Ouran host club gets assassins

On Second Thought....

Hello my lovelies, sorry for making you wait so long for an update but here I am. This chapter isn't gonna be the most fun and I will add a trigger warning for body dysmorphia. With no further adieu, on to the chapter.

Nagi POV

As I arrive back at the house, I aggressively throw my bag by the door and run up to the bedroom. I walk into the attached bathroom and look in the body length mirror.

I strip my school uniform off and just stare at my body. 'I mean, I can't exactly blame them' I thought with a bitter smile on my face. I slowly wrapped my hands around my waist as tears pricked at my eyes.

I then gently slid my hands up to my shoulders and choked back a sob. I then moved my hands to my face. Softly cupping my cheeks, I start violently yanking on them. Cursing my delicate features, I yank at my hair.

"Maybe mom was right" slips quietly out of my mouth and the tears run down my face. I gather myself up and walk out of the bathroom. I throw on a baggy shirt to forget about my figure and make my way downstairs.

I start towards the head butler and inform him that Karma, no matter circumstance, shall not be allowed access to this household without my direct permission.

My next order of business was contacting the host club to inform them that I will no longer be a member. I really don't have much against them besides the fact that they insisted on dressing me in clothes I was clearly uncomfortable with.

From there, I make my way back to the bathroom and start filling the tub. Sprinkling in the bath salt and running the bubble bath under the faucet. Another bitter smile graces my face at the fact that the bubble bath was strawberry scented.

I bought it because it reminded me of him. Now all I get back for it is crying in my bath hating that I miss him. Hating that I can still miss him after what he did. After he knew exactly what he was doing and did it anyway.

I washed my hair with the cursed Strawberry scented shampoo and conditioner, damn I really love that man, and rinse off before getting out of the water. Once again I stare at myself in the now cloudy mirror cursing the genes that make me so God damn miserable.

I can handle the innocent misunderstandings, they hurt but they are bearable. It's when people acknowledge what I tell them and ignore it. I raise my eyes back to the mirror as I lift my head out of my thoughts for what feels like the 10th time today.

"Maybe I should get some therapy" Now that was a thought, I laughed to myself. "Nah" and just as abruptly as it came, it was dismissed. My reflection slowly became less ambiguous and with that, all the things I hated about myself became agonizingly clearer.

The little dimples I get when i smile, The prominence of my hips, the width of my shoulders, the slimness of my waist, the size of my hands and feet, the way my head naturally tilts, they miniscule amount of freckles that litter my cheeks from when Karma made me do sports with him.

I absolutely hated it all. Hair was something I could fix. How do I fix everything else? Why can't I just look like every other guy? Why is the gene pool so Goddamn biased? I let these thoughts race through my head as I slipped on my loose pajamas and tried to get comfortable.

After a while of tossing and turning, mind running, I finally drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

Karma POV

Shit. Shitshitshitshitshit. I knew it was stupid. I knew I shouldn't have. I just wanted to show him off ya'know? He's my pride and joy and I wanna rub it in everyone's faces ya'know? Goddamnit. I fucked up. I fucked up big time. How am I gonna fix this?

I know I gotta give him his space. I'm sure he told the staff to refuse me entry anyway. I look at everyone else in the room, every face painted in the same shade of shock. I can't even blame them.

"So, about that" I start with a bout of nervous laughter. "That chair is 120,00 won" I faintly heard Kyoya mention from a table considerably far away. "Anyway, sorry for the interruption, I'll be taking my leave for today, and yes Kyoya, I'll pay for the appointments I'm missing" "Good"

As I gather my things, I go to make a call but instead receive one from the class 3-E group chat.

Maehara: what the hell was that?

Terasaka: Yeah I know man. Total overreaction if you ask me

Karma: Well good thing nobody asked you.

Yoahida: Wow man, don't come with that attitude, you orchestrated this whole thing.

Karma: You really think I don't know that? I know very well that it was also a huge ass mistake

Hinano: How are you gonna fix that mistake?

Karma: Ima be honest, at the moment, I don't really know, btw, can I crash at any of yours for the next few days?

Sugaya: Yeah man. I really got nothin going on and a free guest room so feel free to crash here.

Karma: Thanks man

With that I ended the call and changed my clothes.

I started my walk towards Sugaya's place with my head full of thoughts on how to make this up to Nagisa. I would do presents but that would make him feel like a girlfriend. I could try letters. There is a very large chance he'll ignore them and curse me for being a lying piece of shit but it's worth a shot.

With that thought in mind, I headed towards an office supply store to purchase a notebook, envelopes, and writing utensils as there was no way in hell I was getting what was at the house.

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Alrighty, that's all I got for you today by lovelies. See you again in the next chapter and I hope you enjoyed it. Please remember to comment and vote please! I really adore reader interaction (1016 words)

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