The Host Club's Florist - An OHSHC Fanfiction

❀ Chapter 39 : Liatris❀

Sumire had spent the day walking around the local mall after getting lunch at a ramen shop, before exploring around the market to see if anything had changed since the last time she was here. 

A few of the locals remembered her and had stopped to have a quick chat, having silver hair did leave quite an impression. She was just glad to take her mind off of what had just transpired back at the pension. 

Stopping by the local sweets shop Sumire bought some fresh assorted mochi, one for her, one for Haruhi as an apology for flaking out when she said she'd be helping out with the chores even when she didn't need to, another for Kyoya because she felt like it and one for Honey because she was quite sure if he didn't get a whole box he'll eat everyone else's.

It was getting quite late when Sumire had started walking home but she didn't mind, the town was relatively safe and the cool night air was nice. She did put up her hood as her hair was starting to fly around and get tangled. 

She was still quite a ways far, mainly because she was dreading going back and was purposely walking slowly. A bright light flashed ahead of her and Sumire squinted at the sudden light blocking her eyes.

A sleek black limo she recognized from anywhere  came to a slow, the door opening almost ominously. 

With a dreadful sigh Sumire hopped in, the cool air of the air conditioning and Kyoya's scent of roses and peppermint immediately clouding her senses. The familiarity made her feel at home but she was pretty skeptical of what would happen.

"Another room was recently available and Tamaki took it. I reckon he would be staying as long as Haruhi is there," Kyoya broke the silence, the limo light was pretty dim making it rather hard for him to see Sumire, "Would you like to go back to the pension?"

"I don't want to but where would I go," Sumire mumbled playing with her bracelet pendant trying to occupy herself.

Kyoya thought for a while before answering, "You may stay with me if you would prefer," continuing after Sumire's raised eyebrow, "There are multiple guest room's available at my cottage and I would not mind the company."

"Well I really don't wanna be bugged by Tamaki tonight..."Sumire trailed off, "I guess if it's fine with you."

Signaling to the driver the limo turned around, heading to the cottage. Sumire's phone illuminated her face a bit, texting Haruhi of where she would be for the night. 

"Have you had dinner yet Sumire?" Kyoya turned to face Sumire who shook her head no, "Would you like to stop by somewhere to eat?"

Sumire tilted her head, "I can cook if you want, just like last time?"

"I would like that," Kyoya gave a smile, making Sumire smile a little, satisfied with the change of Sumire's mood he nodded, passing over his laptop to type what ingredients she would need.

In the middle of typing Sumire paused, "What do you like? To eat I mean."

"Anything spicy, but please, cook whatever you would deem appropriate."

"I'm crashing for the night the least I can do is make something you like."

"But-"

Sumire held up a finger, "No buts. I wanna thank you, for everything."

Kyoya wasn't sure to respond to that and ended up looking at Sumire who was now back to typing.

"Whoa," Sumire exclaimed looking around, "I'm pretty sure cottages are meant to be smaller."

"It only has two guest bedrooms, it's rather small," Kyoya led the way upstairs, "But fit for a small number of people."