's always heard; just mimic your partner.

He tries to do what you're doing, and it seems to work.

Speaking of you, your mind is screaming at you; what the hell are you doing?!

But when Kyoya starts to kiss you back, his lips moving in sync with yours, your nerves settle. You can't help your mouth stretching into a thin line, smiling as you acknowledge that his arms are stationary at his sides.

"Your arms go here." you grasp his wrists and place them on your waist. His hands feel tense, stiff.

Kyoya emits a noise and gently pushes against you, detaching his mouth from yours and taking a deep, open-mouthed breath in, like a man drowning and finally surfacing for a breath of air.

"I can't breathe." He exhales deeply, then. Now that you can get a better look at him, you can see his flushed cheeks and glazed-over eyes. His lungs were burning, otherwise he wouldn't have pulled away.

You giggle at him and Kyoya swears he hears angels from on high. Is this heaven? Has he ascended to the great beyond?

But when the neurons in his brain start firing again, all he can see is your and your cheeks painted a pretty pink, eyes hooded as you gaze at him with a look he's never seen before.

You? Heaven? Same word, different letters.

Suddenly, as much as Kyoya needs air, he needs you again. But, he's not sure if he wants to move toward you. He's conflicted. He should have much more self control, but when you intrude on his thoughts (a very much welcomed intrusion), he can't find himself caring enough to stop.

"Who would've thought? Kyoya Ootori, you are a very talented kisser." You chuckle seductively as you release your grip on his collar.

"Had some experience?" there's a certain type of humor in your tone. You've always resorted to using jokes to cover up negative emotions; like jealousy, in this case. Kyoya really is a good kisser... you can only wonder where or with who he learned how.

"No." Kyoya answers immediately, shaking his head defiantly. You raise an eyebrow, relief flooding your senses.

"Oh?" is all you can say. You can feel the dread of a sudden lull in the conversation.

"No, I just... mimicked you." he admits, thoroughly winded.

You bite your lip to suppress a much too large smile, reaching for your laptop and pacing to your desk to set it there.

"I think we've done enough for tonight. Thank you... for your help. And, everything else." you tease, clasping your hands behind your back and swaying on your feet. You leap back onto your bed and tuck your legs beneath you.

Kyoya exhales, then fumbles with himself and then his things. "Right. Right, I'll just..." He's almost to your door, but you tug on his shirt to keep him from going too far.

"Won't you stay the night?" Your voice is soft and pleading, quite contrasting to your earlier confidence.

Kyoya takes a glimpse of your hand grasping the fabric of his clothing.

"With me?" you clarify after a moment.

"But, your parents..." Kyoya reminds you that the two of you are not alone in this house.

You laugh humorlessly, "You've met my parents, haven't you? I'm not so convinced they'll care if you stay or go."

"Do... you care if I stay or go?" Kyoya tries cautiously. Because that's all that really matters. It's your opinion he cares about. For once, he finds himself putting someone else's opinion above his own.

"Do you want me to care?" that's not really the response he's looking for. He wants you to be vulnerable first.

The silence in your room is deafening. Neither of you speak but you can practically feel the nerves radiating off of one another.

"I should probably go."

Kyoya regrets it. Oh, he can't even begin to describe how much he regrets what he's said, but he can't let his guard down for longer than he has.

You feel your heart wrench at his words, "Yeah, yeah. It's probably best." You wrest yourself from your bed and swiftly move on to your nightly routine so as to distract yourself.

"Right." Kyoya gathers his things and waits at your doorway, silently begging for you to call him back to you. Back into your arms, back into the warm safety of your embrace.

But you don't. You don't even spare him a glance as you make your way to your bathroom.

"I'll see you soon." he calls. The end of school means he doesn't get to see you everyday. Not without initiating.

"See you. Goodnight." Kyoya can almost hear the pain in your voice, the trembling. He winces at himself.

"Goodnight." he walks himself to your front door, slipping out without another glance behind him.

When he leaves, the pain sets in. You grip the edges of your sink with fervor and your eyes squeeze shut tightly. You shouldn't have taken a chance, how could you think something like that would work out for the better?

Soon after your routine, you wrap yourself in your blankets and swaddle yourself in sorrow, your heart pounding with a dull aching pain. You find it hard to breathe, hard to catch your breath. You groan and bury your body beneath the blankets, settling in for a dreamless sleep.

Whatever troubles tomorrow brings can't compare to the agonizing pain of the present.

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“Mr. Coffee-Shop-Hotshot”

Pairing: Hikaru Hitachiin x f!reader Genre: fluff, angst, smut Warnings: jealous and possessive Hikaru, unprotected sex (wrap it up), a dash of degradation, choking, and I think that’s it lmao Summary: You’ve been dating Hikaru since high school but that doesn’t stop him from getting jealous of your coworker at the coffee shop Word Count: 4.1k words A/N: characters are aged up!! Prompt #72 from my 1k Followers Event: “You’re Mine.”

You and Hikaru have been sweethearts since high school. The thing is, when you two first started dating, no one thought it was going to last, seeing as how you two were literally enemies until Hikaru kissed you to shut you up. After that kiss, you two avoided each other until Kaoru tried talking to you while pretending to be Hikaru. You weren’t blind though. You could tell it was Kaoru instead of his twin. You played along until the end though, only revealing you knew it was really him until he got his point across. His point was “I’m sorry for treating you so poorly. I’m just not very good with feelings and I didn’t know how to face you after the kiss without arguing with you.” You figured that Kaoru wouldn’t say something like that unless Hikaru felt that way himself. So, you grew a pair and talked to Hikaru after he was done with the Host Club.

“It appears I’m going to be the man in this relationship.” was the first thing you said to him, to which he scoffed at because A. if anyone is going to be the man, it’s him and B. who says you two are in a relationship?

You just kissed him and that easily proved your point. From then on, you two started dating, to everyone’s surprise. Just because you two were dating though doesn’t mean you two stopped fighting. While everyone else has their honeymoon phase, you two went right to the old married couple stage. They weren’t ever serious fights though. One time you two argued about who had better eyes. Hikaru couldn’t admit to you that it was definitely you and you couldn’t admit to him that it was actually him, so you both claimed that it was yourselves.

After that phase ended though, you two went into the honeymoon phase, which just confused everyone, including you and Hikaru. Suddenly, him leaving his used cup on your bedside table didn’t bother you anymore. You’ll just bring it down with you when you go downstairs. Hikaru realized that he didn’t mind you having your clothes thrown out in every other direction in his room anymore. His maid will just clean it up anyway. No harm done.

The honeymoon ‘phase’ was more annoying to everyone than the old married couple phase. Now, instead of you two arguing who wants the last piece of candy, you two are ‘arguing’ about who gets to kiss who last. It makes everyone gag. Honey senpai seems to think it’s really sweet though.

That was four years ago and now, you two are just as bad now as you were back then. Everyone, luckily and unluckily, decided to go to the same university. It is way out of your price range but that wasn’t going to stop your boyfriend of four years from getting you to go there. “I’ll pay off all your bills, babe. Don’t worry,” he’ll always reassure you despite your worries and nagging. You refuse to let him pay for it all though, so you got a job.

It was actually pretty easy to nail the job, seeing as how it’s at the coffee shop where you and the gang always went for energy boosters and to study. You were already friends with the manager from going in there so much, so when you asked if they were hiring, they practically hired you on the spot.

Hikaru didn’t like you having a job though.

“Why do you even work here? I can pay for everything, babe. You don’t have to worry about it. So why don’t you just quit? I miss hanging out with you,” he complains every time you leave for work, when he shows up to your work, and when you come back to your shared apartment. His argument, in your royal opinion, is stupid. If anything, you see him too much as it is. I mean, you already live with the guy and have half of your classes with him. What more does he want from you?

It took him a month to finally accept the fact that yes, you will pay for things yourself, and no, you are not quitting just because he wants you to. Once he realizes that you can secretly give him free coffee though, not that price ever mattered to him, he was happy. “Okay, but I also want a free muffin,” he finally agreed.

It was like that for maybe half a year before new problems started to arise. Your boss hired a new guy who you don’t even know the name of yet but, oh, Hikaru hates him already. “I don’t like him. He smells like too much Axe body spray and he has a weird, purple piercing in his eyebrow. And! And, he has a tattoo. A tattoo! Who does he think he is,” Hikaru complains to you while you try to do homework. He had gotten your schedule mixed up and when he went to go see you on your day off, he ran into the new guy. You weren’t surprised that he could tell he’s new since Hikaru is practically there as much as you are. He knows everyone and, of course, everyone loves him.

Not this guy though, apparently.

“When he gave me my coffee, it tasted off! Then, I realized, he didn’t add sugar! I didn’t say anything about sugar!” he continues to rant, making you sigh and set your pencil down. You turn to face him now, placing your hand over his and soothingly rubbing your thumb over his smooth skin.

“Baby, I’m sure it was an accident. He’s new, remember? I’m sure he just forgot to add it,” you reassure, giving his cheek a kiss once he takes a deep breath and lets it all go in one breath.

“Fine. I guess you’re right. But if he messes up again, I won’t hesitate to say something next time!” You giggle at this and nod your head, giving him a proper kiss this time to relax him even more.

“Okay, baby. You do that,” you tease before going back to your homework. This, of course, was just not okay.

“Babe, we’ve been studying for hours. Let’s take a break,” he coos, moving closer to you and starting to place kisses along your neck. You try to ignore him and focus but your boyfriend knows you too well. Knows your body too well.

“You mean I’ve been studying for hours. You’ve just been talking and playing on your phone,” you tease, a gasp ripping from you when he sucks and nibbles on your sweet spot. You feel him smirk against your skin, his hands coming to squeeze your thighs.

“Fair point. Makeout with me a little and then, and only then, will I study,” he bargains, making you roll your eyes.

“Fat chance,” you decline him as you playfully push him away, making him whine loudly.

“But baby—”

“No. Study and then, and only then, will I makeout with you,” you bargain right back, a smirk of your own coming to your face.

“You’re wicked,” he says with a dramatic gasp and a hand across his heart. When you don’t reply or even react, he groans before finally picking up his pencil. “Fine! You better take your shirt off too then,” he snaps before focusing on his work. Most of your study sessions go like this.

The next day at work, the new guy, Ritsu, came in in the middle of your shift. Your boss introduced the two of you once he put his stuff away in his locker, the guy seeming nervous for his next shift today. You smile at him and shake his hand, reassuring him that you’ll help him out today. He seems to relax at this, thanking you before starting to get to work. Whenever he had a question or messed up, you were right there to help him. The day, overall, went pretty smoothly you think.

At the end of your shifts, he grabs his things from his locker before walking to the front with you. “Do you need a ride home?” he asks as he walks over to his motorcycle. You smile at him but shake your head, taking your phone out of your pocket to check your messages.

“No, that’s okay. My boyfriend is picking me up and taking me out to dinner. Thank you though!” you reply with a sweet smile, Ritsu flashing you a smile back as he climbs onto his motorcycle.

“Okay, good. I didn’t want you walking home alone at night. I heard there was a robbery a couple of roads away from here,” he explains as he pulls his helmet on.

“Oh yeah. It was at the corner gas station. That’s so sweet of you to think of me though. I’ll be sure to let you know if I ever need a ride!” you thank once more. He nods as he turns the vehicle on, bidding you farewell with a salute before pulling out of the parking lot and onto the road.

You check the time and see that you have a few minutes until your boyfriend gets there. Luckily, he seemed to have left early because, within the next minute, he’s stopping right in front of you. “Well, hello there, good lookin’. Do you need a ride?” he playfully flirts. You hum and pretend to think about it as you walk over to his window.

“Well, I don’t know. Are you going to show me a good time?” you playfully flirt right back. He hums as he happily lets his eyes trail over your body despite your hideous work clothes. He didn’t seem to mind them though.

“Oh, you have no idea, baby. Don’t tell my girlfriend though.” You scoff as you burst into a fit of giggles, lightly hitting his arm before going to the passenger side.

“Well, that depends. Am I prettier than her?” you reply, batting your eyelashes at him as you slide into the car and pull your seatbelt over your body. He hums and nods his head, putting the car in reverse as he replies.

“Oh, most definitely. She’s like a fat cow,” he jokes, making you scoff and hit him again.

“I don’t think your girlfriend would appreciate you saying such things about her. What if I decide to tell her what you said about her?” you argue, crossing your arms over your chest as if you’re mad at him. You know for a fact that he’d never cheat on you. You always tease him that he’s too obsessed with you. ‘I love you! I’m not obsessed with you! There’s a difference!’ he’d always argue to your joking jab.

Before he can leave the parking spot, he stops the car to look at you with this new glint in his eyes. “What if I eat you out so good that you can’t even remember your own name, let alone mine?” he whispers right into your ear, his tongue licking around the shell of your ear. You let out a shaky breath, not expecting his sudden change in this little game you two were playing.

“I doubt you’re any good,” you sass, it lacking the power that you want it to have. He pulls away from the side of your head to make eye contact with you again, his eyes shining with a newfound lust.

“Well, I’ve only ever been with my girlfriend, so it’s possible. You should hear the way she screams my name though. She’ll cum three times from my mouth and fingers alone before I even give what she really wants inside of her,” he says lowly, your eyes moving to watch his lips as he talks. You press your legs together, already starting to feel arousal bubbling low in your gut.

“Is she any good in bed?” you decide to ask, bringing the attention off of him. You wait for him to say something along the lines of ‘no, she’s horrible’ but it seems he decides to stop playing your little game all of a sudden.

“She’s better than good. She sucks me off like I’m a popsicle and she just got out of the desert. She’s always so desperate to unravel me but I never do only because I know it works her up even more. She then starts acting like a brat, trying to get her way. We both know that’s just her way of annoying me to the point that I punish her. Mmhm, her screams sound so good when her face is shoved into our mattress,” he replies, his voice dropping an octave or two. You gulp at this, feeling your panties dampen with your slick.

“No wonder she’s your girlfriend,” you whisper, your throat suddenly too dry for your liking. He only hums before continuing with his driving, grabbing your hand and kissing the back of it once you two get on the road.

“What do you want to eat? I’m kind of in the mood for Mexican,” he says to you as if he didn’t just make you so horny that the only thing you can think about is having him inside of your mouth instead of food.

“That sounds fine,” you say softly, trying to think of anything but that. He smirks at the way you sound, which is slightly wrecked, and starts to head in the direction of a Mexican restaurant that you two like. That night ended, of course, with him deep inside of you and grunting out all sorts of deliciously dark things into your ear.

Things continued on like normal for a while. You went to work but didn’t get to work with Ritsu again for a week, so Hikaru never ran into him again. The day you did work with him though, he seemed to be struggling more than usual. So, when there was a break in customers, you decide to ask him what was up.

“Sorry. I got into this fight with my girlfriend, Mei, this morning,” he explains, a frown hanging heavy on his face. You nod your head, only too familiar with that feeling. You and Hikaru don’t have serious fights a lot but you, obviously, have them just like every other couple.

“It’s okay. I understand. Do you want to talk about it? Maybe I can give you my opinion or some advice?” you offer, wanting to help him feel better. He thinks about your offer for a moment before sighing and giving in, starting to tell you everything that had happened that morning. You two occasionally pause to help a customer but always end up focusing back on his situation. As a woman yourself, you look at his story from her point of view and figure out what might be the cause of her frustrations.

“Okay,” you say once he finishes his story, “I think I see what the problem is.” You then tell him what you think and what he should do to mend their relationship. After hearing your advice, he realized what he did wrong and gets so excited that he hugs you.

“Thank you so much! It all makes sense now! No wonder she was so upset! You’re seriously a lifesaver! I owe you one!” He hugs you tightly, making you giggle and return the hug.

“It’s no problem at all,” you reassure. You two pull away when you hear the bell ring, automatic smiles coming to your face to greet your new customer. Your eyes widened when you saw your boyfriend instead though. A very angry and brooding boyfriend at that. “Babe? What are you doing here? I thought you weren’t going to be here for another hour?” you ask confusedly, walking around the counter to give him your usual hug and kiss.

His eyes are on Ritsu though.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Do you not want me here? Am I interrupting something?” he snaps, his eyes squinting at Ritsu as he says this. Your brows furrow at his words, stopping in front of him and dropping your arms since it’s obvious that he’s not going to give you a hug.

“What? Well, I’m working but—”

“Oh, sorry to bother you then. I’ll let you get right back to it,” he snaps, turning his glare to you before leaving without another word. He doesn’t stop or turn around when you call after him either, making you sigh as a frown comes to your face.

“What’s up with him?” you mumble, trying to think as to why he would be mad. That’s when it hit you. You hugging Ritsu? Did that upset him? But why? You hug guys all of the time. Well, not all of the time. And then again, they’re his friends too or your family. You snap out of your daze when the bell jingles again, signaling a new customer. You sigh and go back behind the counter, smiling and greeting the customer happily. Guess you’ll just have to talk to him about it later then.

When you get off work and you get back home, you find that Hikaru isn’t home. You think back to what he was telling you yesterday, remembering him telling you his plans for today. You check the time on the microwave before looking at your fridge for any notes. He doesn't have any plans right now that you are aware of and he didn’t leave a note telling you where he was going or when he’ll be back. Maybe there was an emergency? That just makes you worry more though.

You let it go with a heavy exhale, trying not to read too much into it. You don’t have to know where he is every second of every day.

You go to your bathroom to take a shower and get the smell of coffee off of you. You end up accidentally using his body wash though, the smell of cinnamon and ginger filling your nostrils. It’s not your favorite but it’s what he’s been using for years. He pulls off the smell really well though.

You step out of the shower and wrap yourself up in a baby blue towel, leaning against the sink to look at your skin in the mirror. After applying some lotion to your body to make you feel extra nice, you leave the bathroom. You stop at the door though when you find Hikaru sitting on the bed, his feet still on the floor and his hands hanging between his knees. Now you’re even more concerned. Normally, he would’ve jumped at the opportunity to take a shower with you but now he won’t even look at you.

“Hikaru,” you call out softly to him, seeming to bring him out of his daze. You walk over to him and come to stand in between his legs, making him sit up straighter. His eyes glaze over your bare collarbones and neck, something spurring to life in his eyes as water droplets cascade down your soft skin.

“You’re mine,” he says suddenly, his eyes snapping to yours. Your eyes widen a bit at this random declaration, your brow raising curiously at him.

“What?” is your brilliant reply to him. You gasp when he stands and switches your positions in a flash, the back of your knees hitting the bed before you fall back onto it. You gape up at him, your hands clinging to the front of your towel.

“You heard me. You’re mine!” he growls, his hands snagging your towel away from you before you can even attempt to stop him. His eyes wander your body, a dark look in his eyes as he takes his sweet time admiring your naked body.

“Hikaru,” you breathe his name, goosebumps crawling over your flesh. He hums in response, one of his knees coming to the bed so he can lean over you, his fingers starting to trace random lines and patterns into your skin.

“That’s right. Say my name, baby,” he coos, his fingers coming to tweak your nipples. You moan his name in response, back arching up into his hands. He watches you with attentive eyes, not daring to look away from your lewd expressions or wet hole for even a second. He loves how quickly you react to his touch, your body always craving his as much as his craves yours. “Who do you belong to?” he asks as he crawls completely over you, staring into your eyes as he lets his hands crawl down your body.

“You,” you whisper breathlessly.

“Who?” he growls, suddenly shoving two of his fingers into your drooling heat.

“You, Hikaru!” you cry, back arching when he slips a third finger in. He hums lowly as he pumps his fingers in and out of you, scraping the pads of his fingers against your g-spot to get you really moaning for him.

“That’s right, baby. You’re all mine, now and forever,” he whispers before pulling his fingers out, making you whimper. He brings his dry hand up to your throat, squeezing it lightly as he stares into your eyes. “Shut up! Dirty whores like you don’t get to cum until I say so,” he hisses, not letting your neck go as he uses his other hand to remove his pants and boxers. “‘M gonna fill you up, remind you that you only belong to me,” he mumbles, his hand frantically trying to pull his member free.

Your brows furrow at this as you bring your hands up to his chest. Before you can question him though, he starts to push into you. You both groan in sync as he slips inside, your eyes rolling back into your head for a moment. You forget about his words for now, your brain only thinking about the way he feels inside of you.

He just barely bottoms out before he’s already pulling back to thrust back in, starting a frantic pace. You moan his name loudly, your nails lightly scratching his chest, causing him to hiss. He keeps up the frenzied pace, your breasts bouncing with each thrust.

You both cum almost at the same time, Hikaru finally giving you permission to cum after denying you your orgasm over and over again. He keeps true to his word, pushing deep inside of you and coating your walls white. He stays inside of you for a while, his chest heaving as he tries to get air back. He slowly releases your throat, and instead brushes his fingers against your cheek.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers, his eyes shining with regret. You’re confused for a moment, thinking that that’s some of the best sex you’ve ever had. Then you remember his words from before, how he kept saying you’re his and that no one is going to take you from him.

“What’s going on, my love?” you whisper, still a little breathless. He looks away from you, starting to worry his lip between his teeth.

“Don’t leave me for him,” he whispers, and if you weren’t just a couple of inches away from him, you wouldn’t have heard it. He pulls out of you then and moves to lay beside you, putting his back to you.

“What? Hey. Hey, look at me,” you say worriedly, pushing yourself up onto your elbow as you use your free hand to gently trace random shapes into his back. It takes him a minute but he eventually turns onto his back, staring at the ceiling instead of you. “What’s all this ‘leaving me’ talk about? We’ve been dating for years, Hikaru. Why would I want to leave you for someone else?” you ask with furrowed brows, starting to run your hand through his hair to help soothe him. He leans into your touch, his eyes finally meeting yours. Despite your reassuring words, he looks scared, worried.

“What about Mr. Coffee-Shop-Hotshot? You seemed to like him a lot,” he grumbles, his mouth turning into a scowl just at the thought of the man. You can’t help but smile at how jealous he is, your heart swelling with the amount of love you hold for the man before you.

“You dope, he was asking me for advice about his girlfriend. That hug happened because he was thanking me for basically saving his relationship,” you inform, a smirk on your face as you watch the realization come over his face.

“Oh,” he squeaks out, his face turning sheepish and red. You snort and move to lay your head down on his chest.

“You’re such an idiot. You should know by now that you’re the one for me, idiot and all,” you tease, gently rubbing his chest and abdomen. He huffs and wraps his arms around you, holding you tightly to him.

“Whatever. As if you wouldn’t get upset if I was hugging another girl,” he accuses.

“You act as if another girl would even come near someone as ugly as you,” you tease, obviously joking.

“Hey!”

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askmiii · 3 years

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⚠️⚠️ WARNING ⚠️⚠️: Sub-Con, Toxic, 18+ , Mature, read at your own risk, smut

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You hated him.

Hikaru Hitachiin, co-chairman of the company you worked for.

It was supposed to be you in that seat with Kaoru, not Hikaru. It was you and Kaoru who spent endless nights revising and discussing proposals. It was you and Kaoru who worked your way from the bottom of Mr. Hitachiin’s company to get into the line of directors. It was you and Kaoru, yet in the end it was the bloodline and connections that won. The former chairman chose Kaoru and Hikaru, instead of you. It made sense, but was unfair. He barely managed to graduate college, couldn't make decisions without Kaoru, and had tantrums every ten minutes.

Hikaru hated you too.

He hated how you went against every word that came out of his mouth. He hated the jeers you sneaked under your breath when he passed by, the way your eyes bored holes into his head while he spoke, the way he stumbled over his words only around you, he hated the tight skirts you wore that barely passed over your underwear, the way your low blouses exposed your breasts everytime you bent over, he hated how whenever he was fucking someone it would be you he was thinking of. He hated you.

When they announced the employees who would be traveling to the Paris conference, you were ecstatic. You knew you would be on the list, and of course the CEO would be going too. It had been awhile since you and Kaoru had traveled anywhere since he became CEO and you got promoted. You two used to eat lunch together everyday and now you could only see each other once a month outside of work.

Imagine how shocked you were when you found out Hikaru would be going instead. It was utter nonsense, and highly unfair.

The conference was a mess. You had to save Hikaru five times throughout the whole thing. You didn’t deem it a difficult task, all he had to do was give a speech. When no sponsors had approached your company by the end of the night, you were furious. You wanted to claw Hikaru's eyes out as soon as the event ended, so here you were, in his hotel room, pouring out all of your pent-up anger.

"Who fires their secretary and their publicist the week before a conference?! Why didn’t you tell anyone? You could have at least had someone review your speech!"

Hikaru was barely listening, a glass of wine in his hands, and his eyes trained on the skin tight dress you were wearing.

"Are you even listening?"

You ran a hand through your hair frustratingly, then leaned on the table scrolling through your phone. The pose made your breasts spill out of your tiny dress. The view caused a tent in Hikaru’s pants. He clenched tighter on the wine glass in his hand.

“Whatever, of course you don’t care. I’m calling Kaoru.”

Kaoru immediately picked up, “Hello-”

It happened in seconds. The sound of glass breaking was first, then the phone in your hand was violently thrown, and before you knew it your hands were pinned up against the wall and Hikaru was breathing down your neck, his knee in between your legs.

Your mind went blank.

Hikaru began making a trail of kisses down your neck then up to your lips. His knee massaged your crotch and you let out a shocked squeal. He was drunk, and so were you. You could taste the liquor on his lips and on his tongue. He groped your breasts and outlined the rest of your plump body with his hand. His touches became rougher and his kisses sloppier. This wasn’t right, but it sure did feel good. When was the last time you had sex? Graduation night? You couldn’t remember.

Your hands willingly found their way to Hiakru’s tent and he let out an erotic groan.

Hikaru had imagined this day from the moment he met you. You were perfect. From the way you smiled, to the way you pouted in frustration when things weren't going in your favor, or when your eyes fluttered a little whenever you were startled. He had imagined how you would look underneath him, how you would look above him, and the face you would make when he came into you, but you liked Kaoru. He knew.

Loud moans spilled out of your mouth. Hikaru had slid his face down in between your legs. He injected two fingers inside of you while his tongue played with your clit. Every lick sent you overboard. When he removed his mouth from your entrance and inserted a third finger in, a mewled whine escaped your mouth.

He detached his mouth from your dripping pussy and inhaled your scent.

"Don't have anything to say now, do you?” he murmured

He began to pump harder.

"I’m going to fuck the brat of you. That'll teach you your place."

You clutched onto his wrist moving him deeper. Hikaru quickened his pace. All you could think about was reaching your high. You were almost there.

“Who’s making you feel this good, hm?”

You didn’t answer, not wanting to give him any power. Hikaru abruptly pulled out his fingers causing you to clench around nothing.

“What the hell Hikaru?!” you asked your tone laced in anger

Hikaru didn’t respond, instead he pushed you onto the bed, ass up. A loud and hard spank made you yelp. He repeated five more times. Each of your screams were so pretty. Hikaru could listen to them all day if you'd let him.

He pulled your hair and growled into your ear “I said who was making you feel this good?"

“You are,” you said quietly.

“Say my name, baby girl.” His voice was now softer, it sounded like he was pleading almost.

“Hikaru.”

Hikaru turned your body over gently so you could lay on your back. His hands ran over your throbbing opening and you squirmed at his touch.

“Can I put my cock inside you?”

The question came out so blunt you almost laughed.

You nodded your head, “Yes.”

You sat up and unzipped his pants. It sprung out and you bit back the urge to put it in your mouth. That would be for another time. You looked up into Hikaru’s eyes while pumping his dick to get it ready to be put inside you. You purposefully stroked long and slow which evidently angered and turned him on at the same time.

“Y/N,” he warned breathlessly.

When his cock entered you, it was more painful than pleasurable. After adjusting, and a few thrusts, Hikaru built a steady pleasuring rhythm. It was dirty; the sound of skin slapping against each other mixed with the sound of your moans.

Hikaru was mumbling and whimpering into your neck “so tight… so good… Ah!”

He was reaching his climax and so were you.

The pace quickened and you gasped at the inhumane speed he was going. His hands were messily rubbing your clit while his cock pumped faster and faster in you. Your hands were clenching the bedsheets as you moaned and grinded. You felt the muscles in his cock twitch inside you and a web of white liquid exploded as you reached your climax. He let out a long and loud groan before helping you ride your high as you heaved your chest up and down.

You smiled as he collapsed on top of you, his cock still inside. He clasped his hands into yours peppering kisses on your jawline.

“Y/N?” he said.

“Hmm?” you moaned.

“Did you ever end that call with Kaoru?”

Your eyes widened in shock as you sharply turned your head over to the phone on the floor.

Kaoru had been listening the whole time.

First post. Thanks for reading it this far :)

EDIT: If you notice it's different, yes I edited it.

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peachy-hk · 4 years

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Hikaru and Tamaki angst(seperate) where reader watches them fall for Haruhi and they know the boys would never love them cuz they're nothing like her. After moping they move on and fall for someone new and confess. Too bad the boys notice this and realize they love reader not Haruhi. Reader realizes they're trying to doom their relationship with this new person and just blow up on the boys saying they're finally happy and they're ruing it. Boys watch reader be happy without them. Angst ending.

does this count as unrequited love? idk somebody tell me. I cut them a little short so I could fit Hikaru and Tamaki in one post. Tbh i kinda went off track from the request but i really like how they turned out!

moving on - Tamaki x Reader, Hikaru x reader (separate)

Warnings: fem reader!

Word count: 870

A/N: I’m sorry it took me so long to respond omg, school started again but I finally got time!!

Hikaru

There are two reasons you never confessed your feelings towards Hikaru Hitachiin.

One, you didn’t want to have the twins try to pull a switch on you.

Two, he loved Haruhi Fujioka.

It was clear from the second that you met the host club that he had feelings for her. Yet it didn’t stop you from having your own feelings for the boy.

The four of you were in the same class. This was by far the best and worst part of having feelings for him. It meant you could spend hours with him everyday. But, it also meant you had to watch how he looked at Haruhi completely different than he did at you.

How could you possibly compete with her?

you can’t.

it’s at 12 am one night when you suddenly realize that moping around hoping that Hikaru would give you his affection for even a second will never happen.

Crying at night, longing for his touch and attention won’t change anything.

You make up your mind that night.

You’re moving on.

It’s a lot easier said than done.

feelings don’t work in a way where if you chose to disregard them, the will disappear.

your heart still cracks a little every time you see him look longingly at her. You still wish he was looking at you. But he isn’t, and the sooner you get that thought into your head, the better.

they eat together, they do their work together, they spend their breaks together. They do everything thing you wish you could do with him.

there’s a thought in your mind. A small itching thought. That the two might just be dating. You’re moving on but you still don’t want it to be true. It would make sense though right? If they’re dating it would explain why they act so much like a couple. A seed is planted in your head that day. They’re dating.

Does your heart shatter at the thought? Yes.

Did it help you get over him? Also yes.

Months pass and you’re now in a loving relationship with none other than Takashi Morinozuka. Haruhi and Hikaru have been publicly dating since the start of your relationship.

You don’t remember the last time Hikaru had tried to talk to you outside of class, and to be quite frank, you didn’t care either. So when he tries to talk to you at lunch, when the classroom is empty, your thoughts are running wild.

“Can we talk?”

“...”

“why don’t you like me anymore?”

“Why do you care? We’re both in separate relationships.”

“I think, I’m in love with you. Not Haruhi.”

“It’s a little too late for that. I’m happy with Mori.”

you leave the classroom. If you stayed both of you would spiral. You’re happy with Mori, he needs to know that you’ve moved on. He is no longer the one in your eyes or in your heart.

Tamaki

“When we’re older, lets get married!”

He said this to you when you we’re both children. No worries in the world, running around you the school rose garden. At the time it didn’t stick to you. You didn’t even have the slightest idea of what marriage was. But you agreed anyway.

“Remember, you can’t date anybody!! We’re getting married when we’re older!”

Elementary school, recess. The same day a boy in your class had confessed his feelings to you. You felt horrible for leaving the boy like that. But Tamaki had dragged you away to remind you of your childhood promise.

“Come to the dance with me! We can steal the spotlight as if we’re practising for our future wedding!”

Middle school, lunch time. The tickets to the school’s next dance are being sold. Tamaki makes sure you’re the person he goes with.

You’ve always known that he never meant it. How could somebody so easily stick by something they said as a child? There’s no way he actually thought the two of you would get married right?

You think it’s a joke. You want it to be a joke. Until the day comes when he and Haruhi start dating. You wish you could take it all back. Take his words seriously.

They dance together in the middle of the dance floor. Fingers intertwined, bodies pressed close. They look so elegant, so graceful. All you can think about, is how much you wish you were her in that moment.

Kyoya taps your shoulder and offers his hand. No words need to be exchanged as you place your hand in his and he guides the two of you to the rose garden.

“I thought you’d like a break from the crowded inside. Get some air, dance in the moonlight.”

“You always seem to know just what I need.”

Your hands intertwine with his as the two of you dance to the music that is still audible from the ballroom. You rest your head on his shoulder, taking in the scent of whatever expensive cologne he’s got on. Your eyes meet, as your bodies inch closer together.

Tamaki Suoh feels his heart break in his chest, as he watches his best friend and first love kiss in the garden where everything began.

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onepiecebitch · 3 years

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It Was A Mistake

Hikaru x Reader

!Angst!

You and Hikaru have been dating for 8 months. You at first, never wanted to date in high school because you wanted to focus on school. But then you met Hikaru. You guys met in English class and you clicked instantly. And then after a couple of months of getting to know each other, you guys started to develop crushes on each other. After a month of both of you finding out these feelings, Hikaru asked you out and you said yes.

Now here’s the tricky part of being in a relationship with Hikaru. He of course has a twin brother. And the problem with that is they always play the “Which one is Hikaru” game. And of course you would always lose because you could never tell the difference. You would always tell them that you will get it right one day.

And today was that day.....or so you thought.

You were heading towards the host club at lunch. To see if you improved your skills on telling the difference between Hikaru and Kaoru. You see him. You smile to yourself, thinking about how he will never see it coming.

You start to walk to him, waving at the other hosts too as you go by. You got close and looked over his shoulder to see if he was with someone, he wasn’t. So you ran up to him and kissed his cheek. “Hi baby!” You said with joy in your voice and a big smile. “Y/N. I’m not Hikaru…..” You look at him in confusion and then it hit you.” “Oh my god Kaoru, I am so sorry!” “No it’s okay we’re twins, so I get it.” He smiled at you. “Since your here for Hikaru, he’s in the back Kyoya.” “Awesome thanks!” “No problem!” You start to walk to the back where Hikaru would be. As you are about to grab the curtain to pull it back some else does. “Oh! Hey baby!” You say with a big smile on your face. But Hikaru just walks past you.

“Hey, uhhh baby?” You run a bit to catch up to him. “What Y/N?” He says in an annoyed tone. “Hey! what’s gotten into you?” You say now stepping in front of to stop him from walking. “Why don’t ask my brother?” He snarls. “Is this what this is about?” “Yes! You kissed my brother!” He says in a loud voice but not a yell. This caught the attention of people in the host club.Haruhi walks up to you guys. “Listen I don’t know what’s happening but you guys should discuss this when the club is closed. Alright?” You both look at her and give her a nod.

You walk towards one of the couches, sitting and watching as Hikaru goes back to do his job. You sit there wondering how you are going to explain yourself to him. Like you know the truth but your not sure how that’s going to come across to Hikaru. You then see Kaoru walk up to Hikaru and they seem to be engaged in a conversation. You stare at them, hoping that Kaoru is telling Hikaru what happened. You feel someone sit beside you, turning your head you see it is Haruhi. “I brought you some tea, thinking you might need it after that small blow up you and Hikaru had.” You smile at her taking the cup from her hand. You guys engage in some small talk and enjoying each others company.

“Well I hope everything goes well for you guys, wishing you the best of luck.” She smiles at you. You give her one back. “Thank you.” Has she walks away, you sit there and wait until Hikaru is done cleaning the club a bit. After about 10 minutes Hikaru walks up to you and sits down beside you. Both of you sit there for awhile not knowing how to start this conversation. “ I didn’t mean to kiss him.” You say looking at him. “ I know, but it scared me to see you kiss him.” Hikaru looked at you with a sad look on his face. “ Why?” “Because I was scared of losing you to Kaoru. He’s more of the favorite one now, ever since we started dating.” You looked at him a bit shocked. Surprised that he thought he would lose you to him. “Sweetie I would never do that to you.” “I know, it’s just a fear that I have and I saw you kiss him.....” “You thought your fear came true.”

“I’m sorry.” “Thank you.” You guys sit in silence for a while enjoying it now that the elephant is out of the room. You get from the couch, “Where are you going?” You stand in front and sit yourself on his lap wrapping your arms around his neck. “I wanted to sit on your lap. I missed your warmth.” He laughs a little and wraps his arms around your waist. “I missed yours too.” Kissing you on top of your head swaying you a bit and enjoying that this little bump in the road is going to bring you guys closer.

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Hey Guys!!! Sorry for the very long hiatus, I was struggling a bit with my mental health and I am also in high school. So updates will be a bit iffy. I will try to at least post once a week fanfic wise. Thank you so much for reading and please please request!

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falling-pages · 4 years

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Losing Game: Hikaru x Reader

Inspired by Arcade by Duncan Laurence (please listen to it it’s so sad and really good)

“All I know, loving you is a losing game.”

College/Young Professional Hikaru x female reader

Angst

Warnings: I’m not exactly sure what to write. It’s not NSFW, it’s not smut, but there are mentions of sleeping around. No details, nothing explicit, only some mentions of it for context. No description or anything like that. Basically Hikaru being a deadbeat. Lots of angst. One or two instances of language.

Hikaru Hitachiin was an asshole.

You knew this before you started dating. His reputation had preceded him on your college campus, his bedroom the holy grail of frat houses. Seems like every time you walked through the academic lawn you could hear another story from another drooling student about another escapade he had put them through, another quest he had conquered. Rumor had it he collected rings from his lovers and wore them like notches in his belt, walking around in his sunglasses and leather jacket, hands out and swinging like an advertisement of his deeds.

It was disgusting, how he considered it all a game. A game he would always win, and they would always lose.

You couldn’t judge those wide-eyed students. Despite your anger, you understood the fascination with him: a man set to inherit millions, a confident attitude, enough bad boy swagger to dominate every frat you knew. And he was gorgeous--that red hair flaming in the wind, cocky smile reaching up to hazel eyes even made you feel weak in the knees.

But you ignored it, storming past him in the halls and never responding to his advances. Despite being born into wealth and power, he was the kind of man who always wanted what he couldn’t have--you, especially. You knew that to him you were just another notch on his belt, a ring on his finger. You’d die before you gave him that satisfaction.

Eventually, though, human nature had its way. You don’t remember how it happened, but one day he smiled at you, a real, genuine, lovely smile, and your stomach dropped. All you knew was that you were in big, big trouble.

You were in love.

Suddenly, the hatred had turned into a desire for him to be better, the disgust into wanting. You weren’t proud of it, but you couldn’t stop it. The curling of your toes became involuntary, the fleeting glances more stable. You couldn’t deny that the way he smiled at you made you dream of more. As you two became friends, even finding somethings in common, enjoying time spent together, you thought that maybe this wasn’t a game to him.

And then, one night, the barrier was broken.

It wasn’t a mistake, per se, but it did upend your life--out of that night your child was conceived, and you felt your heart dissolve into a thousand pieces. Suddenly you were yanked from your small town into the spotlight of Tokyo, the woman bearing Hikaru Hitachiin’s love child.

His first instinct was to run. Fresh out of college with a steady career path was in line for both of you, but now there was something else to account for, a little heartbeat intertwining both of yours. When he saw the positive stick, he experienced true fear for the first time. Fear that he would now have to give up his selfish ways, give up those games, give up his own reckless plans.

Neither of you wanted that.

And you--you were angry. Angry at him for doing this to you, despite being so careful. Angry for letting yourself fall for him into his chess board. Angry that you, and now your child, would be forever attached to him. You had done everything right so far, gotten into college, nabbed a great job, finally made something of yourself. And to have a child with him, of all people.

No matter how hard you tried, you would always lose his game.

The two of you broke up four months in, after tense weeks of disagreements and expectations. You wanted to keep the baby, but you had just gotten hired, and you couldn’t afford to waste all your college-earned credits in your first year of professional adulthood. So he pulled some strings and made your boss keep you, with generous maternity leave. For that you were the least bit thankful, but still hurting.

Something you hadn’t expected was him publicly claiming the child as his. Rumors spread, and he still loved you enough to keep you away and hidden from the paparazzi. But when asked if he did have a baby on the way, he couldn’t lie--that earned him a shred of respect from you.

Claiming the baby as his guaranteed comfort and financial support for the rest of its life, and yours, as well. You hated touching his money, but what else could you do? It was part of the rules.

When it came time to give birth, you didn’t know if Hikaru would show. You didn’t know if you wanted him to. He had accompanied you on all prenatal visits and regularly checked in on you during the pregnancy, but actually seeing the baby was a barrier you didn’t know he would be willing to break.

And yet, he did. You crushed his hand throughout labor, until the nurse handed you your wailing son. Your first impression of him was that he was beautiful, a mirror image of his father. That was a fact you didn’t even hate--and when you placed him in Hikaru’s arms, seeing this intriguing man become selfless for the first time in his life, you felt some shred of love return.

He stayed in your apartment for the first six weeks. It was lavished with everything a celebrity baby would need, but having him sleep beside you again was the real treat. You didn’t want to admit it, but feeling his arms and hearing him breathe in his sleep made you feel that heady, heart swelling way again.

Maybe you could all be a little family after all. Maybe he did, in fact, love you in return.

You two were able to laugh again, mosey about doing chores and enjoy spending time together. You had forgotten how easy it was to talk to him. He had forgotten how quickly you could roast him. Somehow, you both were able to patch up the brokenness and feel love again. Perhaps having a baby had matured him, made him lose focus of his games.

Another barrier broken: he kissed you.

You had just finished nursing your son and were pumping when Hikaru came into the bedroom. He sat on the armchair in the corner, resting after deep cleaning the bathroom, but when he looked at you, he smiled. Too exhausted to say a word, you smiled back.

He approached you, bent down to brush away your hair, and kissed you.

Surprised was a mild way to put it. Here you were, in the least attractive position possible, receiving a kiss from the man you weren’t sure you loved or hated. But the feeling of his lips was comforting, it was home, it was everything you needed to get through the night, no strings attached. It reawakened feelings you thought you killed. And the way he kissed--gently, with no sultry motivation, just to express his love--made you realize exactly what you were feeling.

I love you, you gasped when he pulled away.

The declaration shocked you, but he only smiled. I love you, too, came the hushed whisper as he leaned back in.

And for the rest of the night, there was only your son, your noisy pump machine, and him.

But, as with everything with him, it was too good to be true.

Just when everything had been going well, just when you felt your heart mend, he ripped it to shreds.

I think it’s best I leave, he had told you. You were nearly healed, and the baby wasn’t quite as fussy. He missed his family, he said. His real family.

Blindsided as you were, you felt it coming. The last two weeks had been too sweet to really be from his heart. You miss your family, you said, when your family was right in front of him?

He stood there and stared at the ground, coat already on and the collar already popped. You don’t miss your family, you spat. Tears burned behind your eyes, and your son felt heavy in your arms. You miss the old you.

I do love you, he said. I do. But we’re not a good match. I can’t be a good father--he deserves so much better than me.

You don’t want him to have a father who drinks and parties and doesn’t take responsibility for his actions? You said. You don’t want him to be like you when he grows up?

The venom was tattooed on your tongue as you felt the love wash away. It was wrong. He was wronging you and your child. That precious baby with his eyes, his hair, and his last name.

He just walked away, like he always did.

You took the ring off your finger and threw it at him, watching as it bounced off the wall near his head and down to the floor. Here, you said. Another ring for your stupid collection. You win your little game yet again.

You should have known. Loving him was a losing game.

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erza-haninozuka · 4 years

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How Was I to Know

Characters: Kaoru x Y/N, Hikaru

Words: 1,473

Warnings: Angst, mentions of death from a car wreck

A/N: This gif is brought to you by Google. Also, if you want to add to the affect of the fic, I was listening to this song on repeat, the title was also inspired by it. But I’ve had this idea for awhile and wanted to share it with you all. I need a small break from the prompts and smut.

Kaoru looked at his screen, smiling at the last text he received from you just the day before, his heart swelling at the thought of meeting up, having dinner, and fulfilling that deal made ten years prior.

He swiped up and put his phone on airplane mode as prompted, and adjusted in his seat and closed his eyes.

Kaoru let his mind drift as he shut the world out from around him, his memory transporting him back to when he was just nineteen. The two of you had joined everyone else in the endeavor of going to America to attend college.

Excitement had buzzed throughout your bodies, minds racing of what the future may hold. And with the start onto your careers, you also had another worry in your mind: marriage.

The first night after everyone had unpacked you all went out for dinner, talking away any nerves that had built up. And it was Kaoru that you had confided in that night when he walked you to your dorm.

Kaoru had watched you nervously tuck your hair behind your ear and he flashed you a gentle smile. God you had looked so beautiful that night, but he didn’t say anything.

He had always chastised Hikaru, urging him to tell Haruhi his feelings and be open with them, however he couldn’t follow his own advice with you. He finally understood. He feared if he told you it would ruin the friendship you had; or that once he opened that door that none would open up afterward, and he’d be in an empty room.

But that night, he decided to just make a crack.

“I have a crazy idea.”

You had blinked at him, confusion written over your face as he went on.

“In ten years, if you aren’t married or in a serious relationship, let’s get married.” He watched as you processed the information. “I mean it. If you are not with anyone, we should get married.”

You didn’t call him crazy or dismiss the idea, instead you just giggled.

“Yeah, let’s do it. Ten years,” you smiled. “But for now, I’ll see you tomorrow Kaoru. Good night and be safe on your way back to your dorm,” you said with a small wave before heading into your room.

Kaoru smiled, heart swooning as he made his way to his shared room with Hikaru.

“I was wondering what was taking you so long,” Hikaru huffed.

“Sorry, just wanted to make sure Y/N got back to her dorm safely.”

Hikaru blinked, taking notice of his brother’s expression and demeanor. “What happened?”

“Huh?”

“You’ve got this stupid look on your face.”

Kaoru blinked and smiled, “Just something Y/N and I talked about.”

“Did you finally confess?”

“No. We just made a deal that if in ten years neither of us are married then we’ll marry each other.”

Hikaru laughed, “That is such a stupid idea! Why wait when you could just have her right now?!” His laughter quickly died when he saw his twin was serious and sighed, “It’s stupid you know. A girl like Y/N is bound to be married in ten years. You’re gonna regret this.”

Kaoru took a seat, “I know it’s a risk I have to take. But right now we need to focus on school, that’s why this deal is perfect. Gives us time to focus and build our careers, do some travelling if we want before we settle. It gives us time to know what we truly want from a relationship.”

Hikaru held up his hands, leaving it at that.

Then a few years went by and you were both twenty-one. And one night during a drinking game with the rest of the gang, you had told him you were glad that he was the one you made that type of deal with.

Kaoru wasn’t even sure if you were admitting feelings or not, but he had shoved it aside and let you both focus on your things individually.

And for those next few years in college, the two of you watched each other flirt and go on dates, but never with each other.

When the five year mark rolled around, Kaoru made sure you were still serious about the deal.

Then just four years ago, you had gotten in a relationship. You were with him for two years and it ended in heartbreak when you found out he had cheated the entire time. You called Kaoru in a fury of tears, telling him everything.

He wanted nothing more than to get on a plane and fly to you to console you, hold you close and mend your broken heart. Instead, he did what he could over the phone. He talked with you until he heard you fall asleep before he hung up.

That night after you had fallen asleep he sent a text, letting you know that if you weren’t healed in two years, that he could wait longer.

You weren’t sure, but those two years were all you needed.

So the night you messaged him, letting him know you were still all in, his heart skipped a beat.

The timing was perfect, he’d be in town soon to visit his brother, so you arranged a time to meet.

Kaoru swore tonight he would tell you everything. He would tell you how many times he wanted to break the deal and just pursue everything right then. He wanted nothing more than to make you his, and when your ex broke your heart he wanted to fly out and hold you close- to take away all your pain. The truth would come out in a matter of hours.

Kaoru sucked in a breath, waking as the plan began to slowly descend down to the ground. His amber eyes glanced to the clouds outside, the sun casting a light for as far as he could see. And soon the buildings came into view before the landing strip.

A smile spread across his face when the plane touched ground, slowly coming to a stop. In just thirty minutes time he would be off this aircraft and into a car.

When he got the okay, he turned off airplane mode from his phone.

Only a few text messages came through.

One from you, and two from Hikaru.

Y/N: Have a safe flight Kaoru, I can’t wait to see you for our date later tonight. :)

Hikaru: Alright, have a safe flight.

Hikaru: I’m here in the car to pick you up. Text me as soon as you land.

Kaoru immediately messaged his brother back, letting him know they were docking now and he would be there momentarily. And once he had the okay, Kaoru stood into the aisle, grabbing his bag from the overhead bin, and following everyone off the plane.

Kaoru looked up to the signs, heading in the direction he needed to.

Sunlight blinded him as he went outside, seeing his brother standing outside next to the car.

Hikaru quickly engulfed his brother into a hug before ushering him into the car, “I’ve missed you. We all have.”

“I know, I’ve missed everyone too. I’m just glad to be back. I know it was a small trip, but it was definitely draining.”

“Did you get any sleep on the plane?”

“Yes, rested the entire flight here. I’ve got enough energy for the date tonight.”

Hikaru quickly looked away, eyes going to the window.

Kaoru blinked, turning his attention to the world as they drove by buildings, going down familiar roads. And before he knew it they were pulling into that familiar driveway.

The twins headed into the manor, Kaoru letting out a happy sigh.

“I should go put this up and get ready.”

Hikaru gulped thickly, “Kaoru wait….”

His brother turned to look at him, his expression was hard to read.

“You can’t go on this date.”

Kaoru frowned, “What? Why not?”

“Because you just can’t!”

“Why not Hikaru?! What’s going on with you?”

“Because Y/N is dead,” he yelled back, voice echoing in the foyer.

“What,” he asked softly.

Hikaru looked away, “I’m sorry… She died in a wreck earlier and I just only found out about it a bit ago….”

“No, Hikaru please…. Please tell me you’re lying.”

“I wish I was…. But there’s something else you need to know…” Hikaru took a deep breath, “Haruhi called and wanted me to tell you something. She thought you should know… But a few days ago Y/N told Haruhi about the date. Y/N was really excited to see you and she,” he clenched his fists, “She loved you Kaoru. She realized that and I know you were going to confess to her. It’s only fair you know how she felt.”

Tears blurred his amber eyes, his bag dropping to the floor as he stood there in stunned silence.

“I’m sorry.”

#ohshc #ouran high school host club #ohshc kaoru hitachiin #ohshc kaoru x reader #ohshc kaoru hitachiin x reader #ohshc kaoru x reader insert #kaoru x reader insert #kaoru hitachiin x reader insert #ouran high school host club kaoru #ohshc angst #kaoru angst #kaoru x reader angst #tw: death #tw: car wreck #tw: death from car wreck #hikaru hitachiin #hikaru and kaoru #hikaru and kaoru hitachiin

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murder-senpai · 4 years

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F A N F I C T I O N

Oh, hello there!! My name is Murder-senpai! I’m new here to tumblr sooooo don’t mind me being awkward n’ stuff. So this is gonna be like, what fandoms and characters I write for sOoooOoOo

AU’s and other stuff I’ll do: ABO, genderbend, hanahaki, soulmate, supernatural/power, soft yandere/ stockholm syndrome, coffee shop, modern, fantasy, baby/kid versions of characters, babysitter, neko, inu, kitsune, post apocalyptic, zombie, flower shop, book store, dragon, fairy tale, high school/college, mafia, pregnant, steampunk, merpeople, pirate, pirate/merperson, prison, reincarnation, famous, vampire, werewolf

There is more shit I’ll do but I can’t really think anymore so just request

(reader insert crap)

I will NOT do nsfw. This is a christian minecraft sever

You CAN request multiple character/poly and platonic stuff

If your not specific, I will choose between headcanons or a fic/drabble

If you request angst, I will give it a fluffy ending unless requested otherwise

Please be specific in your request ex: reader gender (fem, male, gender neutral)

Edit: I will now take character x character, character + character platonic stuff, aus (like, medevil bnha, or a story about friendship or enemies to friends or adoption, anything really), and stuff like that

Current hyperfixation (aka, what I will probably write better for/ do more): dream smp

Will probably put the scenario in a non specific arc

Fairy Tail:

Natsu

Gray

Loke/leo

Laxus

Sting

Rouge

Gajeel

Zeref

Jellal

Jackal

Lucy

Levy

Juvia

Guildarts

Freed

Erza

DBH:

Connor

Hank

Markus

Gavin

nines

ATLA:

Aang

Zuko

Sokka

Katara

Toph

mai

ty lee

azula

BNHA:

Izuku

Katsuki

Shouto

Denki

Eijiro

Tenya

Toshinori

Shouta

hizashi

fumikage

neito

mirio

takami

hitoshi

inasa

Enji

keigo

rumi

momo

mina

ochaco

dabi

shigaraki

overhaul

sir nighteye

kurogiri

toga

twice

Inuyasha:

Inuyahsa

kagome

naraku

miroku

koga

sesshomaru

sango

BNA:

michiru

shirou

nazuna

alan

marie

pinga

Sherlock:

Sherlock

john

moriarty

mycroft

greg

molly

Harry potter:

harry

ron

hermione

draco

cedric

Black Butler:

ciel

sebastian

bard

finny

ash

claude

alois

triplets

william

grell

ronald

undertaker

joker

dagger

agni

soma

pluto

beast

lizzy

mey-rin

ran-mao

edward

aleistar

vincent

real ciel (I refer to him as astre tho)

snake

charles grey

charles phipps

gregory

cheslock

joanne

maurice

herman

clayton

lawrance

mcmillan

edgar

blavat

seiglinde

MLB:

Marinette/ladybug

adrien/chat noir

gabriel/hawkmoth

nathaniel

marc

luka

alya

nino

felix

bridgette

chloe

TPN:

emma

ray

norman

don

gilda

leslie

Undertale:

sans

papyrus

frisk

toriel

chara

asriel

asgore

grillby

gaster

mettaton

blooky

AU’s- underfell, mafiatale, mafiafell, underswap, swapfell

Beastars:

legoshi

haru

louis

juno

gouhin

melon

Gravity falls:

dipper

mable

ford

wendy

robbie

bill

AU-reverse falls, monster falls

SVTFOE:

star

marco

tom

toffee

Hazbin:

alastor

angle dust

charlie

husk

vaggie

lucifer

val

vox

Pokemon:

Gladion

ash

clemont

serena

james

jesse

zeraora

lucario

mewtwo

zacian

zamazenta

literally any pokemon but those are my fave(and human versions ofc either is fine)

guzma

kukui

alain

lysandre

bede

hop

leon

milo

allister

raihan

marnie

piers

ACNH:

tom nook

raymond

lobo

kabuki

lolly

marshal

Isabelle

redd

fang

Avengers:

tony

steve

bucky

clint

natasha

dr. strange

thor

loki

peter

Voltron:

lance

keith

shiro

hunk

lotor

pidge

Aggretsuko:

tadano

haida

hyoudou

The hobbit:

literally JUST smaug

MLP:

twilight

pinkie

apple jack

rainbow

fluttershy

rarity

discord

Maid sama:

takumi

misaki

shoichiro

the three idiots

aoi (totaly gives off a ciel/lizzy vibe don’t even lie)

sotaro

tora

kanade

kuga

koma

yujiro

shosei

Naruto:

naruto

sauske

kakashi

itachi

gaara

neji

shikamaru

kurama

kiba

OHSHC:

tamaki

haruhi

hikaru

karou

both twins

kyoya

hunny

mori

kasanoda

nekosawa

Cells at work:

white blood cell

red blood cell

killer t cell

Little witch academia:

atsuko

diana

sucy

lotte

amanda

andrew

louis

frank

Pucca:

pucca

garu

tobe

abyo

Glitter force:

emily/Miyuki

kelsey/Akane

lily/Yayoi

april/Nao

chole/Reika

ulric/wolfrun

rascal

Glitter force doki doki:

ira

maya/Mana

rachel/Rikka

clara/Alice

mackenzie/Makoto

TMNT(2012):

leonardo

raphael

michelangelo

donatello

splinter

april

ROTG:

aster bunnymund

north

pitch

sandy

jack

tooth

Soul eater:

death the kid

soul

black star

maka

stein

Aot:

levi

eren

armin

mikasa

jean

erwin

IT(2017):

pennywise

richie

beverly

eddie

stanley

ben

bill

henry

patrick

victor

belch

bowers gang

losers club

kamisama kiss:

nanami

tomoe

mizkui

kurama

otohiku

mikage

jiro

The outsiders:

dallas

darry

ponyboy

johnny

two-bit

steve

soda

Diabolik lovers:

shu

reiji

ayato

laito

kanato

subaru

yui

karlheinz

kou

azuza

carla

ruki

richter

yuma

shin

Hamilton:

alex

john

king george

george washington

lafayette

hercules

philip

aaron

thomas

Venom(2018):

eddie/venom

Tokyo mew mew:

ichigo

zakuro

tart

pie

Kisshu

Fran bow

Fran

remor

itward

mr. midnight

Steven universe

steven

connie

pearl

amethyst

larz

sadie

garnet

lapiz

peridot

spinel

Haven't you heard i'm sakamoto

sakamota

Shou

Gargantia on the verdurous planet

ledo

amy

Animaniacs

yakko

wakko

dot

Over the garden wall

wirt

beast

Sonic

sonic

tails

knuckles

amy

shadow

Snow white with the red hair

Shirayuki

zen

obi

The sacrificial princess and the king of beasts(manga)

Leonhart

Sariphi

Lanteveldt

Anubis/Sirius

Jormungand

Fenrir

Nir

Joz

Ilya

Beetlejuice(musical)

beetlejuice

lydia

Creepypasta

Jeff the killer

slenderman

offenderman

trenderman

splenderman

ticci toby

masky

hoodie

BEN drowned

eyeless jack

laughing jack

homicidal liu

zalgo

clockwork

Jason the toymaker

puppeteer

Yu-gi-oh

Seto Kaiba

FNAF

Freddy

bonnie

chica

foxy

golden freddy

toy freddy

toy bonnie

toy chica

mangle (male and female ver pls specify)

marionette ^

springtrap

william afton/ purple guy

baby

funtime freddy

ennard

nightmare freddy

nightmare bonnie

nightmare chica

nightmare foxy

nightmare mangle

fredbear

nightmare fredbear

Cuphead

cuphead

mugman

devil

king dice

Bendy and the ink machine

bendy

boris

alice

Duck tales

Scrooge (aged down tho)

webby

della

donald

louie

dewey

huey

launchpad

lena

Dream smp

everyone (all platonic. Will do reader stuff, but would prefer more character +character interactions, specifically, SBI. PLSSS give me sbi stuff, ill marry you)

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babybottlepop96 · 3 years

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Master List 1

Master List 2

Updated: 7/6/2021

Hazbin Hotel

Demon Belle - Alastor (SFW)

Model - Alastor/Vox/Valentino (Smut)

Marvel

Lips - Peter Parker (Angst, Fluff)

Naruto

Diabetic S.O. HeadCannons - Kiba/Naruto/Sasuke (Fluff)

Personal HC -Hidan (Smut)

Personal HC - Obito (Smut)

Note - Shino (Fluff)

Always - Shikamaru (Fluff, Angst)

Dominated - Shino (Smut)

I Don’t Hate You - Hidan (Smut)

Asking to have sex for the first time HC - Kiba/Shino/Neji (SFW)

Purple Flower - Kakashi (SFW)

I’m Sorry - Choji (Angst)

Don’t Tell Anyone - Neji x reader (Fluff) and Shikamaru x Reader (Platonic)

Imprinted - Kiba (Angst)

First Kiss HC - Ino and Choji

One Thousand Years of Yes - Kakashi (Smut)

Eternity Together - Itachi (Angst and Fluff)

Tattoos at First Touch - Shino (Fluff, Humor)

Tattoo AU HC - Kiba (Fluff, Humor)

Scaredy Fox - Naruto (Drabble)

Someone to Love - Shikamaru x Sai (Smut)

Choke my Chicken - Sai x The Guys (Drabble, bad sex puns about chickens)

That Dress - Shino x Spell (SFW, Small suggestive theme at the end, FLUFF)

“I’ll Miss You” - Shikamaru x Sai (SFW, Angst)

Seven Minutes in Heaven Series (Naruto)

Naruto (Smut)

Neji (Fluff)

Shikamaru (Smut)

Sai (Fluff)

50 States Myths/Legends (Naruto)

Alabama - Dead Children’s Playground (SFW)

Alaska - Kushtaka (SFW)

Arizona - Slaughterhouse Canyon (SFW)

Arkansas - Highway 365 (SFW)

California - Dark Watchers (SFW, Drabble)

Colorado - Riverdale Road (SFW, Drabble)

Connecticut - Annabelle (Slight NSFW)

Delaware - Fence Rail Dog (SFW, Drabble)

Florida - Devil’s Chair (Drabble)

Georgia

Hawaii

Idaho

Illinois

Indiana

Iowa

Kansas

Kentucky

Louisiana

Maine

Maryland

Massachusetts

Michigan

Minnesota

Mississippi

Missouri

Montana

Nebraska

Nevada

New Hampshire

New Jersey

New Mexico

New York

North Carolina

North Dakota

Ohio

Oklahoma

Oregon

Pennsylvania

Rhode Island

South Carolina

South Dakota

Tennessee

Texas

Utah

Vermont

Virginia

Washington

West Virginia

Wisconsin

Wyoming

OHSHC

Haruhi’s Sister - Hikaru (Smut)

Then Let’s Do Other Things - Kyoya (Fluff)

Fruits Basket

Secret Sister - Kyo (fluff)

Safe - Yuki (Angst and Fluff)

Attack on Titan

Unforgotten Promise - Levi (Angst)

Rumors - Eren (Smut)

Foot Rub - Eren x Mikasa (Drabble)

Basement - Levi x Reader (Dark, Minor DNI)

Mythical Creatures (Attack on Titan Series)

Jorogumo (Angst, Fluff, Death, Blood)

Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 (Complete)

#masterlist #attack on titan #OHSHC #fruits basket #naruto #hazbin hotel #multiple characters #fluff #angst #Smut #multiple fandoms #mths #legends

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animeprinces-imagines · 8 years

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Falling in love with someone they can’t have - Tamaki, Kyoya, Hikaru, Kaoru

(This caused me so many feels when writing. Let me know what you guys think, enjoy!)

Kyoya Ootori- Kyoya falls in love with a commoner. There is something so intriguing about them. They aren't worried about carrying on the family name or business; they're just living life. Of course, Kyoya will have a arranged marriage, filled with no real love, only happening for the sake of his father's name. He'll watch his love get married to who they please, and as bitter as he is, there's something satisfying about it. Kyoya will live vicariously through their happiness, glad they could be happy when he couldn’t

Kaoru Hitachiin- Kaoru falls in love with someone who frequents the Host Club. It doesn't matter if they never request him, or maybe they request him all the time. But that's not why he loves them. He loves them because they're different. They don't come to the Music Room in hopes of being fawned over, instead, they come to have fun. Kaoru watches as they smile at Tamaki's dramatic shows and eat cake with Honey, and he knows they're the one. But deep in his soul he knows, he can't leave Hikaru. Kaoru knows that if he were to make a move, it would mean abandoning his brother and he could never do that. So, for now, he's content from watching them from afar, daydreaming about what could have been.

Hikaru Hitachiin- Hikaru falls in love with Kaoru's significant other. At first, he mistakes it for jealousy. Jealousy because Kaoru's HIS, the only other person in the world he's ever loved. But then he realizes that this jealousy isn't jealousy at all, it's love. He loves this person, and in a way, I guess you could say he is jealous. Jealous because his brother has someone else to turn to. And as saddening as it is, Hikaru knows he'll never find a relationship like Kaoru's because he can't trust people. So he doesn't. Hikaru watches Kaoru get married and envies over the relationship, knowing he'll never be blessed with one like it.

Tamaki Suoh- Tamaki falls in love with a childhood friend. One in France. It's a deep love. One that starts with a connection as friends but grew deeply into something more. When Tamaki left France, he knew he would be leaving them behind, but knew it was best for his mother's health. Tamaki thinks of his love every day, imagines them walking into the Host Club instead of the hundreds of girls that enter every day. Still, he puts on a smile and continues his work. Maybe one day he could return to them, but he's content knowing they've probably gotten over him, and are living their lives with nothing holding them back.

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ohshcscenerios · 5 years

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Ouran AU Prompt List

This will be my last prompt list before I take a much needed break from Tumblr. I plan on resting for two weeks at maximum but I am not going on hiatus. I will still log on to chat and occasionally share posts. I just need to rest my brain and focus on writing my current OHSHC fan-fiction.

For this prompt list I was inspired by @startingtodayyouareahost to write our hosts in alternate universes. So let’s give this a shot, shall we?

You can request for a single host or a pairing (please no “x reader” because I have such a difficult time writing those);

Haruhi x Host

Tamaki x Host

Kyoya x Host

Hikaru x Host (minus Koaru)

Kaoru x Host (minus Hikaru)

Takashi x Host (minus Mitsukuni)

Mistukuni x Host (minus Takashi)

Umehito Nekozawa x Host

Ritsu Kasanoda x Host (minus Takashi and Mitsukuni)

Choose the Genre;

Romance/Fluff

Lemons/Smut

Angst/Gore

AU Monsters (host(s) will be written as monster);

Vampire

Werewolf

Fairy

Alien

Witch/Warlock

Mermaid/Merman

Lycanthropes (animal shape-shifter)

ABO-verse (thanks @insomniacfics)

Note: Please do not mix monsters. My brain will explode T_T

AU Prompts;

Fangs

Fresh Blood

Full Moon

Midnight

Stars and Galaxies

Drowning

Lighthouse

Potion

Voodoo Doll

Magical Cloak

Cage

Breed

Knotting

Fight to the Death

Scent

Spaceship

Claws

Fins

Shifting

Red Eyes

Drooling

Howl

Casting Spells

Abduction

Toadstool Circle

Garden

Crystal Ball

Bite

Ship Wreck

Thunderstorm

Fairy Dust

Pack

Bloodied hands

Hopelessly Lost

Hunt

Siren's Song

Witch Trial

Candlelight

Portal

Cemetery

Pregnancy

Family

Birth and Newborn

Protect

Pups

If you're confused on how to request for this prompt, I'll provide an example;

Tamaki and Haruhi for Vampire AU Fluff #13 please :).

#ouran high school host club #tamaki suoh #kyoya ootori #hikaru hitachiin #kaoru hitachiin #takashi morinozuka #mori #mitsukuni haninozuka #hani #honey #hunny #au prompt #au fics #fluff #smut #angst

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peachy-hk · 4 years

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Kaoru x reader Can easily tell twins apart and wants to confess. Asks Kaoru to met up but Hikaru comes. Immediately know its Hikaru. They ask for Kaoru twins make fun of them asking if they're so stupid they cant tell the difference and try to humiliate them in front of the school Reader gets angry says if Kaoru didnt like them he could have just said so with tears and he feels bad Apologizes but it hurts him when reader is still cautious when he loves them Ends in fluff but it takes time

Trick- Kaoru x reader

Genre: Angst! w fluff ending :) tbh I don’t think I made the ending fluffy enough,,, I’ll write some domestic life fluff with Kaoru tmr.

Warnings: Fem! reader, cursing. Hikaru is an ass.

Word count: 1.2K

Being able to tell the twins apart was something you were known for. You and Haruhi were the only two people in the entire school that could do it. Lots of perks came with being able to tell the Hitachiin twins apart. Being humiliated in front of dozens of people wasn’t one of them. At least, not until today.

Lots of things seemed to be happening at the host club today, there was lots of chatter between the girls, but it would always quiet down when you got into earshot. You could simply hope that it had nothing to do with you asking Kaoru to meet up with you later. You knew what their history was like with other girls. You could only hope that the two wouldn’t do the same to you. You were close friends after all, right? You didn’t even tell him you wanted to confess. All you said was a simple “meet me in the courtyard after the club”

You met Kaoru at the courtyard as planned. Well, you thought it was him. After walking up to Kaoru, you notice that it isn’t him, but his twin brother standing where he should be.

“What are you doing here Hikaru? I thought I was meeting Kaoru to talk.” You say, sighing as you pat the pocket of the bright yellow dress you’re wearing. You have a letter in your pocket, a letter for Kaoru. Writing out your confession probably wasn’t the best idea.

“What do you mean? I am Kaoru.. Don’t tell me you can’t tell us apart anymore..” Hikaru replies to you. His hair is parted to look like Kaoru. If you didn’t know any better, maybe they could have convinced you. But you’re not an idiot. You have known the two for long enough to tell them apart without relying on the direction their hair is parted.

“Or have you been lying this whole time? A ton of lucky guesses to cover up the fact that you can’t actually tell me from Hikaru? Did you really think that you’d have a chance to confess your feelings to me? Did you think we’d treat you differently just because you can tell us apart? You’re not special. I doubt you can actually tell us apart anyway. You’re nothing like Haruhi.” He spits, his tone of voice is sharp, it feels like it’s piercing through you.

Tears are about to spill out of your eyes by the time he finishes talking. Do both of them see you this way? For once, you couldn’t tell if what he was saying was a joke or not. Whats worse is that there are now groups of people in the courtyard. Whispering, pointing, staring, you’re overwhelmed.

“You know,” you begin speaking. Worried that your voice will break into a sob, you continue. “If Kaoru didn’t feel the same way about me, he could’ve just told me. I would have rather had him tell me directly than for you to try and make me hate him for words he didn’t say. I didn’t know you felt so lowly of me Hikaru.”

Hikaru’s eyes widen as you begin to walk away from him. He reaches for your arm, in the moment he’s not sure why, but he does anyway. His fingers graze your forearm, but he can’t grasp on before you’re out of reach. he doesn’t make an effort to run after you. He has no plans of ruining the scene he just created by apologizing.

Tears are streaming down your cheeks. Had you known that everything would turn out like this, you would have rather not said anything. The pain of keeping your feelings a secret would probably feel better than this bitter rejection. You sit at the stone table in the rose maze. Usually Tamaki and Haruhi are under it when the club plays games outside. Today, you’re sitting at the table alone. You wish you weren’t, but you know that if you went back into the school right now, you’d be the topic of anyone and everyone’s conversations.

You burry your face into your hands. How could you be so stupid? Why did you actually think that they’d treat you differently? Damp from the tears spilling out your eyes, you wipe your hands on your dress. An attempt to regain composure. Your breathing slows, you wipe your tears on the sleeve of the dress. You reach to pull the long forgotten letter out of your pocket. You want to rip it into pieces so small that it can never be put back together. Much like how your heart is feeling at the moment. Before you can make the first rip, you’re stopped by a voice filling your ears.

“Y/N?”

And just like that, you’re a mess again.

Of course, the last person you wanted to see right now is the one that had to show up. Standing in front of you, is Kaoru Hitachiin.

“What are you doing here? You of all people should know I don’t want to speak to you right now.” Your voice is a mere whisper, if you spoke any louder it would probably crack. He tries to speak, but you continue before he can begin. You want to drown him out so you don’t need to hear a second rejection.

“Why didn’t you just tell me? I understand why you two did it to other girls in the past, but I thought you guys grew past that. Whatever you have to say, I don’t want to hear it. Please don’t break my heart a second time.”

“I won’t.” he sighs, he wants to explain that he has feelings for you too, but if you don’t want to hear him talk, he isn’t going to. His thoughts are filled with regret. He had a feeling Hikaru would just make everything worse, but who was he to deny his twin brother the fun the two of them always had breaking girls hearts? He could only hope you didn’t believe anything Hikaru had said, knowing that it was probably worse than whatever he was thinking.

He sits down across from you. Your face is buried in your hands once again.

He fidgets with his fingers. The air around the two of you is thick and suffocating. The silence is deafening.

“I like you too, I just thought you should know.” He knows that you’re probably trying your best not to listen. If you chose to ignore him, it’s fine. He just wants to get it out.

“Hikaru felt the need to continue our old ways, but I really didn’t want him to. Truth be told, I’ve wanted to ask you out for a while now. I just didn’t want things to get weird with Haruhi and Hikaru.”

“Hey, did you hear me? I like you too.”

He moves to sit next to you, you shift away. The guilt stabs him like a knife, but he knows he deserves it.

“I should have said no to Hikaru, I know he hurt your feelings. He didn’t mean anything. I like you a lot, please forgive me.” He hesitates but he shifts forward to give you a hug. When you don’t pull away, he pulls you into his arms. You said you didn’t want to hear what he has to say, but he talks anyway. It’s his only chance. Now or never.

“I’m sorry.”

He repeats it until he’s 100 percent sure you’ve heard him. He is well aware that you’re not going to forgive him in this instant. He knows it will take time, but he is willing to wait. Why? Because he knows you’ll come around eventually.

You love each other after all.

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Pairing: Hikaru Hitachiin x reader Genre: Fluff, angst Warnings: Light making out A/N: I just finished OHSHC for the second time and I just couldn't help myself. this is already kinda long but I highkey wanna write more but idk if people will read this. Let me know if I should write a part 2 :) also omg this has been sitting in my drafts for a hot second cause I had to reread all of this it’s 5,830 words give or take to edit any mistakes and I’m like 78% sure I still messed up but it’s fine. anyway, enjoy! Just realized I haven’t posted in like a year sorry bout that

First meeting:

y’all met through, you guessed it, The Host Club

it wasn’t your idea to go

but

Haruhi, poor, sweet, innocent Haruhi, was about to lose her marbles

she practically got onto her knees to beg you to keep her company

and what kind of friend would you be if you declined?

(you mainly just went because she bribed you with free tea and desserts)

when you showed up to Music Room #3, it was all that you were expecting and not at all what you were expecting at the same time

you eventually spotted Haruhi through all the people and eventually made your way over to her

the look on her face was almost comical

she bid her guests she was entertaining farewell and they left with watery eyes

you covered your mouth to hide your giggles as you took a seat on the soft couch across from her

“Thank god you showed up,” she groaned as she slumped back into her seat

you let your giggles out freely, studying her tired form

“Awe, is Haruhi tired of flirting?” you teased

she only grunted in response, closing her eyes and letting out a content sigh

you hummed in return, picking up a cookie that was on the table and starting to munch on it

you two had a few minutes of silent peace before it was rudely interrupted

“Oh, Haruhi!” you hear two voices shout from behind you in unison

you swear you saw an irk mark appear on her forehead

you raise your brow and go to turn around to see who was causing her so much trouble just by saying two words when two people were suddenly leaning over the back of the couch you were sitting on

you looked to your left and saw a boy your and Haruhi’s age

you turned to the right and had to do a double-take when you saw the same face

these must be the infamous twins, you thought as you studied them

“What?” Haruhi groaned with dead eyes

you could see the smirks come onto the two boys’ faces

“What are you doing slacking off-” the one on the right started off

“-when you have a guest?” the left one finished you raised a brow at them as you pursed your lips

“She could ask you two the same thing? Why aren’t you tending to your guests?” you defended

the twins’ eyes widened as they turned to look at you, both silently studying you for a moment

“We got bored-”

“-so we came to see what Haruhi was doing.”

your brows furrowed as you look to the one on your left

“You just left your guests?”

Haruhi was the one to respond

“Kaoru probably ran out of fake tears,” she said with a smirk

the twins’ attention went back to her, the one on the right’s eyes widening

“Fake tears? My tears are real!” he defended

you took a mental note that the one on your right was Kaoru. Haruhi may have told you about them before but you were terrible with names

Haruhi only grunted in response before closing her eyes again

you saw their mouths open, ready to bother her some more

so, being the good friend you are, you quickly said something before they could

“Just leave her alone, okay? How about you entertain me?” you offered

from what Haruhi has told you, the twins liked to mess around with people. Whether it is playing pranks and tricks or just annoying them

so, you figured they’d happily take you up on the offer to ‘entertain’ you

as soon as you finished your sentence, a smirk was curling up on their lips

“Entertain you?”

“Why, we’d be honored!”

they ended up trying to actually do so at first, using their little brotherly love act

you quickly shut that down

once they realized you knew all their secrets, including Haruhi being a girl, there was a sudden shift in the way they acted towards you

they were more open suddenly

First hug:

it wasn’t long until you became close to everyone in The Host Club

especially a certain auburn male

along with Haruhi, of course

you two grew closer by you becoming friends with her other friends

everyone, especially Kaoru, knew something was up

you both just acted friendly, a little too friendly at times, but friendly nonetheless

you ended up leaving for a week to go on vacation with your family

you, of course, kept in touch with everyone

mostly through the group chat that someone probably Tamaki made

you sent pictures of everything you thought would be cool enough to show them

everyone was enthusiastic for the most part that you were having fun and spending time with your family

except for you know who

he acted perfectly happy in the group chat but a lot of times sometimes he’d message you privately

you didn’t know why but his texting tone sounded off

he’d talk like he would in the group chat but it just sounded off

you never pointed this out but you could tell something wasn’t right

you soon enough came back and were excited to see all of your friends again

you decided to surprise them when you came back

you came back on Friday instead of Sunday just to see them earlier

you had quickly dropped off your stuff at home before racing to Ouran Academy

The Host Club hours were coming to a close so it was perfect timing

you stood out the door and took a couple deep breaths, trying to get some air into your desperate lungs from all the running you just did

the door opened and you heard Tamaki saying goodbye to the two girls who were leaving

you slipped in through the open door, wanting to surprise attack them

you saw them all lounging around one of the couches

of course, Takashi, or Mori as he allows you to call him, with his spidey like senses, knew you were there right off the bat

you brought a finger to your lips to show him to be quiet, which shouldn’t be a problem for the usually quiet male. A small smile came to his lips as he watched you creep closer

you tiptoed towards the others, most of their backs being to you

Kyoya was the next to see you, a sly smile came to his face but he remained quiet

the twins and Haruhi were sitting with their backs to you on the couch, Honey was sitting his back to you in a chair at a table with Mori eating some cake, and Tamaki was standing in front of Kyoya ranting on about whatever it was he was ranting about, his back also being to you

you smirked as you crept up to the couch, raising your hands above you

Haruhi wasn’t an easy one to scare but surely you shouting out of nowhere should get to her

“Haruhi!” you screamed while slamming your hands down gently onto her shoulders

a yelp shot out of her mouth as she jumped

the other boys, besides Kyoya and Mori, also jumped and turned to look at you

once Haruhi’s brain caught up with what was going on, she let out a small gasp as she turned around on the couch to face you, going up on her knees to do so

“You're back!” she called happily as her arms wrapped around the back of your neck to hug you

you chuckled as you happily returned the hug

as you two hugged, the other boys got up and swarmed around you

you pulled away with a bright smile, seeing Haruhi’s was even brighter than yours

before anyone could do anything, someone wrapped their arms around your waist and pulled your back to their chest

your eyes widened at the sudden hug, trying to turn to see who was being so affectionate

you blushed when you saw auburn hair resting on your shoulder, feeling his breath fan across your neck

you looked up to see Kaoru staring at you two with a smirk, his arms crossed over his chest

you smirked back at him, one hand resting on one of Hikaru’s arms while the other goes to gently comb through his hair

“My, my. I didn’t know you liked me this much to miss me this badly, Kaoru,” you teasingly joked

Hikaru let out a huff as he squeezed you closer to him, his face pressing into you neck

“Oh, whatever,” he grumbled against your skin

goosebumps raised on your skin from feeling his lips on your neck

“Who would’ve thought you were so affectionate,” your teasing continued as you turned around in his arms to look at him

he picked his head up long enough to let you turn around and to study your face for a moment before his face went right back into your neck

you giggled and wrapped your arms back around him, weaving your fingers into his hair with a smile brighter than the sun

you both tried to ignore how fast your hearts were racing at being so close to one another

“I want to hug Y/n-chan too!” Honey suddenly shouted

you laughed a bit at Honey’s whining, feeling Hikaru’s grip tighten even more

it took a while to get the clingy boy off of you

First time holding hands:

it was the weekend and you were currently at Haruhi’s house just hanging out

it was around noon when she said that she’d make you two lunch

you accepted the offer gratefully, going back to reading your book

your brows furrowed when there was a knock on the door

you bookmarked your book and went to set it down when you heard it

“Haruhi! Are you home?” Tamaki’s exuberant voice shouted loud enough for you both to hear

she perked up and deadpanned at the same time somehow

you chuckled as you went back to your reading, letting her get the door since she was already there by it

she opened it and started talking to Tamaki

you then heard many other voices

of course. Who would they be if they didn’t travel like a pack? you thought as you smiled

six pairs of feet made their way inside, all chatting amongst each other

“Y/n! I didn’t know you were here!” you heard Hikaru shout joyfully before making his way over to you and sitting down beside you

“But, Hikaru, isn’t that the reas-”

“Kaoru! Why don’t you come sit by me!” Hikaru shouted, quickly cutting his twin off

Kaoru snickered as he walked over to his twin, taking a seat by him

“Actually, if you’re all going to eat, I need to go to the store,” Haruhi said as she gave the boys a slight glare

you smiled as you closed the book you were reading, setting it on the table as you stood up

“I’ll come with, Haruhi,” you said with a smile as you walked over to her

Hikaru instantly popped up from the ground as he followed after you

“Me too! I want to see the commoner market!”

Haruhi doesn’t even try to argue as the other boys chimed in saying they wanted to go

you only chuckled as you slid your shoes on and walked out to wait for the others

of course, Hikaru was right on your tail

you leaned against the railing as you took in the scenery, smiling when you saw some kids playing with a ball

unknowingly to you, Hikaru was appreciating every second of that smile

once everyone was out, you walked up front with Haruhi to lead the way

you both chatted the whole way there, debating on what you both should make

as you guys shopped, some of you would wander off but eventually, y’all would group back up together

at one point, y’all were passing by some books for sale and you just couldn’t help yourself

you steered away from everyone and ended up looking at a few

you looked up from the book you were currently checking out when you felt someone’s eyes on you

you smiled when you saw Hikaru holding a book

when he realized he was caught, he quickly snapped his gaze back to the book he was holding

you giggled as you sat the book you were holding down, casually strolling over to him with a smirk

“I didn’t take you much as a reader,” you teased

the pink hue in his cheeks worsened, his eyes stared down at the back of the book unmoving

“What are you talking about? I love to read!” he argued

you chuckled as you plucked the book from his hand to look down at it

“I didn’t think you were into mermaids,” you teased as you held the cover of the book up for him to see

the book’s cover had a mermaid on it, upon with the title that clearly states it’s about mermaids

his blush went scarlet and you can’t help but laugh at how cute he was being him

he tried to stutter out an explanation but he seemed to not be able to find any reason as to why he’d be holding that book that wouldn’t worsen the situation

you sat the book down and grabbed his hand, still laughing

you then lead him back to the others, his hand clutching onto yours a bit

you two stayed in the back of the group, not bringing any attention to yourselves as you just followed after them quietly

you two never stopped holding hands until you left the market

First kiss:

by now, everyone and their distant cousins knew that you two had a thing for each other

even the girls that would come to The Host Club knew and even encouraged it

so, yeah

y’all would flirt and all that good jazz

but

Hikaru is an oblivious fool

he knew he felt differently with you then he did with others but he couldn’t put his finger on why

that was until Hikaru was walking to the library to meet you to study when he sees it

you were against the wall and a guy was talking to you, too close to be friendly

Hikaru debated what he should do

does he charge in headfirst and shoo the guy away?

but what if you two are friends or something?

that thought vanishes when he sees you glare at the guy, a scowl on your face

this was a ‘shoot first and ask questions later’ kind of situation

Hikaru did what he initially thought he should do

he gently (not really) shoved the guy to the side, smiling down at you

“Babe! There you are! I was starting to wonder where you were!” Hikaru said as he pulled you into a hug

your eyes widened at his sudden appearance, gawking at him a bit

you both heard the guy that was talking to you scoff, his arms going over his chest

“‘Babe’? Yeah, right. Y/n doesn’t have a boyfriend, so piss off,” the guy said lowly to Hikaru

Hikaru loosened his grip on you a bit to turn and look at the guy, raising a brow at him

you held your breath as you watched the two of them

you know how bad Hikaru’s temper can get

what if he fights him?

what if he gets expelled?

all sorts of worries and questions filled your head

Hikaru smirked at him and gave a light chuckle, turning to look at you again

he stared into your eyes for a long, silent moment

your brain paused all thought when you met his eyes

your proximity made your heart race and brain start working again, filling with ideas ideas you probably shouldn’t be having

it seemed that Hikaru was sharing one of your ideas since his lips were suddenly on yours

you weren’t surprised that your first kiss with him wasn’t romantic or cliché

it sounds just like him to get jealous and to kiss you like there’s no tomorrow

you two just kept on kissing too

not bothering to pull away from each other’s hold

the guy eventually scoffed and marched off

that didn’t stop you and Hikaru though

you both kissed until your lungs were begging for air

you pulled away from each other and pant, staring into each other’s eyes

Hikaru then smirked and you just closed your eyes, breathlessly giggling

you were just waiting for him to say something smart or dirty

First Date:

once you both realized that you two were going to have to be official after that kiss, you decided to go on a date

Hikaru was a blushing mess while he was asking you to go out with him on a date

he’d barely look at you

you, obviously, agreed

he ended up taking you pretty much everywhere

he used his wealth to help make it the best date ever

you honestly felt bad since he was paying for everything

you tried to tell him to stop

but did he listen?

he was making it out as if it was his life mission to spoil you

you both shopped at the mall, went bowling, played laser tag, got food, and ended the night by seeing a movie which most of it was spent making out

you have no idea how you found time to do all of this stuff in one day

but it was magical

as close to perfect as it could get

he held your hand whenever he could, even while you were bowling and playing laser tag

it was kind of funny to see the playful trickster be so soft and caring towards someone

don’t get me wrong, he was definitely still his playful, trickster self

he’d tease you any chance he’d get and if he ever took anything a little to far, he’d be sure to put a smile right back onto your face

like when you both were playing laser tag

you ended up chasing after him, even though there’s no running allowed, and ended up falling

he was by your side in a second

literally

he apologized repeatedly even though it wasn’t even his fault

eventually, to make you feel better, he grabbed your hand holding the gun, pointed it to his chest, shot himself a couple times, before dramatically collapsing to the ground

a smile instantly came to your face

when he takes you back home, you both are reluctant to leave the other

you end up just hanging out in the back of his limo, talking about anything and everything for hours

the only reason you two parted is thanks to your parents who started to question where you were with worried texts

you texted them back and reassured them you were alive and that you were even outside the house

they were still breathing down your neck about getting inside, so you reassured them that you’d only be a little while longer

you put your phone away and focused back onto Hikaru

Hikaru was already staring at you when you turn your attention back to him

the moonlight shined down on him through the car window, making him look ethereal

he really is the epiphany of perfection, you thought

you ended up kissing some more, not being able to keep your lips off of each other

you kissed until your phone started vibrating repeatedly

you already knew it was your parents freaking out over your well being

you told Hikaru goodnight and to text you when he gets home

you force yourself to only kiss him for a few seconds, knowing if it was any longer, you wouldn’t want to leave

when he texted you he was home, he ended up calling you to talk to you

you stayed on the phone together until you both fell asleep

First “I love you.”:

the way it happened was so cute and precious and just SIMPLE

it was also kinda cliche but that’s completely fine

you both were having a movie night at his house (seeing as how they had one of those projector things in a big room so it was basically like one big, empty movie theater)

you both made a huge blanket and pillow fort

you were the one to bring snacks since his mom doesn’t like him eating junk (”tO KeEp HiS fIgUrE”)

you’ve never seen someone eat so much food in one sitting

you’re pretty sure he almost cried when you made hot chocolate

the movies themselves ranged from cheesy romances to heart-stopping horrors

all the movies were good options

the scary ones gave you two an excuse to cuddle

the funny ones had you both ugly laughing

you know, the laugh that few get to witness and when they do, it’ll never leave their memory and they’ll taunt you for it for the rest of your life

yeah, the ugly ugly one

for some reason, when you both would calm down, Hikaru would stare at you like you were the most precious jewel he’d ever seen

now

the romances

your reactions varied

for the ones you’ve never seen, you actually paid attention

and mostly blushed at the scandy scenes

but for the ones you have seen before

you guys were the ones making the scandy scenes

at one point, it started getting a little too steamy between you two

once you pulled away for air, you realized you were on his lap, his hands on your waist and thighs, your hands up his shirt, resting on his abdomen

your heart was trying to force it’s way up your throat to come up to show him just how fast it was beating

“I love you,” he whispered in a breathless tone

you’re surprised that your heart didn’t come out right there and then

his face got darker than it already was, his eyes wide as he stared at you breathlessly

he then started stumbling over his own words trying to explain himself

“Sorry! It slipped out! You don’t have to say it back!”

he then went on a tangent

you tried to let him get it out of his system but eventually, he started to feel self conscious and wanted to take it back

you, like anyone else in that situation, connected your lips again

you ran your hands over his chest soothingly, bringing your hands to his hair to run your fingers through it

“I love you too,” you reassured

First time getting jealous (as a couple):

you were standing in the hallway with your books lightly clenched to your chest

a red-faced boy was in front of you, staring at the ground

your brows were furrowed as you studied him, your mind seeming to short circuit at that moment

Hikaru hid behind the corner to listen in on what was going on

“Please consider it, Y/n! I’ve liked you for so long! Please allow me to take you on a date!”

you frowned a bit as you stared down at him, biting your lip

you didn’t know this guy

you were pretty sure this was one of those moments where the person just admires the other person but doesn’t actually know anything about them

before you could even reply though, Hikaru came swooping in out of nowhere

“Hey, man. Hate to be the one to break this to you but,” he wraps his arm around your shoulder, “she’s taken,” he finished

he didn’t sound remorseful at all to be the one to break the news to him

the red-faced boy stared at him with wide eyes before quickly nodding his head and taking off down the hallway

you watch him go, gaping a bit as you try to process what happened

you then turned to Hikaru with a smirk, feeling his other arm wrap around you as well

“What?” he asks when he saw the look you were giving him

your smirk turned into a smile, beaming brighter than the sun

“You were jealous!” you teased, poking his nose

his nose wrinkled in response to your touch

“What? Was not,” he argued, dropping his arms to his sides before starting to walk away from you

you chuckled as you chased after him, walking alongside him once you caught up to him

“Don’t lie! It’s cute!” you teased further

his cheeks dust pink but he said no more, simply just taking your hand in his as you walked alongside one another

“I love you,” you cooed

his face grew darker in color, turning his head away from you

“I love you more,” he replied

anytime you two have a ‘fight’ or anything of the sort, you always tell the other “I love you” and when the other replies with the same words, it shows that everything is okay

it’s like a reset button, in a way

first fight:

you came to the host club after school just like any other day

members of said club were just lounging around until it was time to open up the doors to guests

your eyes roamed the room, looking for a certain favorite boy of yours

your eyes finally spotted him

you only saw the back of his head but you knew it was him from the shoes he was wearing

for your six month anniversary, you decided to buy these new shoes that he had been ranting about

you didn’t understand why he wouldn’t just buy them for himself (something about his mom being mad that he bought clothes from someone who isn’t her?)

so, you bought them yourself and gave them to him

he felt guilty for having you buy him such an expensive thing when he had the money to buy it himself

so he ended up spoiling you for a whole week (and I mean spoiling since he usually spoils you anyway against your commands to stop)

he was planning on spoiling you for a month but you finally told him you’d feel so guilty if he just wastes his money on you

it took some convincing but he eventually agreed

anyways

you quickly headed over to him, wrapping your arms around him

“Hey, baby,” you greeted as he spun around, quickly pressing your lips to his

your lips had touched for less than two seconds before Hikaru was ripped away from you

Kaoru was suddenly punching him in the face, sending Hikaru spiraling to the ground

“Kaoru!” you screamed, watching him mount Hikaru and start to repeatedly hit him

Mori and Tamaki ran over and pulled them apart, pulling them several feet away from each other

you instantly ran to Hikaru, accessing his injuries

“Ka-” you began to shout at Kaoru before realizing something

Kaoru stared at you, face red with anger, jaw clenched tightly, a vein popping out of his forehead

it dawned on you then that Kaoru was actually Hikaru

which meant...

you turned to look at Kaoru who Tamaki was holding up, wiping away blood that came from his mouth and nose

you all stayed deadly silent, everyone else in the club turned to look at what the commotion was all about

you stared at Hikaru, feeling his gaze burning on your lips

he then turned to Kaoru, his clenched fists starting to shake

“I don’t understand...” he started off quietly

Kaoru stared at the ground as he waited

“You...we share everything. We share the same house, the same last name, the same classroom, the same club, the same friends, and even the same face. Y/n is the only thing I’m not willing to share with you,” he spat out at his brother, his tone straight venom

“Hikaru,” you began before deciding against it as he looked at you

“And you...” he started

his face suddenly morphed into despair, his eyes watering quickly

he pulled away from Mori and slowly walked towards you as he spoke

“You...” he trails off, “I don’t...” trails off once more, “why would you do this? How could you do this? You know how I...” more trailing off, “you are—were mine. No one else’s,” he spoke softly

your own eyes started to water as you shook your head, your chest feeling heavy

“No, Hikaru. You don’t understand. I thought it was y—”

“Don’t lie to me!” he shouted, cutting you off which caused you to jump

you’ve never heard him scream before

well, you’ve heard him shout while laughing, or scream whenever you two would be outside and seeing who could scream the loudest, and innocent times like that

but you’ve never heard him angrily shout like he is now

he turned his back to you as tears started to fall, quickly wiping at his face

“We’ve all known you for,” his words get caught in his throat, “for too long for you to not know the difference. You,” his voice shakes, “you’ve never been wrong about that before. So,” a small whimper escaped him, “so, don’t lie.”

the last word came out as a croak

you shook your head, trying not to sob in front of him as you gently grabbed his shoulders

“I love you,” you whispered

before you could say or do anything else, he ripped himself away from your grip and took off

he didn’t say it back

that’s how you knew it was serious

well, I mean, obviously it was serious but this time...

you didn’t know if you could fix it...

it was an honest mistake

really

it was

you felt so terribly guilty

you didn’t really ever think this was going to happen

how could you make such a careless mistake?

he’s opened up to you before about how insecure he is about the whole twin situation

and here you were kissing his brother

putting the cherry on top

first time making up:

it’s been at least two weeks since the whole kissing incident

you’ve tried to stop by his house but he refused to see you

you’ve tried going to his class but he was either never there or he had someone escort you away

you’ve tried going to the host club but he was either, once again, not there or he was too busy to talk to you

not like he would anyway

you mostly steered clear of Kaoru, feeling beyond guilty for bringing him into your fight

the one time you did try to talk to him, he remained quiet and couldn’t look at you

the other host members still talked to you, just not as much

they knew something wasn’t right, even if they did see with their own eyes what you had done

it didn’t make sense for you to openly kiss Kaoru in front of Hikaru

they let you explain yourself and they were very understanding

they wanted to help you somehow but you didn’t want them to get involved

you didn’t need Hikaru hating them too and ending up with no one

nearing week three, you had had enough

ten minutes before school got out, you went outside

you found the Hitachiin limo and knocked on the driver’s door

he recognized you from how much you and Hikaru used to hangout

he asked where you’ve been, which you gave a vague response to, before asking him for a favor

Hikaru walked out to the limo, loosening his tie and undoing the first button

he got inside the limo, shutting the door with a heavy sigh

the limo started to move and this was when your plan kicked into action

the driver starts to roll down the window that seperated the back and the front, Hikaru becoming confused

he frowned when he saw you in the front, gasping when you started to climb through the window

“No! Stop! Get out! Stop the car!” Hikaru shouted

the driver didn’t listen and you continued to climb through

Hikaru attempted to open the door but it was locked, automatically locking every time he tried to unlock it (thank god for his overprotective mom who was afraid he’d accidentally open the door and fly out into the road or whatever)

he growled and looked up at you, watching you situate yourself across from him

the driver rolled up the window once he saw you were through, giving you two the privacy you’ve been wishing for

Hikaru crossed his arms over his chest and looked out the window, planning to not give you the time of day

you frowned as you studied him, leaning forward

you took a deep breath, prepared to recite the speech you’ve been practicing for weeks now

“Hikaru, listen,” you start softly

he didn’t respond in any way; he didn’t even blink

you sighed a bit before taking another deep breath

“Hikaru, I love you more than words can describe. It was a honest to god mistake what happened. I saw him wearing the shoes I got you and just assumed it was you.”

you trailed off after that, waiting for him to reply

he didn’t reply

nor did he say it back

“Think about it. It doesn’t make sense for me to kiss him. If I was cheating on you, wouldn’t I try to be sneaky and for you not to find out?” you continued, trying to use logic on him to get him to understand

at this, he turned to look at you finally

he had tears in his eyes once more

“Hikaru, please. I don’t know what I can do to prove to you that it was a mistake. I would never do anything to harm you in any way, you should know that.”

Hikaru wiped at his face as he started to cry, shaking his head

“I'm not sure what to believe,” he replied in a whisper

you sighed and nodded your head as your own eyes started to water

you gently grabbed his hand, seeing him flinch a bit at your touch

you then brought the hand to your chest, right above your racing heart

“Believe in this. This bloody organ in my chest that solely beats for you,” you whispered, hoping he could understand you through all of your crying

he, once again, didn’t reply

“I don’t know what I can do to prove to you tha-”

you were surprised when his lips suddenly crashed against yours

you returned the kiss immediately, feeling all of the emotions you both have felt during this rough patch

anger, frustration, disappointment, confusion, betrayal, guilt, sorrow, remorse, acceptance, forgiveness

love

“I love you. Please, accept my apology. I miss you. It hurts me to know I’ve caused you pain,” you cried softly, holding onto him for dear life in fear that this was just a dream and you’d end up waking up to find that he still hated you

“Shh, it’s okay. I love you more. I’ll love you ‘till the day I die. Just, please, never do anything like that again.”

you laughed breathily and nodded your head, connecting your lips once more

he pulled away after a while of kissing to mumble, “I’m going to kill Kaoru for stealing my favorite shoes.”

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