AN: And now for something completely different. A drabble for you guys!
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club.
Smile
If you asked Arai what he liked about Haruhi, he could tell you a hundred things. Her personality, her intelligence, her eyes, her determination, her obliviousness… But, if you asked Arai the one thing that made him fall for her, he would answer in a heartbeat. Her smile.
Haruhi would catch his eye from across a crowded hallway. Arai began to know the feeling of her gaze as the years went on. Her face would immediately light up when she knew he was looking at her. Her brown eyes seemed to shine, and then her lips would turn up. When she was in a particularly good mood, more often than not, her lips would part to reveal her straight, white teeth. For that moment, Arai felt like they were the only people in the world. His heart and stomach gave him that feeling you get when you miss a stair, and you feel like you're going to fall. It didn't matter that their classmates were hurriedly passing by, slamming doors and lockers and talking animatedly. They dissolved into air when he met Haruhi's eye, and he went blessedly deaf to the noises they made.
Haruhi's smile was a special thing. Not because she didn't smile a lot, but because of the way she smiled. From the day she met Arai, without fail, she singled him out from their classmates to smile at him.
AN: I've been wanting to work on my descriptive writing, so that's kind of why this is so short.
I've gotten very positive feedback on "Cuddling" so I think I'm going to try another like it. I know a lot of Hikaru/Haruhi/Kaoru stories are pretty risque, and I do not intend to do that, mostly because I don't support the threesome idea. Most likely, my stories featuring this shipping will be about the tension created when two people like the same person.
Until next time!