Disclaimer: I don't own it, but I really wish I did.
A/N: Honey-kun is so damn cute, I just had to do this as my first Host Club fic. So please…enjoy.
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It wasn't often that the two arrived early and got to spend a few minutes alone in an empty music room. In fact, it was all Mori's idea for arriving early.
Mitsukuni had wanted to get a few more minutes of sleep in before coming to school. But, as always, Mori told him that he'd make it worth his while.
"Mou….Takashi…no one's even here yet." The blonde complained as he sleepily rubbed at his eyes while getting a piggy-back ride from his cousin.
"I know." Mori spoke, in hopes to quiet the boy. "But I wanted to give you your present in private."
"Eh?" Mitsukuni perked up just a bit, wondering what his cousin had in mind. "It's not even my birthday yet." He realized, looking down at Mori's head, then launching himself off of those broad shoulders and onto the floor. "What is it, Takashi?" He looked up at the taller boy with his best puppy-dog eyes.
"Here." The raven-haired host blushed a light pink at the look his cousin was giving him, and pulled a box of strawberry pocky from his coat pocket. "Haruhi offered it to me, and as a gracious host, I couldn't refuse it. I'm not too fond of sweets, so I thought I'd give it to you." He explained.
Mitsukuni stared at the pink box before taking it and ripping the packet open to stare at its contents. "Pocky?" the blonde asked, with a slight frown. A strawberry flavored stick was slipped out from the package and inserted in the boy's mouth.
"It is good?" Mori smiled briefly.
"Mm." Mitsukuni nodded slowly, then bit down on the stick, quickly taking in bite after creamy, crunchy, strawberry bite. "It's good!" he smiled cherubically, as he took out another strawberry stick. Before he could stick it in his mouth, realization hit. Sweets were always sweeter when they were shared. "Ah…." Mitsukuni lowered his head and raised those large honey-colored orbs to his cousin, holding out the pocky between his fingers. "Share with me, Takashi?" he asked, shyly.
"I told you, I don't like sweets." Mori declined the offer and took a seat on one of the expensive couches in the large room.
Mitsukuni immediately hopped on his lap, displaying those large, watery puppy-dog eyes once more. "Please? Just try it." He pleaded, desperately.
Mori wanted to refuse, but his will crumbled before the shorter boy. "Fine." He gave in with a sigh, then watched his cousin place the pocky into his hungry mouth.
Mitsukuni licked and sucked on the strawberry stick with surprising seductiveness, daring the older boy to join in. Mori leaned forward, taking the end of the stick in his mouth, slowly savoring the creamy texture and flavor. Mitsukuni had started this game, but Mori would definitely be the one to finish it. Their tongues carefully lapped at the strawberry coating, dancing over the shortening stick while avoiding each other's tongues. Mitsukuni inched closer, nibbling on the stick until there was nothing left. Those soft lips pressed against Mori's, and curiously, his tongue wriggled past those parted lips.
The raven-haired host curled an arm around the small blonde, kissing him softly until the younger drew back, smiling.
"You taste better." Honey giggled.
A/N: Soooo uber kawaii. (squeals) Tamaki-kun's going to get mad at me for neglecting him. I'm sorry, Tamaki-kun!
Tamaki: Ok, I forgive you.
HHT: Yay! He forgives me! (cries)
Honey: Review, please!