It was after the host club and Haruhi was curled up on one of the host clubs many sofas. The giant pink door opened and a blonde figure padded across the room towards her.
"Haruhi?"
No answer. The young cross dresser was asleep, her chest rising and falling. The boy smiled, he lent down and placed a chaste kiss on her lips.
"Goodnight, and sweet dreams." He sat down next to her and let her lean against him. When the host club opened in the morning they were not surprised to see Fujioka Haruhi and Suou Tamaki cuddled up on the sofa, fast asleep.