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title: embarrassment
Tamaki x fem!reader
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This situation was absolutely embarrassing, you couldn't believe your period came at school. You were hiding in the bathroom, desperately trying to call Hado.
"C'mon!" You exclaimed as it went to voicemail for the 5th time. Your thumb hovered over Tamaki's contact, nerves chittering.
You finally clicked on it, holding your phone up to your ear. "Hey y-y/n," you heard Tamaki speak, making your heart flutter. "What's up?"
"Hi, I was wondering if you knew where Hado was... I can't seem to reach her and it's really important." You muttered into the phone, feeling embarrassed.
"Uh," he went silent for a minute, obviously searching for her. "She's not a-around at the moment, what's w-wrong?"
"Uh..." Your mind struggled to find an answer as you stared at your skirt stained with blood. "Something?"
"You know you can tell me, y/n." His name rolled off his tongue, it made you shiver. "It's embarrassing."
"I-I do embarrassing t-things all the time, you can tell me a-anything." You took a deep breath before groaning as you felt even more embarrassed.
"I... uh... I got my period and it went through my skirt and I don't have any spare clothes." You muttered into the phone, shyly pulling it away.
"Do y-you have any u-underwear?"
"Unfortunately no, the one day I left spare underwear at home..." You murmured into the phone, Tamaki's silence following afterwards.
"Ok. Wait there." You murmured a 'thanks' before he hung up, embarrassment overflowing.
A few minutes later, you heard a knock on the locker room and you peeked out, looking up at Tamaki.
"I didn't h-have anything e-else, I-I'm s-sorry." He stammered out, a blush covering his face as he handed you some of his spare pants along with a pair of boxes.
"Thanks, Tama." You smiled up at him, sending his heart aflutter. You closed the door before staring at the boxers in your hand.
Oh, God...
You quickly put them on, cleaning everything up before rushing out the door. You found Tamaki still standing there, his blush dying down a bit.
"Thank you so much," you breathed out, embracing him into a big hug. "You're really sweet."
"I-It's o-ok," he stammered out, placing his arms around you loosely. You pulled away, watching as he tried to look anywhere else but you.
"Just d-don't tell anyone, e-especially M-Mirio and Nejire... I'll n-never live it down."
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You took Tamaki's pants off of you, along with his boxers. You changed into something of yours, deciding to wash Tamaki's pants as a favour.
You knocked on Tamaki's door, the pants and a pair of his boxers folded in your arm. He opened the door slightly, peeking out.
"Hi, thanks again for letting me borrow them. I washed them so you didn't have to," You handed them over to him, a small nervous smile on his lips.
"Thank you," You nodded before turning around to see Mirio phasing through the wall. You heard Tamaki scream and something clutter making you snort before opening his door and look in.
Inside was Tamaki on the floor with his pants and boxers on his torso with Mirio laughing, his body naked. "OH GOD!" You screamed, covering your eyes as slamming the door shut.
"PUT YOUR DAMN CLOTHES ON!" You yelled through the door, a deep red blush covering your cheeks. It had happened a few times, yet, you were still scarred from it every time.
"Ok!" Mirio laughed out, making you scowl a little bit. "You can come in now."
Tamaki was still on the floor, recovering from his recent scare and embarrassment. "So, who wants to tell me why you had Tamaki's school pants and boxers?"
Your eyes widened a bit, making you quickly clear your throat and smile up at Mirio. "Our laundry got mixed up, so I returned it to him."
"So why doesn't he have anything of yours?" Mirio asked curiously, still sceptical. "B-Because I g-gave it to y/n at s-school!"
"Mhm, ok. I'm never letting the two of you live this down because I saw y/n wearing them in last period. I'm gonna tell Nejire."
