Thomas Oneshot - (Y/n)'s Candy Store
Thomas Oneshot - (Y/n)'s Candy Store
Requested?: No
Prompt: None
Type of oneshot: Songfic/Fluff
Song Used: Candy Store - Heathers
Timing: Modern AU
Reader's Relations: Washington’s Daughter
Warnings: Swearing, implied Lams (John being a gay mf)
Other notes: Reader is seen as the ‘mythic bitch’ of the school. Being able to do whatever she wants because Washington is the headmaster (hehe)
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“-and then I punched him in the face. Again. Like when is he going to fucking learn that I don’t like him romantically?” I finished, banging my head on the table, the rest of the Hamilsquad sitting around me in the lunch hall, John on my left, Laf on his other side, Alex opposite me and Herc sitting opposite John.
“I wish I was you, (Y/n). I would-”
“We all know, you’d ‘kill to have a guy look at you the way Jefferson looks at me’. You keep saying it, John,” I interrupted him, patting his shoulder, “Don’t worry, if your crush doesn’t man up and tell you he likes you back, I’ll make him,” I continued, sending Alex the side eye of ‘I fucking know you’re bisexual you little fucker. Tell him’.
“(Y/n)... don’t look now, but I think we might have a problem… In the form of a magenta and macaroni-loving piece of shit.”
I rolled my eyes and lifted my right hand up to my face, hoping Jefferson wouldn’t be able to tell it was me if he couldn’t see my face. Unfortunately, it didn’t work.
“Well, hello there, Darlin’.”
“Fuck off, Jefferson. I’m not interested.”
“How did you know I was gon’ ask you out, Darlin’?”
I rolled my eyes, exasperated, before standing up, muttering a ‘watch this’ to my friends, “Are we gonna have a problem? Have you got a bone to pick? You’ve come so far in my books, why now are you pulling on my dick?” I asked, grabbing the cane he always carried around, using the head of it to bring his face closer to mine before pushign him away from me, “I’d normally slap your face off, then everyone here could watch,” I continued, using my hands to indicate the entire lunch hall where the majority of the school was seated, finishing off their lunch, most of the tables being cleared, “But I’m feeling nice, here’s some advice. Listen up, biatch!” I exclaimed sitting on the table my friends were seated at, “I like! Lookin’ hot buying stuff they cannot. I like! Drinkin’ hard, maxin’ Dad’s credit card. I like! Skippin’ gym, scaring her,” I sang out, pointing over to one of the random girls in our year, “Screwing him,” I continued, sending Laf a wink, considering our past hook-up history, it was fun, “I like! Killer clothes, kickin’ nerds in the nose!” I continued, hopping off the table and pretending to kick Jefferson in the nose.
“If you lack the balls, you can go play dolls, let your mommy fix you a snack! Or you could come smoke, pound some rum and coke in my Porsche with the quarterback! Woah! Woah! Woah!
Honey, whatchu waitin’ for? Welcome to my candy store. Time for you to prove you’re not a loser anymore, then step into my candy store. Girls fall at your feet, pay the check, help you cheat. All you have to do is say goodbye to Shamu. That freak’s not your friend, I can tell, in the end, if he had your shot he would leave you to rot! ‘Course if you don’t care, fine! Go braid his hair, maybe Sesame Street is on, woah! Or forget that creep and get in my Jeep. Let’s go tear up someone’s lawn. Woah! Woah! Woah! Honey, whatchu waitin’ for? Welcome to my candy store you just gotta prove you’re not a pussy anymore then step into my candy store. You can join the team,” I continued motioning to my friends, leaning on the cane I’d taken from Jefferson a few minutes prior, proving I was not planning to return it once I’d finished my fun by messing with him, “Or you can bitch and moan. You can live the dream or you can die alone. You can fly with eagles or if you prefer; Keep on testing me, and end up like her!”
At this moment, James came running up to Jefferson, seemingly out of breath, “Thomas, look! Dolley invited me to her party! This proves she’s been thinking about me!” (I hate being mean to Jemmy, but I couldn’t think of anyone else to use)
“Color me stoked!” I heard Jefferson mutter, proving he was still trying to get on my good side, knowing I’d been the one to send James the small note, me being able to imitate anyone’s handwriting.
“Woah! Honey, whatchu waiting for? Step into my candy store! Time for you to prove you're not a lame ass anymore! Oooh woah! Woah oh oh! Then step into my candy store!” I finished, posing whilst holding the cane in both hands (think the end of ‘What’d I Miss?’) before sitting down and finishing off my lunch.
“Okay, fine. Point proven. I’ll leave you alone.”
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I had been sitting on one of the benches outside, taking in the summer air, when I heard muttering from behind me, “No, you tell her!”
“She’ll be more annoyed if it’s me!”
“She likes you best, John, you tell her!”
“What?! Are you trying to get me killed?”
At this point I got annoyed with the four of them ruining my peaceful break from the school day and stood up, walking over to them, “What are you boys muttering about?”
“John’s got something to tell you, (Y/n)! We’ll leave you in peace!” Alex shouted, pushing John forward before grabbing Laf and Herc by the wrists and dragging them off, leaving me and John alone.
“Listen, (Y/n). Please don’t kill me for this but… the thing is… w-we don’t want to be your friends anymore!” he sputtered, probably trying to get it over with as soon as possible. That was a dagger to my heart. I knew I was a bitch sometimes, but I didn’t realise it was to the point where it made the Hamilsquad scared of me. I nodded, trying to hold back the tears, “Okay, I understand.” I saw John breathe a sigh of relief as he ran off in the direction Alex had dragged the other two off in. I just returned to the bench I was sitting on and sobbed. Not caring any more.
“(Y/n)?”
“Fuck off, Jefferson. I’m not in the mood for you to ask me on another date right n-wait did you just call me by my first name?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry for always pestering you about a date, but that’s not the important thing right now. What is, is you tellin’ me why you’re upset. I've never seen you cry in all the years I’ve known you.”
“Because I didn’t have a reason. I should have known. I should have known those little pieces of shit were only being my friends because they knew it meant they could get away with any prank they wanted to.”
“What?”
“Laurens just came over and told me they didn’t want to be friends anymore. No one likes me for me, they just like me cause of my dad, speaking of, I need to talk to him, if you’ll excuse me,” I spoke, standing up and starting to walk off, before I was grabbed by the wrist, “(Y/n), wait. Please don’t say that. I know one person who likes you for you.”
“Oh yeah? Who’s that?”
“Me.”
I just looked at him in shock, yes he’d been constantly asking me out, but I thought it was just because he was trying to get in my dad’s good books or something, “Y-you’re serious?” He nodded and brought a hand up to my face, wiping the tears from my cheeks, “Honestly. I swear on my life, I like you for you, not the persona you put up in school.” I smiled and placed a hand on his cheek, my eyes flicking between his eyes and lips, but before I had the chance to ask, I was beaten to it, “(Y/n), if you want to kiss me, you don’t need to ask.” That was all I needed, and I wrapped my arms around his neck letting the cane I’d stolen from him drop to the ground, as I felt his arms wrap around my waist.
“Wow… That was… Thomas, can I tell you a secret?”
“Hm, of course, (Y/n).”
“That was my first kiss.”
“H-how?! How can you never have been kissed before? You’re gorgeous,” Thomas asked, a shocked look on his face. I just sighed, “No one’s ever wanted to kiss me before, well not strictly true, I’ve never let anyone kiss me. Yes, I’ve had a boyfriend in the past, but I didn’t trust that he wasn’t using me for my father, so I never let him kiss me, and then he broke up with me…”
“I promise I will never do that to you, (Y/n). Ever.”
MEANWHILE
“What?! She’s giving him a chance?! I cannot believe this. I thought he’d never want to talk to her again if we broke her walls down!”
“That was your plan, mon ami? You broke her apart by making John tell her that we didn’t want to be her friends anymore, just on the off chance that Jefferson would see she’s ‘not as strong as he thinks’ and leave her alone?”
“Laf, this is not the time. Go and talk to her. You were her second favourite after John, who she’s never going to want to speak to again.”
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I smiled sitting next to Thomas at lunch the next day, James and Aaron sitting opposite us, the former having forgiven me for my comments towards him.
“So remind us again how this happened,” Aaron asked, motioning towards mine and Thomas’ intertwined hands.
“Because Hamilton and Laurens and MASSIVE DICKHEADS!” I shouted the last two words, turning around and facing the two boys I used to call friends.
“We said we’re sorry, (Y/n)!”
“Sorry doesn’t make everything better!” I retorted, sending them both the middle finger.
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“Thomas, stop, we’ll get caught!” I whined out as he pinned me against my locker kissing my neck.
“But I’ve missed you.”
“We’ve been away from each other for one lesson!” I retorted, giving him a quick peck on the lips, “I’ve got to get to History or else my dad will have my head.”
“Since when did you care about what your dad said, (Y/n)?”
“Shut up and kiss me,” I muttered, kissing him again, “Now, let me go and I’ll think about letting you properly meet my parents.”
“Okay, Darlin’,” he replied, standing up and letting me go with a final peck on the lips.
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I had no idea where this was going all I had when I started writing this was the ‘Candy Store’ idea, and then it spiralled into the reader not being as tough as she puts on.
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(TGAA) Sherlock Oneshot - Flowers of Love
Requested: Yes
Reader’s Relations: Acquaintances (as in, met one or two times)
Reader’s Occupation/Role: Florist
Timing: TGAA2
Reader’s Age: 31
Warnings: Blood, mentions of death
Other Notes: I did change a few things, seeing as you didn’t give me your username so I couldn’t message you to ask… -_- so…. I aged the reader up cause I don’t like writing massive age gaps (ie more than 4 years) and Sherlock is 34, reader’s flower show is just opposite Baker Street, so Sherlock and the gang can see the front door of it from the window. Also, as mentioned in my last TGAA oneshot, I’ll be referring to the characters by their Scarlet Study Translation names, rather than the official ones, cause I know those better than the officials.
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I smiled to myself as I continued to tend to the flowers, watering them and cutting off some of the dead heads. That was when the shop bell went and I stood up to greet the customer, “Welcome.”
Instead of a pleasant response, I was just pushed against the counter, “Tell me what you know!”
“W-what? I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“The murder that happened yesterday! Right outside here, tell me everything you know!”
I gulped, my heart rate increasing, “Like I’m going to tell-” I cut myself off when I realised the guy as the guy who I’d seen killing the victim the day before. I immediately kicked him where it hurt most and grabbed some nearby rope, tying him up, “Bested by a girl.”
“You really think you'll get away with this?”
“She already has, my dear fellow. Now I suggest you leave her alone and accept your fate.”
MEANWHILE - SHERLOCK’S POV
“Holmesie, you’ve been staring at her shop for days. If you want to see her, go down and talk to her!”
“Iris, you do not understand. We’re talking about (Y/n) here.”
“I know, Holmesie, just go and talk to her though!”
It was at that moment that I noticed someone enter the shop rather suspiciously, “You’re right, Iris. I’ll be back in a few minutes. Master Naruhodo, would you look after Iris?” Without giving him a chance to respond, I dashed out to the flower shop across the street, to see (Y/n) tying him up with a rope, “Bested by a girl.”
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“And here’s your flowers, have a good day.”
“Thank you, Miss, however, I’d like you to keep them, they match your eyes perfectly.”
I felt my face flush red, “Oh goodness. Thank you for the compliment.”
“W-would you like to maybe go out with me sometime?”
“I-I’m sorry, sir, but you’re not really my type. No offence.”
“I-It’s alright, worth a shot, though.”
I smiled, “Take the flowers though, perhaps you’ll find someone who’ll appreciate them.” The man nodded and I handed him the flowers back as he walked out the shop. I took out my watering can and gave the plant sitting on the bench water, starting to admire it.
“Ahh, good morning.”
I looked up to see Sherlock entering the shop. He walked over immediately and I smiled, “Good morning to you, Mr Holmes, what can I do for you today?”
“I just came to check how you were today. After yesterday’s trial. You’re not traumatised by it at all, are you?” I shook my head, feeling my face heat up a bit at the face he was so caring, “I’m fine. Thank you for asking though. Is that all?”
“Ahh, well… I did come to ask if you would like to accompany us for dinner tonight. You don’t have to, it’s just Iris said I should invite you if it wasn’t for your testimony, Master Naruhodo would not have won the case.”
I smiled, “Oh, that’s nice. What time and where?”
He smiled at me, “Perfect!” before giving me my instructions, stumbling over his words a bit, causing me to giggle, “That sounds great. I’ll be there on the dot don’t worry.”
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I took a deep breath, the bunch of flowers in my hand. I was now questioning whether I should have brought them, as the door to Sherlock’s flat was opened.
“(Y/n)! Welcome. Those are pretty!”
I smiled, “Hello Iris, and thank you, I arranged them myself. Do you have a vase I can put them in?” She nodded and hopped off, letting me enter the flat. Iris returned a few minutes later with a vase of water and I handed her the flowers as she put them in carefully, placing them on a nearby table. I smiled as I sat down, starting to talk to Ryunosuke and Susato about how the rest of the case had gone.
“Ahh, (Y/n)! Iris told me you’d arrived.” I looked up to see Sherlock standing there, without his usual hat and coat on, instead just in his waistcoat and shirt. I nodded, “Yeah, I only just got here, thank you for inviting me.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Ryunosuke and Susato exchanging glances before they both stood up and left my field of vision. I soon felt myself being pushed from behind, and I bumped into Sherlock, causing the two of us to fall onto the ground, my arms instinctively placing themselves on either side of his head to avoid any clash, “I’m sorry! I guess I tripped over my own feet.”
Before Sherlock could reply, I felt something on the back of my head, forcing it down, causing me to unwillingly kiss Sherlock, not that I was complaining. My eyes widened and I tried to stand up, apologising profusely, “Sorry! I’m so sorry about that!”
“There’s no need to apologise, (Y/n). I can tell it wasn’t your fault,” Sherlock replied, trying to hide his slightly pink face, and pointing towards where I saw a calico cat now lying on the sofa.
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It soon came to the time when I had to get home and I bid my farewells to everyone, coming to Sherlock last, “Thank you again for inviting me. Just to say, the ‘cat incident’ was my first kiss.” I muttered before leaning up and pecking his cheek, “You’re welcome in my shop any time you like.”
And for, probably, the first time in his life, Sherlock Holmes was left speechless.
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Aria Oneshot - Determination is a Key to Love
Requested?: No
Prompt: “I can’t believe I fell in love with you!”
Timing: Between Dual Destinies and Spirit of Justice (Cause I need Apollo in it.)
Type of oneshot: Angst/Fluff
Reader's Age: 18
Reader's Occupation: Defence Attorney
Reader's Relations: Sister to the WrightWorth kiddos (ie you are one too)
Warnings: None
Other notes: I should be writing actual AA oneshots, but I love my little kiddos so much and I want to use them.
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“Hold it! It seems the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Your Honour, the piece of evidence the defence has just presented is forged.”
I blinked, trying to calm my heart rate, I knew exactly what had happened to Dad when Aria’s father had brought up the fact that a piece of evidence he’d presented was forged, and it led to seven years of him not setting foot in a courtroom. That’s when I felt a hand on my shoulder, “(Y/n)?”
“J-Just leave me alone. I’m not going to fight it, Ally. I can’t prove it wasn’t,” I replied, trying to contain my tears as I removed my badge from my lapel, placing it on the bench in front of me before running out of the courtroom, hearing Ally chasing behind me, “(Y/n), wait!” I just ignored her, running back to the agency and curling up in a ball on one of the sofas.
“(Y/n)? (Y/n), what happened? Tell me.”
I just sobbed and clung onto my father as she ran over, giving me a hug, “Come on.”
“I-I don’t want to talk about it right now.”
“That’s alright, (Y/n). I’ll be here for you when you do want to explain.”
I took a deep breath and tried to calm my breathing, leaning on him, as I soon found myself falling asleep.
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I woke up later to voices, “What the HELL did you do?!”
“I-I..”
“You have no explanation, do you?! You’re a terrible friend, Aria!”
“I know, but please, let me apologise!”
“No,” I muttered, opening my eyes and sitting up, now realising that Trucy’s cape had been placed on top of me as a blanket, “You don’t deserve to be forgiven. I don’t care if you want to apologise, it WON’T GET ME MY BADGE BACK!” I shouted, the tears coming back to my eyes again, “I CAN’T BELIEVE I EVER FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU!” I slapped a hand across my mouth the minute I’d said the statement, and ran out of the Agency, leaving Aria and Luke shocked.
I didn’t know how long I had been running for, but I found myself by Gourd Lake. At least I knew where I was if anyone called me to ask where I’d gone. I just sat down by a tree and sighed, reprimanding myself for letting myself confess to Aria when I was supposed to be mad at her.
“(Y/n)? (Y/n) is that you?”
I looked up at the familiar voice and saw Gigi standing there, a pen in her hand. I just wiped my tears, “Oh. Hi. Yeah, I just needed some fresh air and my legs led me here. What brings you here?”
“Investigating a case. Bluford’s been assaulted and is now in the hospital, the rest of the team thinks he won’t make it, but the doctors are still hoping he will. He’s been smacked on the head by a blunt object, judging from the injury he had, and Caisie’s been accused of doing it. What’s worse is that there are witnesses! Oops… I shouldn’t be telling you all this, you might end up defending her.”
“Just stop. I’m just going to come out and say it, I lost my badge, so it doesn’t matter, Gi, I can’t defend her anyway, but I don’t really want to go into detail.”
“Oh my science, that’s not good. If you need someone to talk to, I’m here!”
“Thanks.”
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“Wait… then who got (Y/n)? Everyone else got a gift… On no, did your name get lost in my hat?” Ally muttered, taking her hat off her head and tapping the top of it, trying to see if there was anything stuck inside.
“I’m sure that’s not the case, Ally. In fact, I do actually know where your Secret Santa is, (Y/n).”
“It’s fine. I don’t need anything anyway. Unless you’ve managed to get my badge back, Dad.”
Before he could reply, a knock was heard at the door to the agency. Dad smiled and walked over, opening the door. I couldn’t tell who it was unless I felt a tap on my shoulder, “(Y/n)?”
I tried to contain my anger at the blonde as I looked up at Aria, “What?”
“Sorry I’m late, it took longer than I expected to get your gift.”
I blinked a few times in confusion before she handed me a small box. I took in hesitantly, seeing a smile on her face. I returned my attention to the box and opened it up, gasping as I saw the small golden circular badge inside, “I-Is this a joke?” I asked, looking Aria in the eye as she chuckled, “It’s serious. I’m sorry for causing you to lose your badge, (Y/n),” she spoke, taking it out of the box, “May I?” I nodded and she came closer, pinning it back to my lapel, “That’s where it belongs, not sitting on the defence bench where you left it.”
“H-how did you get it back for me though? It must have been incredibly hard seeing as by taking it off myself and walking out of the courtroom, I was basically admitting that I knew it was forged.”
“Well, I did have a bit of help,” she replied, smiling up at Dad, causing me to smile in return as I hugged her, “Best Christmas gift ever!”
“Does this mean I’m forgiven?”
“I’m still mad at you for getting my badge taken away from me in the first place, but you got it back for me, so yes.”
“That makes me happy to hear. Now, about your confession…” Instead of finishing her sentence, she took my cheek in her hand and kissed me. My eyes went wide and I blinked, but wrapped my arms around her in response.
“Correction to my earlier statement; That was the best Christmas present ever.”
“Glad you think so, (Y/n). Glad you think so.”
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A few notes.
So I’m planning to do both Kinktober, a s what I call FandomMas this year. If you don’t know, FandomMas is my oneshot advent calendar type thing. So from the first of December, a oneshot will be written/posted a day til the 25th. I still need ideas though. Please request characters only from my masterlist with a small plot idea. all plots for FandomMas must be Christmas related all for Kinktober must give me a character and a kink. for requesting both please do it via asks. as I don’t check tumblr often so I prob won’t see if you comment on this post
Requested: No (Please request though... I need requests)
Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club
Prompt: None
Type of Oneshot: Fluff, with a tiny bit of Angst
Reader's Relations: None
Reader's Age: 16
Warnings: Harsh words said, such as the use of the word sl*t. I don't know if this is triggering or not, but there is a bit of degrading in this oneshot
Other Notes: So... this randomly just came to me, Hikaru may be a bit out of character for this...
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"-Y-yeah. I'm good. I just n-" I cut myself off by the feeling of needing to be sick. I dashed out of the music room and straight to the toilet, throwing up. I soon felt a hand rubbing my back, "Are you okay, (Y/n)?" I smiled knowing it was Renge. She and Haruhi were my only true friends, well apart from the Host Club, but I guess that was just because of me and Hikaru dating. Although, the situation was made slightly easier because of Haruhi. She, yes I knew she was a girl, were both in the same boat, well not technically, I didn't have a debt to pay to the host club. However, being friends with the Host Club, and also dating one of the members, came at a price. This, along with the fact I was a commoner, made the other girls at the school start to bully me.
But, that was all made worse but a small stick with two lines on it. Haruhi was the only one that knew because the first time I'd thrown up, she was there with me and she held my hair back for me (If you have short hair, then she rubbed your back.) She promised not to tell anyone until I was ready to and I was glad for that.
"(Y/n)?" I snapped from my daze, "I'm fine. Just a bit of morning sickness, Renge."
"You sure? Cause you've been eating a lot more recently too."
"Yes, I'm fine. Just stop with the questions."
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Once I'd finished throwing up, we made our way back to Music Room 3. The second we walked back in, I had Hikaru in front of me. I smiled and kissed him, trying to make it out as if nothing was wrong.
"How'd you know it was me?"
"Please, Hikaru, if I couldn't tell you apart from your twin brother, what kind of girlfriend would I be?"
"You're right."
"Hey, (Y/n). Can I talk to you?"
"Hm?" I turned to the voice to see Haruhi standing there, "Of course you can, Haruhi," I continued. I pecked Hikaru on the lips before following her to a corner of the music room.
"So, what did you want to talk about?"
"Have you told him yet?"
"Told who what?" I questioned.
She rolled her eyes, "Hikaru? Have you told him about the situation?" I sighed, "Not yet. I know he's going to break up-"
"(Y/n)! Don't say that. He won't break up with you. Trust me, he loves you, (Y/n). He won't break up with you if you're pregnant."
"You think so?"
"I know so, (Y/n)." I smiled and hugged her, "Thank you, Haruhi."
"What are friends for, (Y/n)?"
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Unfortunately, the next day, I was pushed around more, and I heard whispers such as, "Have you heard? (Y/n) is pregnant."
"Seriously, that commoner they let in is such a slut. She got into the Host Club's pants and now it's said that she's pregnant. Serves her right."
"Yeah, you're right."
I sighed and tried to carry on with my day, but the comments kept coming. Every time I saw any of the other girls, they subtlety brought up the rumour, well the fact but that was unknown to them, that I was pregnant. When the school day had ended, I made my way to the Host Club, at the right time to hear four words come out of Honey's mouth, "Is (Y/n)-Chan really pregnant?!" I froze up when I heard that, but continued to close the door, alerting the Host Club members. They all turned to me and I smiled sheepishly, "Uhh.. Hi."
"Is it true?"
"Is what true?" I asked, refusing to look at Hikaru, who had asked me the question. He walked up to me, the rest of the Host Club following behind him, and placed a hand on my cheek, forcing my head to face him, but I still didn't him directly in the eye.
"Are you really pregnant?" I took a deep breath and nodded, "Y-yeah. I-I am. Please don't be mad. I-I understand if you want to break up with me, I completely understand i-if you want t-to break up with me, Hikaru. I-it's already bad enough for your reputation that you're dating me a-and this will j-just make it worse," I responded, wiping the tears from my eyes, "I-I'll see myself out," I continued, going to walk out the door when I felt a hand pull me back and into a chest.
"(Y/n). (Y/n), look at me." I did so and Hikaru continued, "I don't care about my reputation. I love you and that is never going to change. Ever. Nothing can change that."
"R-Really? Even though I'm pregnant?"
"(Y/n), when I said nothing could change that, I meant nothing. Not one single thing. Ever." I smiled and hugged him, "T-Thank you." He placed a hand on my cheek and forced me to look at him again, before kissing me, "I love you, (Y/n). Never forget that." Before I could reply, I was embraced in another hug, "My little girl's growing up! Daddy's so proud of you!"
"TAMAKI! GET OF ME RIGHT NOW! YOU'RE NOT MY DAD!" And with that, he was back in his 'emo corner'.
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