HEARTBREAKER- Yandere OHSHC x Reader

2| Play Me

Y/N sat next to Haruhi, while Sin and Ivy sat on the other side of the table. Sin glared at Haruhi, not bothering to play nice. He was incredibly jealous, as he always seemed to be. Y/N knew that and gladly used it against him.

As the H/C haired teen laughed at something Ivy had said, Haruhi took the time to really inspect her.

'Up close, she's really pretty.' He thought, biting the inside of his cheek. 'I don't get it. Tamaki-senpai and the others all said she was a total witch but I don't see the problem.'

The girl in question looked at him and he tilted his head. She grinned. He was so adorable and naive, he would be so much fun to break. "I see why the hosts like you so much."

"Oh?"

She adjusted herself, facing him fully. Y/N leaned towards him, playfully flirtatious intentions in her E/C eyes. "You're adorable, smart too. It's so cool that you got into our school on a scholarship, not everyone can do that, Fujioka."

"I could." Sin spat, arms crossed as a sour expression washed over him. He grinned confidently. "I'm at the top of my class, did you know that, Y/N?"

"Shush." Ivy growled, kicking him from under the table. He glared at her. "You're pathetic. Seriously, I might start crying from how desperate you are."

"Well, thank you." Haruhi smiled a little. "You're pretty adorable, too, though."

Y/N smiled, leaning her chin on her palm, playing the role of the lovesick girl. "Aw, really? You're a natural at this host thing...you might make me blush."

Sin's eye twitched. He had seen this routine time and time again yet somehow this time was ten times worse than any other.

"Thanks." Haruhi smiled. Y/N almost considered sparing him. Almost.

"Well, we should probably call it a night." Y/N sighed with a pout. "Can I have your phone number?"

"I actually don't have a phone, I'm sorry."

"What?" She mocked surprise. Of course the poor kid didn't have one, but this fit right in with her plans. "Well, we have to go get you one then!"

"Wait, seriously? What are you talking about?"

Ivy and Sin said their goodbyes, Ivy dragging the blonde haired boy along after he tried to trail Y/N and Haruhi.

Y/N carefully let her fingers brush against Haruhi's wrist, as if asking to hold his hand. Haruhi looked at her, surprised and honestly a bit flustered.

He smiled a little and held out his hand. Y/N took it, entwining their fingers. She led him into a huge mall, one that Haruhi felt criminal for even looking at. He felt like he could be charged his entire life's savings just for glancing at any of the items.

The girl led him into a beautiful, sleek electronics store and made a beeline for the cellphones. She scanned through and grabbed a box, the latest model of an incredibly advanced mobile phone.

"Oh...you don't have to..." Haruhi trailed off, not wanting her to buy something so nice for him. Y/N only giggled.

"How else will I text you good morning everyday?" She asked, winking at him. He blushed and looked at the ground with a smile, following her to checkout.

She purchased the phone with her card, then handed the box to the brown haired scholar student.

Haruhi thanked her, but she waved her hand. Y/N offered to walk him home and he hesitantly agreed, not really wanting her to see just how poor he was compared to someone as prestigious as her.

When they reached his home, Y/N stopped him before he went inside. She cupped his face in her hands and lightly brushed her lips against his.

His entire face exploded in red, and only grew darker when she pulled away and smiled at him. "I hope we can become close, Haruhi Fujioka."

"Yeah."

Y/N left and he sighed, walking into his apartment, only for someone to run over, sweeping him up in a tight hug.

"Haruhi, who was that girl who just kissed you!?"

"Dad..." Haruhi whined. "That's just
Y/N."

"Who's Y/N!? I won't let anyone taint my precious little girl!"

Right. Haruhi Fujioka, the Natural Type of the host club, was a female. Biologically speaking, anyway. Not that anyone but the host club knew.

"Dad, she's not so bad." Haruhi argued. "She bought me this." The brunette held up the phone, still neatly in the box.

Ryouji gasped. "What a darling girl! Why don't you invite her around sometime soon, hmmm?"

"Well your tune sure changed quick..."

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Hikaru and Kaoru sat on their bed, leaning on each other and looking at Kaoru's phone, on which  they were scrolling through Y/N's shared Instagram account with Ivy.

The more recent photos were all taken by Ivy (they assumed) of Y/N at the dinner table with Haruhi, getting close and smiling and making the commoner blush profusely.

However, the most recent one was a selfie of Y/N, her lipgloss slightly smeared onto her chin. The caption made their eyes narrow.

ivyxyn- sometimes you have to kiss a commoner to realize just how chapped their lips are :( I'll have to buy him some chapstick

It was obvious that she was talking about Haruhi. They were mad, extremely livid.

Not only because she had chosen their new host as her target, but also because she had the audacity to kiss another person while still in a relationship with them!

Well...that's what Hikaru thought, at least. He was positive that Y/N, Kaoru and himself were still together, that
Y/N loved them. As much as Kaoru wanted to agree, he couldn't. He knew Y/N was done with them.

But that didn't necessarily mean they were done with her.