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Discord Prompts
Pairing: Kyouya/Kagome
Crossover Series: Ouran High School Host Club
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Secret
His life wasn't his own.
That was a fact he'd learned early on. His house, his status, his money—all of it was contingent upon his ability to please his family.
Nothing he owned truly belonged to him.
Nothing except her.
"Kyou?" She used that all too familiar nickname for him. "You've got that look again."
He felt the pad of her index finger gently prod the space between his brows.
"You really shouldn't frown so much. You'll give yourself wrinkles." A light smile played upon her lips.
Lips that were not painted with rouge.
He'd had his fair share of romantic experiences with women. Most of the ones involved in his family's circle were slathered in make-up, drenched in expensive perfumes and adorned the most eye catching jewelry. A woman's purpose in the upper echelon of society was singular—that much had been made apparent since his youth.
Yet the day he met this woman he'd felt his earth shatter.
Kyouya didn't speak as he felt her arms curl around his chest. He closed his eyes and brushed his palm over the point of her wrist.
It'd been during middle school. Tamaki had dragged him all across Tokyo in search of interesting shrines, which was how they stumbled on Higure Shrine.
Kagome had been there at the top of the stairs. She'd been standing beneath one of the torii gates with her back facing them. In a spur of the moment decision, Tamaki had taken out his phone and took a picture of her.
It was strange just how photogenic one person could be.
The image she'd made had been burned into his memory. Clad only in a simple day dress and sandals, she wore no make up nor weighted herself with jewelry.
She was a contradiction of everything he'd ever expected.
Then when she turned and smiled at them, he found the breath in his lungs had left him.
Love at first sight seemed to have struck him too harshly in that moment.
"Kyou," He felt her lips press against the nape of his neck. "Let me stay, today?"
He felt his own curl up in response.
"Always."
After all she was his best kept secret. He could not take her out nor could he introduce her to his father. Shame and guilt had nothing to do with it.
She was his and that was all that mattered to them both.
Kyouya shifted in her grasp. He pushed her back against the mattress as he slanted his mouth over hers.
He would never give this up.