SÄDÏSTÏC TŸPË [ OHSHC x MALE! READER! ] (OHSHC Fanfic)

62| Sweets are off limits!

| (M/N)'s POV

After yesterday, the hosts can drastically tell the change in my behavior, and they could now approach me unlike before. The talk with Haruhi really helped me feel better, although I still feel that weight in my stomach from the guilty feelings I have, regretting my past decisions.

I sipped my black coffee, trying to relax. Sitting next to me was Mori-senpai, who was reading a book, and to my right was Kyoya, who was calculating the host club's financial budget.

As I sipped the coffee, I sighed at the bitterness, but I liked it like this. Sometimes I drink it just to wake up. I could see Mori-senpai sliding a slice of cake towards me. I felt a bit embarrassed but smiled gratefully; he smiled slightly in return.

“Now you’ve done it,” Tamaki's voice came after we heard some clattering of utensils.

“It’s done, all right,” Hikaru said.

“It’s not our fault,” Kaoru followed after his twin brother.

“Y-You idiots! You’re the ones who bumped into it, right?” Tamaki said, sounding nervous.

I looked over with the fork still in my mouth after eating a small piece of cake. I could see that they had made quite a mess with Honey-senpai's stuffed toy bunny.

“That’s just because Haruhi was running away,” Hikaru said while he and Kaoru hugged my sister, making my eyes glare darkly at them. They sweat-dropped and let go just from my warning glare.

“We wanted to have some fun by having her do a little cosplay,” Kaoru said.

“We're always doing cosplay, you know!” Tamaki said, looking angrily at the ginger-haired twins.

“Not the usual Host Club kind,” Hikaru started, pointing his finger and wagging it in a scolding way. “This time a bunny girl costume—disguised as a girl!” Kaoru said, and my eyes twitched.

“Disguised as a girl...?” Haruhi looked tired of their shenanigans.

“You’d want to see that too, right, sir?” the twins said with a suggestive look. My eyes twitched again, trying to calm down since she’s not technically wearing the outfit yet.

Calm down... calm down...

“I’d definitely want to see that, all right.”

My sanity broke the same time my eye twitched.

“Haruhi is already a girl! What the fuck are you saying? And who gave you three permission to do this to my little sister? Do you all want to die?” I asked, cracking my knuckles, making the three shrink and shiver in fear.

“Guys, there aren’t any guests here, so I don’t mind at all if you make a racket,” Kyoya paused his typing, looking specifically at the three since I just joined in to scold them and protect my little sister. “But are you sure you want to? You’ll wake Honey-senpai.” The three froze while my sister and I looked confused, my anger earlier slowly dying down.

The three turned to where Honey-senpai was sleeping like a baby. I smiled unconsciously since he really reminds me of my little sister when she was young.

“He's kind of cute, though,” I said with a light chuckle, feeling warmth spread through me.

Just then, I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder—Mori-senpai was offering me the last bite of cake I had abandoned. His unexpected gesture sent butterflies fluttering in my stomach, making me feel shy in his presence.

“Oh, um, I can do it, senpai. You don’t need to do that,” I replied, my cheeks warming. I barely registered the bizarre stories Tamaki and the twins were weaving for Haruhi; my focus was solely on Mori-senpai and the lingering sweetness of the cake he was holding out for me.