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Emi POV

I sighed, stretching slightly, and winced as the movement shifted my head and triggered the onset of a pounding headache.

Ugh, I must have had a lot to drink last night.

Wait…

I shifted again, feeling the soft sheets underneath me and taking in the sweet scent of vanilla.

This isn't my bed…

This isn't my bed?!

I shot up and then suppressed a groan as my head reminded me that it was angry with me. I slowly peeled my eyes open and was glad to find that the room wasn't filled with blinding sunlight. I glanced around through squinted eyes, taking in the muted dusty rose walls, light gray floors, black furniture, and finally, the white duvet under which resided my legs.

I looked to my right and jumped upon seeing a duvet-covered lump on the other side of the massive bed. Peering a bit closer I was able to make out a tuft of blonde hair.

My eyes widened as my hands went to cover my mouth, Vanilla-scented sheets, pink walls, blonde hair… Did I go home with Honey last night?!

I quickly lifted the duvet (though careful not to disturb the other side of the bed), and sighed in relief when I found that I was indeed wearing clothes.

Wait… so then what happened? What about Aiki?

I rubbed my temples with my fingers, hoping to both relieve my headache and stimulate my brain into remembering the events of the night before.

I went to a club with Aiki… I was already almost drunk when we got there… She bought us more drinks… I felt bad refusing for some reason…

In a flash, I remembered. Aiki leaving me to be with her friends. A random guy touching my back. Honey…

Dark sexy angel?!

I felt my face flush red and stifled a whine of total humiliation, clawing at my face and pulling on my hair.

Oh my fucking god, why? WHY?! What was I thinking?! How will I ever live this down? How do I face him?! Should I try to just leave now?... No, I still have to see him at school and he is one of my friends now… A friend I just called a sexy angel! Oh god!

I began edging out of the bed, hoping to freshen up and hopefully distract myself from my current embarrassing dilemma.

Suddenly, I felt fingers encircle my wrist and yank me back from the edge of the bed and into a warm pair of arms. My back was now pressed up against a hard chest. Honey's hard chest, to be exact.

"Sleep." I stiffened as I heard him mutter lowly, in a tone of voice I hadn't ever heard him use. Between that and the dark aura I felt enveloping us, I could easily say that this new side of Honey was a tad bit scary.

I stayed as still as possible, not wanting to disturb the clearly cranky Honey. I am the reason he's sleep-deprived so I could at least let him sleep in…

I felt the dark aura slowly fade away as the arms around me relaxed minutely. Now more relaxed myself, a part of me actually wanted to stay here in Honey's warm embrace. Unfortunately, my bladder chose that moment to awaken and make its discomfort known. Refraining from squirming, I thought frantically, searching for some way to escape to the washroom without incurring Honey's wrath.

Ah, now I see why he was playing the dragon sin of wrath…

Spotting Usa-chan just above my head, I slowly inched my arm up to grab him, hoping that he would make a satisfactory replacement for myself. Now with Usa-chan in my hand, I slowly inched my arm back and scooted my legs towards the edge of the bed. Feeling Honey stir, I stilled completely, holding my breath. With a few more repetitions, I was able to tiptoe out of the room, leaving Usa-chan in Honey's arms.

I closed the bedroom door with a sigh of relief.

After using the washroom and refreshing myself, I stood in the living room considering my options. While I was definitely still embarrassed, I was also extremely grateful. Honey had taken care of me at every turn, even though I was sure that hadn't been in his plans for the weekend. I knew I had to do something to thank him.

Seeing as it was 10am I figured he'd probably wake up hungry at some point and decided to make breakfast. Quietly checking the cupboards and fridge I was glad to find the ingredients I would need already present.

And so I set about making banana-chocolate chip pancakes, gathering the growing stack in the oven to stay warm as I continued flipping pancake after pancake.

Honey POV

I rolled over to the right, burying my face in the pillow there grumpily. Still tired.

I breathed in, trying to go back to sleep, and taking in the scent of lilacs and coconut.

Hmm? Lilacs and coconut?

I grudgingly opened my eyes to slits and looked around, taking in the rumpled bedcovers. It was then that I remembered that Emi-chan had stayed the night. In my bed. In the spot where I was now.

Huh, so I guess Emi-chan smells like lilacs and coconut! But where is she now? Did she leave?

Rubbing my eyes, I grabbed Usa-chan and slowly made my way to the bedroom door. As soon as I opened it I was hit with the sweet scent of butter and chocolate.

I perked up, feeling the grogginess leave me at once. Hurriedly, I made my way to the washroom first before bouncing towards my kitchen.

Sure enough, Emi-chan stood at the stove, occasionally sipping water with one hand and flipping pancakes with the other. Her curls which had come to her shoulders last night now didn't even brush her collarbones, and curled tightly in a voluminous mane. She wore the pink sweatpants and hoodie Kyo-chan had left behind, her sleeves rolled up her arms and showing her tattoo.

"Morning Emi-chan!" I greeted, bouncing up to hug her as she turned, startling just slightly.

"Oh! M-Morning Honey, did you sleep well?" she asked, hesitantly returning my hug, after putting down the spatula.

Hmm, so she's back to being kinda shy… Or maybe she remembers last night and she's embarrassed? Well, only one way to find out!

"Mhm! I slept super well! Who wouldn't after finding out they're a 'super cute angel'?" I responded innocently, pulling back to peer at her face.

I giggled as her face flared red and she stammered, "I- Well- That is-"

She huffed, lifting her nose in the air haughtily, though her still pink cheeks betrayed her, "I-I stand by what I said! Everyone knows you're cute, and- and only someone with angelic, saint-like qualities would have helped me the way you did last night!"

Okay, so she's a bit shy but she didn't completely revert back to how she was when we first met!

I looked at her thoughtfully, "You're wrong Emi-chan, any good friend would have done that!"

She looked away and changed the subject, clearly uncomfortable for some reason, "Anyway, are you hungry? I made breakfast."

"Yeah!" I cheered, running around her to peer into the lit-up oven. I felt my eyes light up in excitement, "Banana chocolate chip pancakes?!"

"Yeah, I hope you like them… I figured it would be the closest thing to cake I could make while still being considered breakfast," she explained as she pulled the warm pancakes from the oven.

"Thanks Emi-chan! They smell really yummy!" I exclaimed as she set the stack of pancakes on the kitchen table with a set of plates and cutlery.

And so we spent the rest of the morning eating the pancakes, which were delicious. Soon after, Emi-chan gathered her things to leave.

She looked at me slightly bashfully as she stood in my doorway, "Thank you so much for everything Honey, I… I'm not sure how last night might have turned out if you hadn't shown up… even if the spying was a little weird."

"Hm? It's no problem Emi-chan! That's what friends are for!" I said before looking down and fiddling with the hem of my pink bunny pyjamas as I frowned, "But… Emi-chan, I'm not too sure about Aiki… she didn't treat you very well."

I looked up to gauge her expression and saw hurt, sadness, and then resignation cross her face.

"…Yeah… I guess that wasn't great…," she mumbled hesitantly.

I stepped closer and gently turned her chin to face me, looking slightly up into her eyes, "Not great? She got you drunk and then left you alone in a big nightclub."

She sighed, "When you put it that way, it sounds pretty bad… But, she can't really be responsible for how much I drank… or at least not entirely. I do agree that the whole leaving me alone thing was weird though… I'm gonna have to talk to her, I guess."

I stared at her doubtfully. I couldn't understand why she seemed to be so willing to find excuses for that Aiki but it wasn't really my place to say much more.

Trying to lighten the mood, I waved Usa-chan in her face, "Well Usa-chan and I bet you'll figure everything out, but if you ever wanna get drunk and make us more pancakes that would be nice too!"

She laughed, eyes lightening "You don't have to wait for me to be drunk! Call me anytime, and I can make you pancakes!"

With the mood successfully having been lifted, and having secured unlimited pancakes, we said our goodbyes. I hugged her and watched her leave, ignoring the slight heaviness in my chest.

I closed the door and turned back towards my living room. I hugged Usa-chan close as I looked around.

Why does it feel so empty in here suddenly?