Title: Put A Smile On Your Face
A/N: comment_fic: Kyouya/Haruhi, learning how to smile.
"It's real, isn't it?"
Her question, simple and quiet as it is, caught him off-guard. Kyouya's smiles were of the manufactured, plastic variety. They came in all shapes and sizes and yet were undeniably fake. His laughter was canned and borrowed and more often than not, snide.
It came as a shock. He looked at her, shrewd and appraising. But it was Haruhi. She had no motive or angle, no agenda. She looked up with a commoner's face and plain haircut. She was unadorned, she was different.
"You should smile more," she said. "It makes your face light up. You're far more approachable that way."
He paused a moment, as if to consider his words carefully. He was never impulsive, never quick to say the first thing that came to mind like Tamaki was.
"Perhaps you could teach me then? I could make it worth your while..."
She frowned. "I don't need to be money for such a thing–"
He smiled, a real, honest and amused smile. He had never been more genuine than this moment.
"I never said It'd be money I'd be paying you with."