A/N: Hello, my sweets. Two chapters in one day? I'm too good to you all, clearly. Having a lovely lazy day, alternating between lots of coffee, writing and watching QI. Thinking of reformatting how I've been putting down the text messages so it's clearer who's texting who in each. Hmm...
Enjoy~
Hikaru Hitachiin (11:11) – Hey :) answer your doooor!
Kaoru Hitachiin (11:12) – You know you want to let us in (u)
Tamaki Suou (11:15) – Honey Sempai says he'll kick down the door! Please at least let Daddy inside :'(
Hikaru Hitachiin (11:19) – Tamaki thinks you've died. Prove us wrong~
Kaoru Hitachiin (11:25) – Tamaki's chatting up your 80 yr old next door neighbour.
Hikaru Hitachiin (11:26) – Tamaki the gold digger hahahahaaaa
Kaoru Hitachiin (11:29) – She wants to invite him in for milk and cookies.
Tamaki Suou (11:34) – HARUHI, LET DADDY IN. I'LL CRY!
Mitsukuni Haninozuka (11:38) – Tama chan won't let us go home (,0 n 0,) it's cold out here! pls let us in~
Takashi Morinozuka (11:40) – tell them ur not in
The messages had been amusing me. I had plugged in some headphones at least half an hour ago so that I didn't have to listen to the nonsense that was going on outside my front door. Today was my day for relaxation; my cosiest pyjamas were on and a stack of magazines and books were resting on the table just waiting for me to get my hands on them. My dad had left before I had even gotten the chance to make him breakfast, so I had no real cleaning to take care of either. It was bliss. However I knew that if even Mori-sempai was desperate for escape then I felt that I could at least help him out. I started writing a text to Kaoru, who I guessed would be the most rational out of the three idiots I could hear arguing over Tamaki's need for more money on the other side of the thin wall.
Haruhi Fujioka (11:45) – Sorry guys, out at the library. Maybe next time :)
Kaoru Hitachiin (11:46) – LIAR
Hikaru Hitachiin (11:46) – LIAR
Tamaki Suou (11:46) – LIAR
The voices outside were getting louder. Regardless of how much I loved them, I needed some time to myself. I turned the music up a little louder; the volume was beginning to hurt my ears but it beat listening to them squabble. Only one of the hosts hadn't texted me yet so either he wasn't there, didn't care or was their last resort to make me open the door.
Haruhi Fujioka (11:50) – Hey there, Shadow King. I know you're out there too. Do one of your magic tricks and make them disappear :(
Kyoya Ootori (11:52) – Ofc I'm out here. Don't you think that if I was a magician I would have turned them all into frogs months ago?
Kyoya Ootori (11:53) – And you suck at lying. Just let the idiots in. It's starting to rain.
I checked out my bedroom window to see if it really was starting to rain. Leaving them out in the rain was probably a bit harsh, no matter how much I wanted a quiet, relaxing day to myself. The small droplets that collided with the glass answered my question and I began digging about in the drawer for the front door key. It looked like my dad had taken my key which wasn't good news for me. Then it dawned on me. I went back to my comfortable spot on the sofa with the perfect viewing angle of the small television in the corner and picked up my phone again.
Haruhi Fujioka (11:58) – I thought you said that my dad had given you a key?
Kyoya Ootori (12:00) – To be used in emergencies, yes. Do idiots dragging me out of bed count as an emergency?
Haruhi Fujioka (12:01) – Just come in already -_-
A few seconds later, I could hear the jangle of keys and the click of the lock as the door swung open. A stampede of damp haired boys shoved their way into the small living room before closing the door behind them.
"God, Kyoya. Why didn't you say you had a key hours ago?!" Hikaru whined as both twins shook their heads side to side, sending droplets of water splattering across the floor.
"Yeah, Kyo-chan. It was cold!" Honey pouted, his huge eyes glassy and watering.
"It's for emergencies only. Not barging into people's homes like Tamaki uses our house keys for," Kyoya spoke as though this was the most obvious thing ever.
"He doesn't wander into our houses, only yours Kyoya-sempai," one of the twins called from the bathroom, returning with Tamaki carrying a pile of towels that towered up over their heads. I wasn't even aware that I owned that many towels.
"He'll stop doing that if he knows what's good for him." The murderous aura enveloped Kyoya momentarily before he restored his usual calm demeanour and took a seat beside me. He caught my eye and directed my attention to Tamaki with a slight tilt of the head, just in time for us to witness Hikaru tripping the clueless blonde boy and sending him flying across the room and landing with his head in my lap.
"What the…? You dastardly twins, what did you do that fo- Oh, hey there, Haruhi. Um, I'll- Uh…" Tamaki began thrashing around, tangled in the towels he had been carrying as I stared down at him with as much calmness as I could muster.
"TAMAKI THE PERVERT! TAMAKI THE PERVERT!" The twins cried out boisterously as Honey watched with wide eyes.
"How did you…" I muttered, eyeing the smirking boy beside me.
"Maybe it was magic," he muttered back, before suddenly shoving Tamaki off my lap and onto the floor with a loud crash.
"Kyoyaaaaa! You're meant to be Mommy! Mommy helps Daddy! Not shove Daddy onto the floor!" The blonde lump on the floor rolled back towards the couch and latched onto the Shadow King's leg.
"Unremarkably, I can't recall ever marrying you, Tamaki. Or having any children. Shouldn't Haruhi be the mother? She is after all the only female." With each sentence, he shook his leg with more vigour until Tamaki was sent careening into the table, my abandoned pile of magazines toppling over onto the groaning boy.
"It would make more sense, Tama-chan!" Honey bounced over to us, wrapped head to toe in my dad's array of fluffy pink towels.
"Then what would that make Kyoya-sempai?" Hikaru tapped his chin in thought.
"He'd be our family's accountant," Kaoru sniggered as he wrapped a towel around his brother's shoulders.
"Or a lawyer," Hikaru grinned, shining eyes seeking out the heap on the floor that was Tamaki. "'Daddy' would constantly need one with all his perverted escapades!"
"I am not a pervert!" The Host Club King's flailing arms sent my magazines flying around the room. I couldn't help but sigh as I slowly witnessed the mess building up around me.
"Really? You had us fooled!" The twins called out in unison.
"I should have left you all out in the rain," I grumbled. Swiping a towel from Mori, I flung it over Kyoya's head of dripping raven hair. "You're getting the furniture wet. And the rest of you are just making a mess!"
Kyoya scrubbed at his hair for a few seconds before whipping the fabric away from his head and dropping it over my own. "You told me to let them in."
"Wait, Kyoya, you can text? Why do you never respond to any of my texts, Kyoyaaaa!?" Tamaki whined.
"Because you're a pain in the ass," Hikaru, Kaoru, Kyoya and I all managed to say in unison. Each of us blinked and scratched our heads before brushing the incident off as Tamaki went to his new 'corner of woe' to grow mushrooms.
"Stop it, sempai! Go grow mushrooms in your own house!" I yelled, clenching my fists tightly and trying to restrain myself from hitting the boy.
Kaoru snickered, "Or go see your 80 year old girlfriend next door. I'm sure she would comfort you."
Hikaru attempted to add to what his brother had just said but was struggling to breathe between the bursts of laughter. His brother joined him on the floor, rolling about in glee.
The rest of the day went by quite quickly. I watched as my house was trashed several times throughout the few hours they stuck around and each time I would clean up after them and threaten to throw them out if they made yet another mess. When I wasn't tidying up, I was squashed on the two-seater couch between Kyoya and Tamaki, caught in a routine of shuffling further towards either of the boys as Tamaki got too touchy-feely then as I realised I was far too close to Kyoya. It was a much less comfortable day on the couch than I had originally planned.
Finally as I watched them all leaving, after receiving several hugs from Honey, Tamaki and the twins, I managed to relax fully. Relief flooded me as I closed the door behind them and threw myself onto the couch, burying my face in a pillow. I was drifting off into slumber when a buzzing wrenched me free of my semi-conscious state. The words were blurry on the phone screen and I had to scrunch up my eyes just to make out the contents of the message.
Kyoya Ootori (22:13) – I'll make Tamaki replace the plates he smashed. Goodnight x
Once the words finally made sense in my mind, I was surprised as to how quickly he had suddenly become so casual towards me. The Shadow King was always cold, elusive, and sneaky. But this was quickly feeling like I was talking to a completely different person. The thought was taking up too much processing power of my sleep deprived mind, so I tossed the phone on the table and let myself drift off to sleep.