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“If your not going to be quite, you can leave you know!” Haruhi yelled at the six boys in her living room. “what are you guys doing here anyway?” she asked. “Ranka asked me to check up on you, naturally they had to come along too.” he said rubbing his temple. Haruhi did the same. “Be quite. I don’t want to wake (y/n)” she said rubbing the back of her neck blushing. After Haruhi washed up and put on fresh clothes she made everyone tea. They chattered on about why (y/n) was at her house and was she really her girlfriend.
Tamiki was about to give his “you should have called me because two girls should never be left alone” lecture. A knock was heard at the door. Haruhi got up to answer it. “yes? Can I help you?” she asked. It was a handsome young man with dark hair and dark eyes. “yes. Are you Haruhi Fujioka?” he asked. “yes. Why-” she stopped as he stepped in the house. “what are you doing? You cant just enter other peoples houses!” she yelled. “I'm here to bring Lady (y/n) home.” “Hey wait who are you?!” she asked. “Her husband” he said bluntly.
Back in the living room Haruhi's yell caught Takashi's attention. He got up to see what was up. “how long does I take to open a door?” Hikaru asked.
He entered the room just as Mori put hi arm out to block in from entering. “what are you doing?” he asked starring the boy down. He pushed his arm down and entered anyway. He pick up (y/n) over his solders. “huh? Haruhi?” she muttered rubbing her eyes. “kouta?! What are you doing!” she yelled kicking. At this point all the host were investigating what was happening. “you cant do that.” Mori said, as he was almost to the front door. In a swift motion he kick the boy throwing (y/n) in the air as Mori caught her. He through a punch and took (y/n) back in his arms and walked out.
She was still kicking. “kouta! Whats the meaning of this put me down!” she yelled. He walked down the stairs and put (y/n) in the car waiting for them. “I was simply bringing you home.” he said bluntly. “You didn’t have to do all that!” she stared “and those were my friends..” she said her voice training off. “doesn’t matter I had to do what ever I had to. That Haruhi is girl right? She looked like a boy. How odd-” “Don’t talk about her that way!” she shouted. This caught him off guard as his eyes grew wide. “calm down were almost to your house.” he said. They pulled up to the mansion. She ran inside and slammed her door shut. Texting Haruhi
“To: Haruhi .F
sent :10;34 am
I'm sorry I put you through this trouble.. I'll explain Monday...
From: (y/n)”
Tamiki was about to give his “you should have called me because two girls should never be left alone” lecture. A knock was heard at the door. Haruhi got up to answer it. “yes? Can I help you?” she asked. It was a handsome young man with dark hair and dark eyes. “yes. Are you Haruhi Fujioka?” he asked. “yes. Why-” she stopped as he stepped in the house. “what are you doing? You cant just enter other peoples houses!” she yelled. “I'm here to bring Lady (y/n) home.” “Hey wait who are you?!” she asked. “Her husband” he said bluntly.
Back in the living room Haruhi's yell caught Takashi's attention. He got up to see what was up. “how long does I take to open a door?” Hikaru asked.
He entered the room just as Mori put hi arm out to block in from entering. “what are you doing?” he asked starring the boy down. He pushed his arm down and entered anyway. He pick up (y/n) over his solders. “huh? Haruhi?” she muttered rubbing her eyes. “kouta?! What are you doing!” she yelled kicking. At this point all the host were investigating what was happening. “you cant do that.” Mori said, as he was almost to the front door. In a swift motion he kick the boy throwing (y/n) in the air as Mori caught her. He through a punch and took (y/n) back in his arms and walked out.
She was still kicking. “kouta! Whats the meaning of this put me down!” she yelled. He walked down the stairs and put (y/n) in the car waiting for them. “I was simply bringing you home.” he said bluntly. “You didn’t have to do all that!” she stared “and those were my friends..” she said her voice training off. “doesn’t matter I had to do what ever I had to. That Haruhi is girl right? She looked like a boy. How odd-” “Don’t talk about her that way!” she shouted. This caught him off guard as his eyes grew wide. “calm down were almost to your house.” he said. They pulled up to the mansion. She ran inside and slammed her door shut. Texting Haruhi
“To: Haruhi .F
sent :10;34 am
I'm sorry I put you through this trouble.. I'll explain Monday...
From: (y/n)”
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Mitsukuni Haninozuka (Honey) X Reader Part 4
You curled in a ball and cried, knowing that there was no way that you could catch up to them.
You stayed that way for about fifteen minutes. Nobody was around to bother you. Then, suddenly, you heard footsteps approaching rapidly. However, you didn't bother to look up.
"(Y/N)-chan!" shouted a very familiar voice. Finally, you lifted your head, just as Honey reached you. He crouched down in front of you, looking at your red face, without his usual smile. "(Y/N) chan? What happened to you? I was so worried when I didn't see you at the host club."
You launched yourself at him and hugged him tightly, relieved that he was here,
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Ouran Highschool Host Club x shy!insecure! reader!
(Y/n) lied in her bed that night pondering...
Kyoya, Hunny and Mori, and also Hikaru.
the memory replayed in her head like a broken record...
Two days previous, (y/n) sat against the salmon toned wall of the corridor.
It was the end of the day and a lot of people had gone home.
Well...
Everyone but the Host Club and their fangirls.
(Y/n) lied her history homework on her lap as she stared down at the paper with a blank expression.
"This is impossible..." She whispered to herself.
"And what exactly do you think you're doing HERE while the Host Club is in THERE?"
(Y/n) looked up and found herself looking up at none other than the first
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Ouran Highschool Host Club x shy!insecure! reader!
(Y/n) still couldn't believe what had happened the past two days.
First Kyoya's ridiculously pervy commentary, then the next day Hikaru and HIS commentary.
The (e/c) eyed and (h/c) female was rather nervous for day three.
Should she even go to the Host Club?
What if Hikaru tried to hurt her too?
Or Kyoya.
She decided to go anyways.
But she planned out what to do incase.
With that said, (y/n) finished up her final class and rushed out of the doors.
"Sorry, excuse me, I'm so sorry, excuse me." She said as she fled through the crowded corridors.
Finally, she burst through the doors and found herself facing those damn rose pedals again.
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sorry it was kinda rushed. hope you like it.
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