a/n: I forgot the disclaimer at first lol
disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club.
Prompt 01 | Heartbeat
Hikaru wasn't sure if he was mad that it had taken him almost thirty minutes to get his hair spiked the way it was or that it took Kaoru less than thirty seconds to mess it up.
"That's it!" Hikaru stood up so fast, he practically tripped as his foot got caught on the leg of the chair.
Kaoru stood defensively on the other side of the table. As Hikaru took a step to the right, Kaoru took a step away. When he took a step to the left, Kaoru went the opposite.
So, when Kaoru faked left, it threw Hikaru off, allowing him to get a head start on his escape.
Which only pissed Hikaru off even more as he took off after him. Hikaru chased him around the Tamaki's favorite couch in the clubroom. He chased him around pillars. Around tables. Chairs. Kaoru tried using Haruhi as a human shield. And when that didn't work, he took off in a full-blown sprint out the clubroom door and down the hall.
Hikaru was hot on his tail. He didn't hear Haruhi's comment on their quarrel. He didn't hear Kyouya complain about club hours starting soon. His eyes were focused on Kaoru and Kaoru alone.
He was almost within arm's reach. Just a few more steps—just inches away. Hikaru stretched out his arm. He could almost clutch the back of Kaoru's blazer in his fingers.
But the hall came to an end, and Kaoru was forced to make a quick right, evading Hikaru's grasp at the last moment.
Skidding into the turn, it didn't take long for Hikaru to catch back up. He could practically feel victory washing over him as he yelled a quick "I've got you now!"
That was until Kaoru stopped dead in his tracks, not giving Hikaru enough time to register he had come to a stop as he rammed full force into Kaoru's back, knocking them both down.
With a groan, Hikaru pushed himself into a half-assed plank position, examining the surrounding. No one was there. Nothing was in the hall. Kaoru had just straight up stopped.
"What the hell'd'ya… stop for?" Hikaru panted, his pulsing heartbeat practically screaming into his ears at a quick pace.
"Figured… it would throw… you off?" Kaoru said in between breaths. "But I did… n't think this… through."
Hikaru let out a breathy laugh. "No shit." He leaned in closer, allowing his still dripping bangs to fall on Kaoru's forehead before quickly shaking his head.
"Hey," Kaoru shouted, "stop that!"
"If I had to take a bath, then so do you." Hikaru laughed.
"Get off me asshat!"