Two Halves, One Whole

By ApocalypticDisaster

Because only opposites can attract so completely- A collections of 100 short one-shots. KyōyaXHaruhi

Ouran High School Host Club © Bisco Hatori


Drabble:2 Theme: Storm Words: 383


He held her shaking form in consolation- in comfort, though perhaps a little awkwardly- his long arms unused to being wrapped round something so warm and, in this rare case, inviting. He didn't utter a single word of complaint at the situation, no words of protest when her severe trembling left him in a rather cramped position with his back forceably pushed up against the wall and a pair of arms clinging to him like a child would to its Mother after waking up from a nightmare.

Another deafening clap of thunder shook the foundations of the building, and the raven haired male could feel it quite clearly from the extra pressure it produced to his back and he could feel the light sliding of metal down the bridge of his nose, but he still stayed silent, just mechanically running his hand soothingly up and down her arm whilst using his other hand to reposition his glasses back in to place.

They were caught in the storm, and the make-shift embrace wasn't anything the Scholarship student ever expected to feel, to be comforted of her fears by the reclusive Shadow King of the Ouran High School Host Club wasn't something she ever saw happening, but the way he held her -tenderly, but still somehow hesitant which reflected in the piercing silence that filled the room- almost had the power to shut her brain down, to make her almost forget the reason for his presence. Until another crack of thunder echoed through, leaving her clutching onto him just a little tighter.


"How much?" She eventually asked after a long span of time without thunder, her low tone reluctant, as if unsure she wanted to hear the answer- which she could tell she wasn't going to enjoy by the way he shifted his glasses again, making sure the patch of light resonating from the small, but functional, table lamp beside them gleamed off the spectacles enough to hide his calculating eyes and to effectively blind the female observer so she missed the tiny uplifting to the corner of his perfectly shaped lips.

"Well, the storm expanded over a 78 minute timeline, which is 4680 seconds... So I think 4680 yen should be a sufficient amount to add onto your debt, Haruhi,"

"..."


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