Tag [Mori X Reader] (OHSHC)

07

Two days ago, it was Butler day.

And today it's.......Cosplay???

"Who comes up with these themes??"

"I do! Of course~"

Tamaki grinned waltzing into the room with his usual narcissistic personality,

"Thanks to my bright ideas, business is booming!~"

He grinned,

"Business always has been booming?-"

You returned,

"Nevermind that! And go put this on!~"

"What is this??"

You questioned lifting up the cloth in your arms,

"Shoo!-"

The tall princely male said, making shooing hand gestures.

You groaned before leaving to go put on the outifit in the dressing room.

~

"Eren Jaeger?"

You questioned, staring down at your Attack on Titan uniform.

"I chose it especially for you~"

Tamaki chirped,

"Wanna know why?"

"No-"

"I chose it for you because you're angry all the time!~"

Tamaki smiled, making jazz hands,

"I'm not angry! I have to maintain that "angry" persona for my role!-"

You retorted.

Tamaki only nodded as if he was only half listening before returning words of encouragement.

You rolled your eyes,

"Whatever-"

"(Y/n)! You look so cool!~"

Your table praised,

"Would you protect me from a titan?~"

The brown haired girl in front of you questioned, jutting her chest out for no reason and puckering her lips,

You grabbed her by the chin, a bit roughly, but as stated before you don't mean to come off rash; it's just how you were,

"Why should I protect you for??? Unless....."

The girl gulped, listening intently and trying to restrain her everlasting thirst,

"You have something to offer me in return?"

You sent her a mischevious smirk and her cheeks flushed a dark crimson color.

High pitch squeals attacked your eardrums once again.

I swear; I'm gonna have to tell Kyoya to invest in earplugs for the club room. I'm gonna go deaf soon-

You thought, clamping your ears with your palms.

"And I got this bracelet from-"

Your guests chirped, having a conversation amongst themselves.

Well, mostly one girl showing off her new sets of accessories,

"I'll be taking that~"

A brown haired girl with wavy locks interrupted. She plucked the jewelry from your guests' hand.

You quirked a brow, tucking your phone in your pocket.

Yes, you were on your phone rather than entertaining your guests, but they were talking about some pretty boring stuff.