Protective Twins [Ouran Host Club x Yuji!Reader]

Chapter 15

The school was bustling with unrecognizable people, with unrecognizable school uniforms. (Y/n) stared in wonder as he tried to get a look at all the different school uniforms. "Woah! That one is yellow! Sort of like our school! Oh! Oh! And that one looks like a bird!" (Y/n) exclaimed excitedly, for once being energetic after a week of being depressed. "A yellow and bird thing?" Sukuna questions. "Isn't that the American big yellow bird thing?"

"America has a bird thing?" (Y/n) asked confused. "You idiots, they're not birds," a familiar female voice said from behind them. Turning around, they met face-to-face with Nobara, dressed up in a school uniform. "Nobara! What are you doing here?" (Y/n) asked curiously. "You seriously don't know? Please tell me that you know," Nobara said as she looked at Sukuna expectantly. "No," Sukuna said, bluntly. "But seeing as you're in uniform, it must be big news," Sukuna hums as he eyes her outfit.

"Of course, it's big news, your school is hosting an open house for other schools. Like a big tournament to showcase what we can do," Nobara explained to them. "Great, kick our school's ass," Sukuna said, smirking as he cheered her on. "Hey! Aren't you supposed to be cheering our school?" (Y/n) asked, offended. "Fuck no, this school made my life hell," Sukuna grumbles, frowning. (Y/n) frowned back at Sukuna, why does his twin always have to be so dramatic?

"Who said anything about me kicking ass? I'm not here to compete," Nobara said, scoffing. "Oh, so you're here to waste time then. Great, who's going to show these snobs what normal people are made of?" Sukuna hums, looking disappointed. "I am not here to waste time!" Nobara exclaimed as she punched him in the arm harshly. "I am here to watch my idol of the Zuka club compete," she said with a dreamy look. "Zuka club?" (Y/n) mumbled, confused.

"Do you mean Zuko club?" Sukuna questioned, barely feeling Nobara's punch. "I never thought you would join that club, it's a bunch of fangirls who fangirl over Prince Zuko," Sukuna said, shaking his head. This earned him another punch to his shoulder, harsher this time where he could definitely feel it. "Idiot, it's pronounced Zuka club, and it's not about a prince named Zuko," Nobara hissed angrily. "What's the Zuka club about?" (Y/n) asked curiously, gaining Nobara's immediate attention.

"The best club ever! Benio and her friends are a club match in heaven! She has such a lovely singing voice, and they all dance so beautifully! And she can swap genders like it's no issue!" Nobara ranted like a girl in love. "Sounds boring and cheap," Sukuna grumbles. "Is the dancing good at least?"

"What did you say?" Nobara asked in a dark tone as she glared at him. "Sukuna, don't piss her off," (Y/n) whispered as he nudged his twin. "Oh both of you lighten up," Sukuna huffed, annoyed. "Look if you two are going to talk about this club then I'm leaving, I got better things to do."

"Like what?" Nobara asked as she placed her hands on her hips. "Like class! We're late!" (Y/n) exclaimed as he looked at the clock. He then grabbed Sukuna's arm and dragged him into the building. "Hey!! Don't just run off!!" Nobara exclaimed, instantly left in the dust. Sukuna has a scowl on his face as he lets (Y/n) drag him to class.

"Speaking of clubs... If our school is showing off, does that mean our club is too?" (Y/n) asked as he finally made it to the classroom. Sukuna groans in irritation and annoyance so loud everyone turns to look at him. That means he and his twin have to participate in whatever is coming up! "Ehe... Oops?" (Y/n) muttered with an apologetic smile, realizing he just ruined Sukuna's day.

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As school ended, (Y/n) had to physically drag Sukuna towards the club. "Come on! It can't be that bad!" (Y/n) encouraged, as he tried hauling Sukuna through the halls. "Every time you say that, it means it's bad," Sukuna grumbled as he tried to dig his heels into the ground. "But maybe they won't even be there, and are with the competitors," (Y/n) suggested hopelessly. Sukuna sighs heavily as (Y/n) relents. "I regret winning the sperm competition every day," Sukuna grumbles.