My first Ouran HSHC fic! This has been on my mind for a while, and I finally decided to put it into action! Enjoy~!
The excited squabble died down as the customers gradually left the music room. The host club members let out sighs of relief. Honey and Mori went over to the table to relax with a slice of cake, while Haruhi and the twins went about putting away a few costumes. Kyouya scribbled something down in his organized agenda, glancing around the room. His eyes finally settled upon the blond prince, who was sulking in a nearby corner. Sighing lightly, the bespectacled teen went over to Tamaki.
"What's wrong with you this time?" he asked exasperatedly.
Tamaki looked up at him with a pout. "Our daughter said I was obnoxious!"
Kyouya shook his head. "That's what you've been sulking about this entire time?"
"Yes! Why doesn't she like me, mommy?"
"Maybe it's because you're an idiot." Kyouya replied, sitting down next to him with the smallest trace of a smile at the nickname.
"I am not! I'm a very kind gentleman." he said indignantly.
"No, you're an idiot." the dark-haired student contradicted. Before Tamaki could argue, he continued. "But you're my idiot." he muttered so only the two of them could hear it.
The blonde flushed slightly as Kyouya cradled his cheek carefully, and he was suddenly glad that the corner shielded them from the gaze of the other host club members. Tamaki leaned into the touch, closing his eyes happily.
"Thank you." he whispered.
"Any time." Kyouya answered, pressing a soft kiss to the teen's forehead and getting up. He gave a tiny smile before his business-like façade returned and he went to go check on the other members.
Hardly even five minutes later, Kyouya looked up from his notes at the sound of a certain prince.
"Haruhi! Give your father a hug!"
"Senpai! Would you cut it out? And you're not my father!"
"But I promise I won't be obnoxious anymore!"
The student sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose irritably.
Tamaki really was an idiot.
How was that for a start? Review please!