Mysteries Upon Us (Kyoya Ootori FanFiction) {Kyoya x OC}

Wingman - Tamaki x Hiro

I kind of just spit this out in like an hour, but I hope you guys like it and it was worth the wait- I hope you guys enjoyed the series!

Relationship ( So Far ;] ) :

Hiro and Tamaki have been friends for a while now, he helped Hiro a lot when it came to moving on from Eri, and he has somehow become more accepting, through struggles a lot.

Scenario :

Hiro suspects Tamaki likes Haruhi since he gets flustered around her a lot, so he proposes being his wingman.

~Hiro Saito x Tamaki Suoh~

Wingman

>Hiro's PoV<

"What?"

"Don't act a fool," I scoffed, "We both know you've been acting a bit too buddy-buddy with Haruhi lately, and since I now know she is a girl, it makes a lot more sense now."

He was now blushing- he did this often, he gets flustered whenever we bring up love or anything related to it- I find it amusing to see his facial expressions change so drastically.

"A-ah, yeah, Haruhi," he nodded, gulping a bit, scratching his neck, looking down, "She is the one I like, I just don't know how to confess to the person I like."

"That's where I come in," I said proudly, he should be grateful to have his friend be a successful wingman, "I will help you confess to her, of course, you'll owe me one, but we can talk about that later."

He looked defeated, which confused me a lot, but he managed a smile, so he was willing to some degree to continue at least.

"Okay, let's meet here every day after the host club, I'll give you some tips."

--

I couldn't help but laugh as Tamaki fumbled while trying to spar with me, he really doesn't know what he is doing, it's kinda cute.

Thrown off by the thought, I stumbled myself, making the both of us lose our balance, falling down onto the mats- or at least Tamaki did, I fell on top of him.

"Sorry-"

For a moment, I couldn't help but pause-

His hair was tossed every which way, his forehead sparkling with sweat, and his face growing pink.

His chest rose and fall at an unnatural rate- and I could see it clearly with this uniform, the white fabric didn't cover him up sufficiently- his chest was exposed and I felt a rush of blood to my face.

Subconsciously, I licked my lips, before gulping, getting up and dusting myself off, trying to gather my own thoughts, why did I think he was cute- and why did I suddenly get so hot.

"...Let's take a quick water break," I said, and despite struggling to regain his own composure, he quickly got up and beamed cooly.

"Okay! I'll get us some water."

I sat down, rubbing my temples, it was really a different feeling, something I've never felt before, I didn't know what to think of the feeling.

"Hey, here's your water Hiro," Tamaki said, returning with two glasses of water in his hands, "That really was some fall right!"

I took the water, nodding, humming slightly, then noticing how his cheeks stayed red, biting his lips as he patted them as if it would reduce their color.

--

"Another thing that may help is cooking, I'm not too great at that, but I do know how to bake, and I know Eri really loved whenever I would bake for her."

He nodded, paying attention as if he were going to be graded later, making me smile to myself, before snapping out of it, continuing to show him what we would be doing, a Creme Brulee that I had perfected a while back, but hadn't get to show anyone- he would be someone I wouldn't mind trying my deserts.

We continued baking and I guided him various times, moments in which my heart wouldn't stop beating rapidly as I guided his hand occurred multiple times, but I was secretly addicted to the feeling, so I would help him even if I knew it wasn't required.

"Tamaki, you have something on your cheek," I said, looking over to him as he mixed the creamy substance.

"Can you get it for me, I am really into this whisking right now," he smiled, indeed, really focusing on making it as pristine as possible, making sure there were no clumps or anything.

I hummed, getting close to him, reaching my hand to him, brushing it on his cheekbone, suddenly making me snap back into reality, making me realize what I was doing.

"Does it taste good yet?" He hummed, suddenly licking my thumb, making me freeze in place, and he only realized after he had finished tasting it.

His face became crimson, his flustered expression was almost too much to handle, and without any thought, I took his hands from the bowl and whisk, pulling him to my chest.

"Tamaki..."

Suddenly, he closed his eyes, leaning toward me, and before I knew it, he was kissing me and as on instinct, I kissed back, pressing his waist into me, relishing in the contact I had only just realized I'd been craving for a while now.

"Thank god," he said right after he pulled away, "I was scared you would reject me, you thought I liked Haruhi after all."

I hummed, "You spent a lot of time with her- but thanks to this little endeavor of mine, here we are now."

He smiled, leaning his face into my shoulder, "I actually went to her for advice- she was my wingman in this scenario in reality."

I scoffed, shocked, but in the end, it made more sense, they did have more of a father-daughter relationship almost.

"Well, I am glad things ended up this way," I said, kissing his hair.

"So am I."