The Host Club's Florist - An OHSHC Fanfiction

✿ Chapter 18 : China Aster✿

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"Let's play the which "one is Hikaru" game!", the twin's chorused switching places animatedly wearing plaid green beret caps.

"So? Can you tell which one of us is Hikaru?", the twins continued grinning devilishly at their guests who tried to guess.

"Sumire, can youhelp me take these to the back?"

"Ah sorry Haruhi, I got distracted", Sumire nervously laughed taking the empty plates of cake and put it on her tray, lifting it with only one hand. A skill she had acquired a few days in the host club as a waitress person. She had seen butlers in a movie once doing the same when she was younger, and she was fascinated enough to the the theatrics herself.

"Can you tell which one is which ?", Haruhi asked walking alongside Sumire, "Also, that's the dumbest game I have ever heard of"

"Yeah sort of. I can tell by their vibes", Sumire mumbled.

Apparently the twins heard and walked over before she could asnwer, switching places comedically and winking at the guests, "Many ladies have tried to tell us apart but so far none has succeeded"

"What is it Haruhi, got a problem with it hmm?", the twins chorused putting their hands on their hips.

"Not really, I don't understand why you two are so popular"

Sumire held back a laugh, looking away to conceal her smirk.

"Ah Sumire is laughing at us!", Kaoru huffed, the twins taking off their hats and fixing their hair, "Clearly you two don't understand the merits of having twin's in the club"

"Listen up, Having a couple of good looking guys with homosexual tendencies earns the club high points. It also helps if the two struggle between their attraction and their friendship"

"And in our case, because we're twins our relationship is taboo, and therefore more intriguing"

The twins explained, doing a bit and making a guest all fluster and faint, "See"

"I don't know about you Haruhi I'm sold on it. Maybe I should request you two sometime", Sumire nodded approvingly, "My arm is starting to hurt I'll just put this in the back for a sec"

Haruhi accompanied Sumire to the back, placing the plates and saucers in their sort-of back room. Somehow everytime they place dirty cups or dishes in their after about ten minutes they come back clean. It was something Sumire had always wanted to ask but then, she also rather just not know the answer to what magic labor intensive shenanigans makes it happen.

"Have you thought about it?", Haruhi asked shutting the door behind them, "Being a host I mean"

"I have nothing against hosting, but catering to guys and blatantly flirting with them isn't my thing", Sumire grumbled, "And I'll have to act all nice and all that crap"

Haruhi hummed, thinking, "Maybe you don't have to do it like that you know. I mean, when I host I just talk to the guests normally, they like that kind of thing. I'm sure some boys would like you for being yourself. Something about natural attraction and all that"

"Did Kyoya-senpai put you up to this?"

"Ehe..."

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"When I gave you control of the club's website, I did so in one condition! That you two take it seriously!", Tamaki shrieked waving his arms around comically.