My heart began to sink as silence filled the room. Too soon, Kyoya. Too soon.
"You know. I never thought I'd hear you say that to me." Haruhi smiled. "Never thought I'd have the chance to reply, either.." She let go of my waist and grabbed my hands.
"Kyoya. I'll be honest. I wasn't sure how I felt. I'm really bad at this sort of thing, you know that. But… I love you too. I've always had a little bit of a crush on you, you know? You were always kind of mysterious, you know? But I always knew that under that "Shadow King" exterior, you were actually a pretty nice guy."
I smiled a little, pulling her a little closer to me, putting my hands on her hips. "But, now you know that I actually am the big bad Shadow King, of course."
"More like I get why Tamaki calls you Mama." She snickered.
I groaned. "I did not consent to that nickname."
She laughed. "You know, what does that make Hunny and Mori senpai? Like in this weird family senario Tamaki's got going on?"
"Wacky neighbors perhaps? Uncles?" She laughs.
"You're beautiful when you laugh, Haruhi.." She blushed a little. I slowly tried to get up the nerve to lean down and kiss her again, but my phone started to ring.
I check the caller ID. "Ah. Food is here." I answered the phone, and they just told me what I already knew. The food was in fact, here. Haruhi looked thrilled. "I'll be right back, Haruhi."
I started walking to the front of the resort to retrieve the food at the entrance. I spent pretty much the entire walk trying to decide if I was dreaming or not. There was no way this was real. She was too out of character. Clearly my brain was just creating a best case scenario. I was asleep. But what if I wasn't?
I grabbed the food, tipped the delivery man well, and turned to go back to the room. I decided that if this was a dream, I was going to enjoy it. If it wasn't...I was really going to enjoy it.
As I approached our suite, Haruhi opened the door. "Hey, Tamaki ca- oh my god, that smells amazing…" She smiled that smile she always wore when "fancy" food was involved.
"What was that about Tamaki?" I asked her as she took some of the bags of food out of my hands to take to the kitchen.
"OH! Sorry! Tamaki called while you were out there. Like. Four times. Is he always like this with you?"
I sighed. "Yes. He is. The guy is my best friend, and I'd like to assume I am the same to him. He has to tell me everything. Everything. Very rarely leaves messages, just calls or texts until I answer. Everything is urgent in his mind. Sometimes he just kind of shows up at my home, as you've seen."
"And you haven't killed him?"
"Not yet. I did try to strangle him once in middle school, though." She stared at me, clearly expecting more to the story. "He called me about forty times while I was trying to sleep to tell me he couldn't find his bear. And you've seen how well I take to being woken up suddenly."
"Yeah. Not great."
"Not great. So, when we got to school, he ran up to me wailing about why I didn't answer my phone. And so…"
"I get the picture." She laughed, unpacking the food. "You gotta find me some pictures of you two in middle school. You've seen all of my old pictures, fair is fair."
We both got our food and sat on the love seat in the den, exchanging stories from middle school while we ate. She was fascinated by stories of the Hosts from before she was around. She changed them all for the better, whether she realised it or not.
After we ate, she got up and did the few dishes we'd made, I'd already put what leftovers we had away. When she came back over to sit down, she laid her legs across my lap, with her head on the throw cushion on the other side of the loveseat.
"Hey…" She looked at me a little funny. "Is this real? Like… You and me. This is real, right? It doesn't feel like a dream, but it feels like it should feel like a dream. But it doesn't. Does that make sense?"
Well, I was glad she was on about the same page as me. "I've been wondering the exact same thing all night." I told her. "We can't both be dreaming though, I suppose."
I smirked a little and put a hand on her lower thigh. "That insinuates that you've dreamed about me before, you know."
"I did not say that!"
"Your mouth didn't." I squeezed her thigh a little. "But your face did."
"Did not!" She looked embarrassed.
I was enjoying this far too much to not keep it up. I turned my body a little and swung one leg around hers, putting my hands up by her head, and just hovered above her a little.
"Care to share what those dreams were about, Haruhi?" She turned beet red, looking me straight in the eyes. "I'd love to know."
She smiled a little, still bright red. "This." She wrapped her arms around me, and I leaned myself down to kiss her, which she happily accepted. I moved away from her lips, lightly kissing down her jaw and eventually she tilted her head a little, letting me kiss her neck. She let out the quietest moan, when…
My phone rang. I have never despised the ringtone Tamaki had picked for himself more than I did at this very moment.
"You should probably answer that." Haruhi said, clearly trying not to laugh, all with her arms still wrapped around me.
"Fine." I responded. "But you're coming with me."
"Huh?" She started to question as I quickly got up, holding onto her so she came up with me. "Wait, hey!" She wrapped her legs all the way around my hips, so she was sitting in kind of a reverse piggy-back situation. "Rude." She said, as I walked over to where my phone was.
"Shh." I smiled at her as I answered the phone. "Hello?"
"KYOYA! FINALLY! I have been trying to reach you for like half an hour now! What could you possibly be doing!?" Oh if only he knew.
"I was in the middle of something incredibly important, Tamaki. What is so urgent that you had to interrupt me?" I looked at Haruhi, quietly kissing her cheek rather aggressively. She was clearly trying not to laugh at Tamaki's question.
"Well, I'm sorry, but you have to listen to me! Hikaru went to Haruhi's apartment today, and…" Haruhi's laughing face almost immediately switched to panic. "...no one was there! She didn't answer the door! Have you heard from her?!"
Haruhi quickly nodded to me, and mouthed "Say yes."
"I have, actually. I checked in with her earlier today. She's fine."
"WHAT?! AND YOU DIDN'T TELL US?!"
"Why do I need to tell you about all communications between myself and Haruhi?"
"BECAUSE, A FATHER SHOULD ALWAYS KNOW THE WHEREA-" he was interrupted by someone that was with him.
"Did he know, Milord?!" It was Hikaru. They continued their conversation, quite loudly, without paying me any mind. I muted the phone.
Haruhi groaned. "I'll call one of them back in a few. It'll probably be the only way to shut them up."
I unmuted the phone. "Tamaki? Are you with the twins right now?"
"Of course! Hikaru called all of us when he realised she wasn't here! Don't you ever look at your phone anymore?!"
"Milord, we should just go home. I'm sure she's fine."
"Kaoru! How could you even say that!" I could hear the twins arguing in the background.
Haruhi laid her head down on my shoulder, and just grumbled "Noooo…"
"Kyoya, what on earth was that?" Tamaki questioned.
"Tamaki, I'll see if I can get her to pick up the phone, okay? And all of you, go home. Do you realise how mad she'd be if she came home to all of you just lurking outside of her apartment?"
"We are not lurking!" Hikaru yelled from the other end.
"Goodbye, Tamaki." I said, hanging up. I looked over at Haruhi, wrapping my now free arm around her. "Are you going to survive this phone call?" I asked her.
"Do I have to survive the phone call?" She groaned.
"Yes." I set her down.
"Fine." She walked into her room to grab her phone. "Hey, guess how many missed calls I have total?"
"Well, I'm going to say… probably at least thirty from Tamaki, maybe twenty to twenty five from Hikaru, a small handful from Hunny and Mori, and maybe two from Kaoru."
"That breakdown was incredibly accurate. Tamaki at thirty four, Hikaru and twenty seven, five from Hunny, three from Mori, and two from Kaoru." She looked at me, a little bit impressed.
"I'm well versed in idiot." I told her. She smiled.
"Alright. Pray for me." She requested as she called Tamaki.
He yelled so loud I could hear him from ten feet away. "HARUHI! ARE YOU ALRIGHT, YOU WEREN'T HOME AFTER NOT BEING AT SCHOOL AND-"
Haruhi sighed and put the phone on speaker. "Senpai, I'm fi-"
"IS THAT HARUHI, MILORD?!" Hikaru yelled, sounding like he was trying to grab the phone.
Tamaki began yelling at the twins as Haruhi mouthed "blah blah blah" while making a face. I could tell that this is how most phone calls with them went.
"You better come up with an excuse, quick." Kaoru quickly whispered through Tamaki and Hikaru yelling. He'd clearly gotten the phone away from Tamaki. "Haruhi, what happened!?" he now yelled, sounding much more frantic.
"Put it on speaker!" Hikaru and Tamaki yelled, which Kaoru did.
"Guys, I'm fine, I-." She started. I walked over behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, bending down and resting my chin on her shoulder. She took a second and continued, now resting her free arm on mine. "Look. I fell, okay? I hurt my leg. That's why I wasn't at school. I'm totally fine now. I'm at a doctors appointment, okay? And NO, you cannot know where my doctor is."
Barely comprehensible shouting from the other end. "Guys, I'll see you Monday. Go home. Kyoya told me you were all loitering outside of my apartment. And I swear to god, if I see a single one of you there when I get home, I'm transferring."
More shouting.
"Later, guys." She hung up. "AHHH!" She jokingly yelled, throwing her head back onto my shoulder.
She put herself in the perfect position for me to continue right where we'd left off...