Tamaki Amajiki x Reader Fanfics

Tamaki x His Cafe Maid Crush (Fem!) Reader ☁️❤️

"Welcome, master!" you said cheerily with a bow. Opening your eyes again, you got a better look at your customer, smiling from the familiarity. "Allow me to escort you to your table, master," you said with a smile.

"O..Okay..." he said, hanging his head low.

Head held high, you walked over elegantly to the table, the same one he usually sat at. From how he was looking away, his eyes were right at your thighs, a little gap of softness between your stockings and skirt. Catching himself, he looked over another way. His little sounds of anxiety made each of his feelings so obvious, you couldn't help but smile from how cute it was.

Helping him to settle in, you bowed your head and handed him a menu, "Your menu, Master Amajiki."

He twitched upon hearing you say his name, casting a fast gaze up to you.

You could only see one of his eyes locked on you. His face was flushed red. So cuuuuute!! You thought, maintaining your usual, charmingly elegant smile. With your gaze resting comfortably in his, you continued, "Our special today is sweet potato curry. It pairs well with our drink special, a cinnamon chai latte."

"Mm..." he nodded. "O..okay.."

You waited for a bit as he scanned the menu quickly.

"Um...t...the special sounds good... T..take your time getting it... y...you know..." he uttered shyly.

Cuuuuuuuuutttteeeee!!! you thought. "Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Master. I'll inform the kitchen of your request, immediately." You bowed one more time before turning to walk toward the kitchen window. Your hands were in your lap, and your skirt fluttered gingerly behind you. You could feel his eyes follow you - follow your legs, your hands, your hair, your outfit, your well-done face, your princess-like smile, and your big, shining eyes.

Watching you finish your friendly dialogue with the kitchen staff, Tamaki turned back to his own things. He pulled his school bag onto his lap, reached into it, and pulled out some books and writing utensils.

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Thing is, Tamaki had been a regular here for a few months now. He was so nervous the first time he came in. He didn't even realize it was a maid cafe. But once he walked through the door it was too late to leave - that would be rude! (And there's no way our shy boy would put him on the spot like that.) Thankfully for him, you were there. You were the first person to help him, to introduce him to the experience. You welcomed him kindly, mindful of his anxiety that anyone could see from a mile away, and you carefully took care of him.

He started coming on and off, having a drink and then heading home. But after a while, his visits became more frequent, and he started coming at least once a week. Not only would he get a drink, but some food too sometimes. He would read or study for a long while, and then head back.

After trial and error, he recognized when your schedule is. One day he asked if he could come when you were here. He was so polite you thought he would break like the most sensitive piece of ceramics. But you reassured him. You reassured him with your words, your smile, your service, even just your very presence. Whenever he came in, you would be the maid to serve him.

After some time, you realized he was a student at UA. And after a quick look at the news one day, you realized he was in the Big Three! It honesty astonished you that such a shy young man could be such a daring hero! While it got you as excited as anyone else would be, seeing him at work, you couldn't help but view him for the polite, shy student he was, doing his best to become a pro hero. So, you met him where he was, just being there for him, hoping your extra service could provide him the encouragement and relaxation he needed - even for just a bit.