Ouran Host Club x Reader

Debt

y/n's pov:

The twins popped up behind me as I stared at the broken vase.

"We were going to feature that renaissance vase in an upcoming school auction," Hikaru said.

"The bidding on that vase was supposed to start at 8 million yen," Kaoru said. 'Wait, Haruhi was supposed to break the vase, not me. Did I just change the entire plot of the story?!' I thought to myself and began to panic. I looked over to where Haruhi was standing before. 

She was quietly leaving the room as I yelled, "Haruhi, don't leave me here!" She was already gone. I looked down at the floor as tears began to roll down my cheeks. "Sorry about the vase. To be honest, I don't even know how I got here or if I'm dreaming or not," I confessed. The host club all gave me worried looks. Honey senpai stepped forward and gripped my dress.

"It's okay, Y/n-chan! We'll help you" he said. I wiped my tears on my sleeve and gave him a weak smile. 

"Um, but how am I going to pay you guys back for the vase? I don't have 8 million yen" I said looking at Kyoya. 

"What do you think we should do Tamaki?" He said examining the pieces of the broken vase.

"There's a famous saying you may have heard, L/n. When in Roman, you do as the Romans do. Since you have no money, you can pay with your body. Which means starting today, you're the host club's dog."

"I should've seen that coming," I sighed.