Heya guys! I'm excited about this chapter, don't really know why—probably because as I wrote this AN I have yet to actually write the chapter, and thus wonder what I'm going to write about for this one.
That ^ was before. Now I'm embarrassed and excited at the same time.
Welp, I wrote this all in one go. I'm dead tired. NEED SLEEP BUT SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK.
A warning for some mild/descriptive sexual themes. Huehuehue.
Also, sorry for any typos or grammatical errors, my sleep-deprived brain is lagging and I felt that I should upload this right away. I'll come back later and fix the small things.
Happy reading!
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"Lean slightly forward or backwards to turn. Like how when you skate you use the edges of the blades to turn." Shion instructed.
"Yeah, I think I got that." Haruhi was hyper-focused trying to go down the hill by going back and forth. "Uh... H–how do I stop again?"
"Crash."
Haruhi looked away from the hill to look at Shion beside her—she didn't like that Shion was just wearing jeans and a jacket. It was cold out and she doubted that the scarf he had helped much with the wind going downhill—with a disapproving look. "Really? I'm so glad that I chose you to teach me." Shion laughed at her sarcasm, "No seriously though, how do I—ah, stop!"
Shion caught her before she fell over and helped her get upright again. "Snowplow," Shion demonstrated by sliding the right side of his board to get on his heels edge. "You turn and lean to cut into the snow, ploughing it to slow down."
"Oh."
"What do you mean, oh." Haruhi just shrugged her shoulders. Shion huffed, "Well—"
"HEY!" Shion and Haruhi looked sharply behind them to see the twins rocketing down the hill towards them, they went around them and purposely snow ploughed around them to make snow kick up at the two. "See ya!"
Shion brushed the snow off of himself—he got the brunt of the hit—and glowered, "Haruhi... do you mind if I leave you for a bit? There are no obstacles for the rest of the beginner hill."
Haruhi almost laughed, she knew that Shion was going to get them back. "Go for it, I'll go slow and see the show."
She saw Shion grin savagely and crouch to gain speed down the hill. Meanwhile, Haruhi had generic rented gear, all browns and greys. She just watched Shion speed down towards the two at the bottom of the hill.
The redheads high fived as they came to a stop at the bottom, "Haha! That was great!" "The look on his face!" They snickered to themselves.
Kyoya, who was observing from the bottom of the hill, felt some worry for the twins when he saw who was coming after the two mischief makers. "You may want to look behind you."
"Hmm?" When they turned around to look at what Kyoya was talking about, Shion was about twenty feet away and still going at top speed. "Oh." "Oh no."
Shion swiftly got into a steeply angled snowplough as he approached the twins. He was leaning towards the ground at about thirty degrees and decelerated quickly, kicking a whole ton of loose snow up at them. They were hit hard enough that they fell back onto their asses.
Shion blinked and looked around as if there was a fly buzzing around him, "Oh sorry, I remembered that I owed you guys something," he said listlessly and unclipped a foot off his board so he could be ready to go back up the lift, "I was just returning the favour."
"You tell 'em Shion." They heard Haruhi say as she came down towards them, she fell over face first when she tried to turn and stop. "Remind me why exactly I have both my feet strapped to a board again?"
"Well, you did say that you would rather learn which one I was more experienced with."
"Now now, our guests have arrived. Be civil. Please." Kyoya secured a foot to his ski. He wore all black with green accents. Well, it'll be easy to notice him on the hill, Shion thought mildly. Everyone else was wearing anything but black oddly enough.
There was a larger group of people than Shion was expecting. Since it was so out of the way he didn't think that twenty-five people would show up, he was thinking around fifteen.
"Now ladies, there will be our regular hosting sessions in the evening over dinner. Please stay on hills of your skill level and be safe. Take breaks when needed."
A girl with dirty blonde hair raised a hand, "So this is just for fun, right?"
"Yes, it's a part of the package for this trip. It's for the theme of winter festivities." Kyoya explained.
Shion smiled with excitement, he had an eye on a hill since he saw the pamphlet. "Well if we're going on our own, I'll be going now. It'll take a bit to get up there."
"Which hill are you going on Shion?"
He pointed up to the highest peak where they could barely see a cottage. "The black diamond courses look fun here. Sorry Haruhi, I'm going to leave you."
"Well actually, if we go at the same time we should be able to meet at a cottage about halfway down from the peak." She whipped out a pamphlet from her coat. "I'm going on one of the longer beginner courses so we should meet there around the same time."
"I can't leave Haruhi alone!" Tamaki shouted and hugged her. "My daughter will no doubt get injured!"
"Then we can go down the same hill Senpai." She didn't struggle against the hug. If she did she would have surely fallen down. They moved to the main lift and the group followed.
"Don't forget about us!" The twins shouted. They were both on snowboards while Tamaki was on skis. "If you need help you could ask us."
"Yeah, it's not like Tamaki could be of any help on those." Hikaru pointed to the skis on his feet and scoffed. Tamaki fumed and predictably an argument broke out.
Shion yawned into a gloved hand and noticed Kyoya behind him, "Catching a lift?" He saw him crack a smile at the literal pun.
"Yes."
"Haruhi, Suoh," Shion called and the two turned to look at him, it also halted the argument that he was ignoring, "mind getting behind Ootori and I? I don't trust the twins at the back of you two. Or us." He added.
"Hey!" "We wouldn't do anything!" They protested.
"Then why do you guys have snow packed into your pockets?" Shion questioned dryly. They went silent and pouted.
"Next!" The person manning the lift called. "The seat will swing around, once it gets to you all you have to do is sit and bring the rail down." Then Shion and Kyoya were next. The lift picked them up and once they were lifted they could feel the cool air biting against their faces.
"I should have brought a muffler." Kyoya frowned.
"I—" Shion stopped when he heard a sound—no doubt Haruhi from the squeak—behind him and turned around awkwardly to witness quite the spectacle. The seats didn't allow people to turn that much so it was uncomfortable. In order to compensate his inability to turn he used Kyoya's leg to help him look behind.
"H—Haruhi!"
"Stop moving Senpai, you'll just make this worse!"
Looks like Suoh got his ski looped through Haruhi's legs, Shion observed. When the two were being lifted it seemed that Tamaki's ski went in between Haruhi's buckled feet. I probably should have told her that she should keep a foot unbuckled when using a lift. . . Oops. Because now Haruhi was partially sitting on Tamaki's lap and leaning to the side.
"Suoh!" Shion called and gave him a smirk with a thumbs-up. Good job! The blond's face went red, and not just from the cold. "Pfft—hahaha!" He couldn't help but laugh, and when he turned back he saw that Kyoya's face was also red.
Oh yeah, the muffler.
But that wasn't the only reason. He noticed that Kyoya was a bit flustered.
He took his hand off of Kyoya's leg and reached behind his neck to undo the scarf he had expertly wrapped around his neck. "Here." Shion started wrapping the scarf around Kyoya's neck. "It's not going to match your dark theme, but it'll keep you warm."
It did look slightly odd—the sky blue scarf was against black and dark army green. Kyoya adjusted the scarf so it covered his face. "Thank you." Then he turned to look at the scenery.
It wasn't long until they had to get off the lift to go their separate ways.
"Wait... where are Honey and Mori?"
The question came out of nowhere and no one knew the answer.
Except for one. Kyoya. "Honey had to rent some gear last minute and they're waiting for someone from another hill to bring Honeys size."
"Figures that they didn't have his size." "Yeah, he's child-sized."
Shion shook his head and started heading towards his next lift to the peak before he could get roped into another conversation—Shion wasn't really in the mood to talk, some things were pressing on his mind and he wanted to clear his head. He was halfway up the mountain from that first lift, and Shion's destination was higher, close to the peak. Another ten minutes he estimated.
"See you at the shack at the bottom, Shion." Haruhi waved with a smile and hesitantly went down the hill. When Shion and Tamaki made eye contact the blond blushed and looked away. He was still embarrassed about what happened earlier.
It turned out that the lift he was going on wasn't that popular—probably because of the difficulty level—and he was on it as soon as he got there. He lowered the safety rail as he was lifted off his feet. While riding up he leaned over to secure his loose foot to his board.
"Woah!" Shion grabbed the rails of his lift when it suddenly came to a stop and started swinging. Just his luck, they had to do some maintenance. He wasn't stuck for long because the people just wrapped the lift seat with warning tape with a large piece of paper taped on saying "Out of order, do not use," or that's what he assumed. He was pretty sure because the seat of it had fallen off, he could see it in the snow under him.
Shion overlooked the people going down the hills from his perch. The view was amazing. He could see the rest of the club going down the hill and distinguish them from their blobs of colour. The Twins in their matching black and orange snowsuits, Tamaki with his dark purple and grey, Haruhi who was clad in brown, and Kyoya who was black and green, with a hint of blue around his neck.
A smirk crawled up on him and he didn't even notice. Shion was trying to get Kyoya to notice him more through some more underhanded ways—the scarf, for example, was a constant reminder of him. He didn't just want to come out with his feelings, because what if he was rejected—understandable, it was a common reason—it wasn't just his feelings at stake. If Kyoya did accept his feelings, there would be repercussions to his reputation, he was from an influential family after all.
But it didn't mean that Shion would give up. He didn't care what happened to himself, he just didn't want to affect Kyoya in a bad way.
Shion sighed as he felt the wind push his back and looked down the steep path towards the bottom.
He took a deep breath and went over the edge of the metaphorical abyss.
There was no going back now.
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"Shouldn't he be here by now?" Haruhi asked rhetorically as she sat on a wooden bench waiting for Shion.
"We did agree on two runs." Tamaki voiced. Shion's ride up to the course he picked had the longest ride up, and thus the longest down. Or that's what he thought.
"Oh, there he is now." Hikaru pointed up to where he saw Shion on the hill.
Shion turned and went off a ramp, successfully doing a flip and landed. He avoided a kid that fell by turning sharply on his edge and waved to them. Once the slope of the hill flattened out he straightened his back and casually slid towards the group, coming to a stop in front of them.
"Sorry, did you wait long?" Shion bent over and undid the bindings on his feet, picking up his board when finished.
"Yeah, what took you so long?" Kaoru complained. "I'm hungryyy."
"It wasn't that long, just about ten minutes." Haruhi raised an eyebrow at the redhead's behaviour.
"Well, I went down slowly the first time to grasp the layout of the hill," he paused for a moment, remembering something. "I also got stuck on a lift for about five minutes so that might be it."
"Come on! Let's get something to eat!" Tamaki gestured for them to follow with a hand, "It's about time for lunch."
"Breakfast for me," Shion commented as they got into line. "I need a coffee."
The group chattered as they sat down to eat outside of the cabin at a large wooden table. Shion was halfway through his sandwich when he saw a very tall figure and a petit one coming towards them.
They couldn't gather any less attention with that height gap, Shion thought with humour with all the looks they were getting. "They could pass as father and son at first, second, or even third glance. Daughter even."
Haruhi started coughing as she inhaled her drink and it didn't help that it was pop, the carbonation made it much worse with the bubbling pain in her nose and throat. By the time she recovered, she didn't have the energy to laugh anymore.
"Haru-chan, are you okay?" Honey ran up to her with his skis under his arm.
"Y–yeah, I'll be fine."
"It's nice for you two to join us." Kyoya quirked a smile at Honey's bright neon pink jacket and skis. It turns out that those were the only items that were left in his size. Not that Honey was bothered by the colouring, because if anything he enjoyed it. Mori had beige and grey army camo for his. It was simple enough for the ever so quiet Mori.
"So? Another run?" Haruhi asked. She was starting to enjoy snowboarding since she was getting a hang of it. She just couldn't go too fast otherwise she would lose balance and fall.
"We have time," Kyoya checked his watch, "another hour and a half before we have to go and get ready."
"Hey! Shion!" At the mention of his name, Shion looked to where the shout came from. It was Aaron and Satsuki, the former of which was waving to him to get his attention.
"You left for the hills without us!" Satsuki whined with a pout.
"I knocked on your doors. The two of you didn't budge," Shion said dully. It wasn't his responsibility to wake them up.
"Darn, I knew we should have set alarms. I wanted to go on the hills when it wasn't busy. Now, look at all these people! Shit man. Fuck!"
Aaron laughed at Satsuki's string of curses afterwards. "Want to go down the black diamond Shion?"
"I've been wanting to go on that one!"
"Sure. There's three of them though, which one do you want to go down?"
"The hardest one!"
"Do you want to die?" Shion quipped with no hesitation, humour lacing his tone.
"Hmm… maybe—I am due for another hair appointment soon, the dye's fading." Both Aaron and Shion gave her a dead stare. "What? I thought it was funny!"
"It was witty, not funny." Aaron corrected.
She glared at him heatedly, and not a beat later she turned towards the others flippantly with a cheerful smile on her face, "We'll be stealing Shion." She grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the lifts.
"But my coffee!"
"Oh, you have plenty of energy, you don't need the coffee."
"Yeah, but I paid for it."
"Now, now children, calm down." Aaron sighed.
Shion blinked and stopped for a second, "I feel that our roles have reversed."
"I agree." Aaron nodded.
"You can't be the sadist though Aaron, you're one with anger issues!"
"Sorry, who's a sadist?" Shion said darkly with a smirk.
"You just proved her point—and I do not have anger issues!" Aaron voice cracked as he shouted and glared at Satsuki.
"This just made full circle," Satsuki said cheerfully, "and you also just proved my point."
"You know what—!" And so Aaron and Satsuki got into a heated argument about Aaron's anger issues and Satsuki's inability to know when to stop pushing the envelope. It's like she purposely did it to get fights going. She probably was now that Shion thought about it.
During the whole ordeal, the host club could only stare in silence as the three left, the argument fading into the distance.
"He's never like that with us." Kaoru voiced, miffed.
"Shut the fuck up already!" They winced when they heard Shion's shout from the line in the lift they were waiting at, it was quite a ways away and they heard him crisp and clear.
"You spoke too soon." Hikaru laughed.
"Uhh... So stay away from the hills they're going on." Haruhi said with a frown. She didn't think that those three would be so chaotic, though she knew Shion mostly went with the flow of their interactions from seeing them at school. It looked like Aaron and Satsuki struck a nerve with how they were arguing, even if they were just doing it for fun.
"Agreed."
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When Kyoya opened the door to the suit Shion immediately took his boots off and kicked the snow off his pant legs. "Hey, how much time do we have until we have to be ready? Because I need a shower before we do anything." Shion took off his sweater that was under his jacket, his shirt on underneath was sticking to him with sweat. Not to mention the legs of his jeans were soaking wet.
"About two hours." Kyoya made way for their room to get a new pair of clothes out from his suitcases.
"Ootori," Shion called and Kyoya turned to him, "Will you be taking a shower?"
"I was planning to, yes."
"Then you should go first. I tend to take long showers." Shion faced the other way and took off his shirt. He couldn't stand being in that soaked fabric anymore. It was chilling him to the bone.
"Alright." Kyoya's eyes lingered on Shion's exposed back for a few moments before he turned for the bathroom. Kyoya wasn't expecting Shion to look as in shape as he did. He wasn't burly or anything, not even close, but there were some muscles there. He couldn't think of the word that was prodding his mind, toned, he realised was the descriptive word at the tip of his tongue.
Shion got comfortable on the bed, propping himself up a bit with a mountain of pillows behind him, and leaned on his side into them. In his other hand, he had a new book. Furiously Happy. He wasn't even done the first page of A Series of Unfortunate Disclaimers when he started laughing.
The door to the bathroom opened. Kyoya's shower didn't take too long, about five minutes. Shion didn't even make a lot of headway into the second book he brought, just about four pages in before Kyoya emerged with clean clothes. What kind of biography had ten pages of an author's note? Even if the first two pages were an unfortunate disclaimer. Shion couldn't complain though, it was still entertaining. He actually ended up laughing at the table of contents. He got engrossed in the chapter titles, unique and funny as they were.
Shion put the book down on the bed. "That was a short shower." Come to think of it, Shion didn't even hear the water running.
"I decided against it. It's not like I had gotten dirty." Kyoya had also taken one in the morning and if he took another one it would dry out his hair.
Shion got up from the bed and grabbed his clothes before he glanced over to Kyoya who was looking at him. He smirked.
Like what you see?—is what Shion wanted to say, but he held his tongue.
"What?" Shion asked.
"Hmm? Nothing at all." Kyoya hummed. "I was just waiting for you to go shower. I can smell you from over here."
"Rude." Shion played along with Kyoya's humour and shut the door behind him.
Once Shion closed the door behind him Kyoya started cleaning up. They would be there for a few more days and he wanted to charge his electronics. He reached over the bed to organize the mound of pillows when he saw the book.
"...what is he reading?" Kyoya asked himself with curiosity. The cover caught his attention. Bright yellow with golden confetti flakes decorated the cover and the focal point was a... racoon, a really happy looking racoon. "A funny book about horrible things..." After flipping to a random page he found out that the racoon on the cover was a taxidermy. Horrible things indeed...
He put down the book once he flipped to a chapter called That Baby Was Delicious, but not before seeing another by the title of George Washington's Dildo.
Kyoya put the book on Shion's side table and laid down on the bed with his phone. It has been roughly twenty minutes since Shion went in the shower. Surely he'll be done soon.
And as if on cue he heard the water turn off, but it would be a few more minutes until Shion was out. They did have to get ready for an event. Hell, Kyoya was already dressed and ready, but chose to wait for Shion.
The reason why though, escaped him.
Shion stepped out of the shower and dried his body off before he put his lotion on. Once he was done that he turned the water on and pulled the knob on the faucet and grabbed the showerhead—it was detachable on a hose—and rinsed the conditioner out of his hair.
When he was done he shook his hair dry and smoothed it out with his fingers—towel drying made his hair frizzy, and the hotel towels wouldn't do any good either with how coarse they were—and got dressed into the clothes he got ready, black dress pants and a—
It wasn't there. Hmm... odd. He swore he grabbed it with his other stuff. Must have fallen out of my hand, or I just didn't grab it.
When Shion opened the door the first thing he saw was Kyoya laying on the bed. Kyoya moved his phone away from his face so he could see Shion, once again not expecting him to be shirtless. He only saw his back before and couldn't see that Shion had some abdominals.
"That was a long shower."
"I told you, I tend to take long showers."
"No kidding." Shion chuckled and went to find his shirt that he was sure he brought to the bathroom. He found it on the floor by the foot of the bed.
"Hmm..." Shion glanced over to Kyoya, he could feel his eyes on him, "Ootori." He walked closer and a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Like what you see?"
Kyoya saw Shion's smirk. He scoffed lightly and looked away back to his phone with a smirk of his own, finding it quite amusing.
Oh, now Shion wanted to play. Kyoya's tone of scoff made Shion incredulous—and he did not believe his apparent denial. If he didn't agree with something he would voice it clearly.
"Let me rephrase," Shion stood at the edge of the bed and ran a hand through damp hair, his serious mismatched eyes glided over to look Kyoya straight on. "Why have you been staring at me?"
Kyoya felt his voice get caught in his throat and saw Shion's eyes light up with something unknown to him. He could smell the vanilla off of Shion from there and he felt like he was suffocating. "I..." he paused and swallowed thickly, noticing a long pale line of scar tissue on Shion's left shoulder, "was curious about that scar."
"Bullshit," Shion called him out on his lie—partial lie. Kyoya was curious about it but only noticed it a moment before making his excuse. Shion leaned over on the bed, closing the distance between the two of them. "I would gather..." he paused with a tense breath, "that you may be attracted to me." Shion placed his hand on his thigh and felt Kyoya tense as he slowly started moving it up to his waist. "Or am I wrong?" Looking up through his bangs, Shion saw Kyoya nod, but his hand did not halt and his voice came out husky.
"Stop me then."
Shion brought his knee in-between Kyoya's legs and pinned him in place, leaned down to his neck, and ghosting his lips on soft skin to test the waters. There was no resistance surprisingly—he supposed that Kyoya's pride made him stubborn.
Kyoya felt damp, soft, curly hair by his face and neck where Shion head was buried and could feel his cheeks burning, getting hotter and hotter with each passing moment. He shivered when he felt Shion's breath fanning across his neck. Kyoya bit his lip, his breath quickening when Shion nipped.
Wanting to leave something of a reminder, Shion found a spot that would be easily hidden. Trailing down closer to his shoulder, Shion licked and started sucking on one spot while his hand moved lower, unbuttoning Kyoya's shirt. Shion moved to sit up and reposition himself when he paused in his movement.
He smirked and licked his lips, taking in Kyoya's appearance, he looks fucking hot. Shion wanted to kiss him, but felt that it was too much, felt that it was passed that line that he shouldn't cross just yet. He looked Kyoya in the eyes before moving down and kissing his hip, making his way up slowly and gently. Suddenly Kyoya arched his back involuntary when Shion's tongue trailed up his abdomen.
I should stop him… but...
Kyoya clenched his teeth when Shion hit a weird spot, and he almost made noise. He didn't want to make a sound, refusing to give in. He didn't want to give Shion the satisfaction. Kyoya couldn't hold a sound back when Shion flicked his nipple, and he gasped. "Ah!"
Kyoya was surprised, that never elicited a response from him before.
He felt Shion smirk on his skin and a hand went to his hip, ghosting across his skin making him squirm from the lightness of it. Kyoya was starting to lose himself with the gentle touches Shion was giving him, but his eyes widened when a hand went past his waistline.
"Nn—" Shion undid the button of his pants. "No... stop."
And he did.
Shion looked up to Kyoya and he was—quite understandably so—red faced.
"K—" the door opened and Shion saw a tall figure out of the corner of his eye. "Tsk." He picked up a pillow and placed it on Kyoya to cover him up, even if it was just his stomach. He wasn't happy that they were interrupted, even if Kyoya did just tell him to stop. He put his shirt on and walked to the door and closed it behind him, Mori following.
"If you're thinking that I'm going play the "it's not what you think" cliché card, you're wrong," Shion said blandly, "It's exactly what you think." He finished buttoning up his shirt, "I didn't overstep his boundaries."
"Just... don't hurt him."
Shion looked Mori in the eye and smiled, "I'm not planning to."
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"So, why were you guys late to dinner?"
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MORE FLUFF!—though it's more than fluff I guess. I don't know how to categorize the ratings—but DEVELOPMENT I suppose.
Hope you guys liked it~ The last sentence is a cliffhanger, well more a teaser actually, but I NEEDED to put some comedic relief in there somewhere! It's too hard for me to write otherwise… too awkward for a smol bean.
Just about 4,500 words, about my average chapter length. Any longer and it would be harder to write for me. :P Please comment and give me feedback! It's very much appreciated!