Tag [Mori X Reader] (OHSHC)

02

Today, you simply wore baggy dark jeans and sneakers. Many called you a delinquent, because you wore piercings and dark clothing.

You breathed in

Here we go.

You entered the abandoned music room, only this time. You were quite early.

The place seemed empty compared to how it looked yesterday.

The hosts just lingering here and there talking amongst themselves.

Where's Mori??

Your shoulders slumped when you noticed he wasn't here yet.

That's when you noticed a short brown haired guy, you had talked to him only once and he seemed nice enough. But, he was talking to those weirdo twins.

You sighed before approaching the brown haired male, placing a hand on his shoulder,

"Umm...Excuse me- remember me?"

You questioned pointing a weak finger at yourself.

Man is this dude short. I'm practically towering over him!

He studied you with his adorably large brown eyes before he gasped lightly, recognizing you.

"Pervert. From yesterday-"

He said and it was like an arrow struck through your chest.

You deadpanned,

"I actually have a favor to ask of you." You said with a crimson color starting to rise in your cheeks.

The twins, whom the brown haired male was speaking to previously, seemed to have disappeared.

"Uh...yeah, sure-"

He said, listening intently.

"Look, Boss- I think someone's trying to steal your precious Haruhi away~" Kaoru stated as both Hikaru and Kaoru wrapped an arm around Tamaki.

"Who's trying to steal my daughter?!" Tamaki cried.

"Look over there-" Hikaru pointed and Tamaki's eyes widened.

All he saw was a delinquent boy, with a blush on his cheeks talking to his beloved daughter, Haruhi.

"He's blushing, could he possibly be confessing his feelings?" Kaoru instigated.

"No! Haruhi is my daughter!-" Tamaki yelled,

"I'll show this delinquent not to mess with Haruhi's daddy!-"

Tamaki marched in the direction of you and he pointed a finger,

"You!-"

That's when you turned your head, and because you looked like a delinquent. The docile look you sent him actually translated  into a menacing glare.

He stopped as he observed your resting bitchface and he gulped before swerving on his heel.

You quirked a brow but just shrugged it off,

"So- do you think you can help me?" You said, awkwardly scratching the back of your neck and averting your gaze.

"Sure-" The brown haired male replied with a small smile.

Woah...when he smiles, he looks like a girl.

"Thanks, man-" You smiled fist bumping the small male.

"So-"

A mischevious voice chirped, you tilted your head to the right and immediately began to get annoyed.