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Honey sat at his usual place in the music room used for the host club. Mori wasn't with him at the current time which was unusual, but Hunny was doing okay with out him. He picked at his cake sadly, wishing Mori was here with him.
"Honey? What's wrong?" one of the girls that had designated him that day asked.
"Hmm?" Honey looked up dejectedly; then smiled at the girl. "Oh nothing! Takashi is sick though and I'm really worried."
Honey's confession caused a big wave of 'awws' to break out and everyone come in for a group hug. Honey smiled his cute, innocent smile and thanked the girls.
"Anything for Honey-kun," one of the girls with dirty blonde hair said.
"Yeah," the one next to her added, "We'd do anything for Honey."
Honey thanked them again and the rest of the host club went on well, with Honey being his happy, usual self. About two hours later, the club was cleaning up from that day's activity.
"Haru-chan, where do I put these?" Honey asked, holding at least three tea cups and his bunny.
"I'll take them," Karou said grabbing up the tea cups and placing them on the cart with the others so Tamaki and Haruhi could bring them to the school kitchen for cleaning.
"Yeah, why don't you go check on Mori-kun, Honey?" Hikaru said, coming up behind his twin and draping his arm around his waist. Honey smiled, his eyes glassing up.
"Thank you, Karou, Hikaru-chan! I'll be back I promise!"
And with that Honey situated his bunny in his arms and left the music room in search of Mori. When he finally got to Mori's room, Honey was fairly tired from the walk. He knocked lightly on the door, not wanting to wake Mori if he was asleep.
"Yeah?" Mori asked from the other side of the door, opening it slightly, peeking out. Half of his face was visible and he had the same emotionless expression he normally wore. Honey smiled up cutely at him anyway.
Mori's lips twitched into the tiniest bit of a smile that he only seemed to wear around Honey.
"How are you feeling Takashi?" Honey asked, stepping forward slightly, pushing Mori's door open just a bit more. Mori smiled and opened his door for Honey to come in. Honey gave a toothy grin and ran in, tossing his bunny onto Mori's bed and climbing up into an arm chair.
"Much better actually," Mori said closing his door slowly, the click from the lock barely audible.
"Yay, Taka-chan!" Honey said in his cute way, clapping his hands together. Then he stopped suddenly, his mouth turning into an 'o' of surprise as he remembered, "Takashi, I brought you something."
Mori had crossed the room and was now standing in front of Honey, sharing with him a private smile that probably wouldn't leave this room. "Did you now?"
"Uh-huh!" Honey jumped up and pulled a plastic baggy out of the pocket of his uniform shorts and his face dropped. "Oh no! Takashi I broke it." Honey's eyes glassed over and a tear slid down his soft, pink cheek.
Mori's smile vanished as well as he looked down at the piece of cake Honey had intended to give him. He looked back to Honey, who was sniffling and wiping his eyes quickly, obviously trying to hide the tears.
"I'm so sorry, Takashi." He said through little sobs. "I knew how much you liked the cake, and I wanted to make you feel better and..." Honey's sobs had been getting louder, but they were abruptly cut off, just as they had abruptly begun.
Mori had stepped forward and enclosed Honey in his arms, pulling him up and holding him to his chest. He nuzzled into Honey's blonde hair and sighed softly against his ear. "You're a better gift than what I'm sure was a delectable piece of cake picked out by a delectable boy."
Honey smiled and wiped his eyes again, snuggling into Mori's chest. "You're just saying that."
Mori smiled and pulled him back so he looked down at him. "No…I'm really not." He words were so sincere and what made them perfect was the moment when Mori leaned down and kissed Honey softly on the lips.
Honey smiled at the soft gesture and closed his eyes to kiss Mori back, just as softly, but filled with love. Mori took that as his cue and slowly walked to his bed, lying down Honey gently on his back. Mori was about to slide above him but Honey whined, glancing at his bunny. Mori chuckled and grabbed the soft pink rabbit, placing it on the new unoccupied chair. Making his way back to Honey he asked, "Is that better, my prince?"
Honey nodded enthusiastically and Mori slid atop him, leaning down to capture Honey's lips again in a gentle, yet passionate kiss. Honey reached his arms up as far as they could go and wrapped his fingers around Mori's neck. Mori leaned closer, allowing Honey to curl his arms around his neck instead. After a few more seconds of gentle and loving kisses, Mori moved downward, leaving soft, butterfly kisses across Honey's neck and throat. His hands slid slowly up the blonde's shirt and slid it off of him in one quick movement. Honey sighed softly as Mori's lips continued down, leaving light kisses across his chest and stomach.
Finally, Mori came back up and chuckled at the upset look on Honey's face. He lay down next to the tiny blonde and pulled him close to his chest.
"Why'd you stop?" Honey asked, drawing a circular pattern around Mori's chest. Mori smiled and pulled his shirt off as he answered. "You're tired, little one."
Honey yawned, "Am not."
Mori closed his eyes and pulled Honey closer, pulling the covers over them. "We'll continue when your nap is over."
Honey yawned again and nodded. "Fine…"
After a few seconds Honey's breathing evened and Mori opened his eyes to look down at the little blonde curled up to his chest. He glided his fingers lightly over Honey's smooth back and sighed, smiling once more at the sleeping boy, before drifting there himself.
And Honey was even in his dreams.