Yandere Ohshc x Male oc

Chap 8: Tropics

While Yuuto didn't understand how he hadn't already noticed, he did understand why Tamaki rushed to close the curtain, pulling him away to a couch right after. He was panicked to the point that he was almost yelling as he began to explain the conundrum he'd just stumbled across.

"Mm. I already knew though..."
"I know you knew! How is it that I didn't?! Do my loving members not trust me enough to tell me? Do they even know?"
"I think they do."
"And they didn't tell me!"
He circled back, stuffing his head into his palms as he held his arms up with his elbows resting on his knees.

Yuuto's hand lay lightly on his back, giving him slight comfort from his embarrassment.

"You should apologize though," He abruptly stated, moving his hand to the others head.

"I'm sure she was disturbed by the disruption."
He gave Tamaki's hair a tussle then stood. His finger moving to gesture at the other who seemed almost starstruck.

"Come."

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Tamaki followed the other until they came across Haruhi, who was sitting upon the couch.
Yuuto pushed Tamaki ahead, gesturing towards the girl.

"Haruhi?"
She looked up, head tilting slightly as she waited for Tamaki to speak again.

"I'm sorry for barging in on you. I didn't realize..."
"It's alright Tamaki-senpai. I'd appreciate it if it didn't happen again though..." she kind of giggled to herself as the other sighed in relief.

Yuuto nudged him again and glanced at Haruhi then the boy.

"Oh! And I'm sorry for running off to talk to Yuuto about it instead of saying sorry right away."
"I was wondering where you were headed off to... well that's fine too but you really shouldn't have to confide in other to realize you need to apologize..."
Yuuto nodded along but embraced the other nonetheless as he turned around and flung himself into his large body.
Tamaki looked up, arms looped around the others torso and waited.

"Good boy."
Tamaki squealed under his breath at the praise, similarly to the way his fans would, then swung the other around to the best of his ability.

"I am, aren't I..!"  He exclaimed and Haruhi felt  a strong urge to roll her eyes.

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Later in the day, Yuuto wandered into the club through the doors, not long before they open the club to its participants. He felt a heat hit his skin and an abnormal sort of warm dampness through the air.

Kyoya stood near the door, clipboard in hand watching as delivery men installed bizarre contraptions and keeping a note on their performance. The environment was very tropical-esque and Yuuto felt he could easily pick out the theme for the day.

"Yuuto."
As he addressed him, Kyoya's eyes flew to the other as if sensing his presence.

"Please put this on." He reached for a small bag placed beside his feet, glancing at a tag before picking it up and placing it in the taller's arms.

"Quickly as possible please, you were a bit late." He was obviously not mad, though his voice held a scolding undertone to it as he walked off glancing down at the board and pen in his hands again.

Yuuto ruffled through the bag, grabbing the clothing and unveiling it in front of himself. It was small and exposed a lot.. though he'd wear it to appease the leader and his angry, stressed co-manager.

As he held the clothes up to himself jewellery fell to the floor, clanking as a piece of cloth fell on top of it to cover it. He didn't know what the cloth was for, but he grabbed them both either way and swiftly set off to change into what he was provided.

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The pants were baggy and rose to his calf, which made his legs look somewhat strange and puffy like the Michelin man

On top of the bottoms was a rich in colour cloth that covered just his lower torso and pants-covered thighs. The golden appearance of the layered necklaces placed upon his nape nicely complimented the hue of the cloth, making his outfit pleasing to the eyes.
The dark red colouring made the built boy look regal, king-like in a way that was undeniable.

He thought it looked quite good.

And so did the the twins, who greeted him as soon as he left the stall in which he changed in. They stood closely to the door, thankfully avoiding any collateral damage that could have taken place.

"Hello..." He slowly let out in a way that informed the two that he likely knew what the cause of the their misdeeds was.

"Hi Yuu!" A red-faced Hikaru almost yelled back, too flustered to acknowledge the implication of the others tone. Kaoru nudged his twin in his rib cage, something that gained him a yelp and a confused look from Yuuto.
He didn't pay attention to either, grabbing Yuuto by his arm and yanking him away.

"Let's go show the club members huh? You look sooo good!" He was clearly exaggerating, though he was not lying, he just felt his strange brother could use some... privacy and quickly attempted to assist him.
He easily followed, fully willing to escape the scenario involving the bright red Hikaru.

The cloth he did not know the use of was crumpling in his large hands as he was dragged away and thrown from member to member in Kaoru's hurried attempt at distraction.

He halted in front of Mori, who Kaoru displayed him to last. Yuuto dropped the small piece of red fabric in his hands and began his question, though before he even could even open his mouth, Mori grabbed his head.

He pushed back any hair laying against Yuuto's forehead and strung the cloth across the now barren surface, ruffling his hair after he finished the action.

"Looks good." Mori nodded and allowed the other to thank him for both the help and compliment before walking off to join sides with Honey.

Haruhi burst in the door not long after, borderline hyperventilating as she panted and wheezed, her back against the clubs door.
She seemed happy, well, happy as one could be while trying to breathe as though they'd just faced an attempted drowning. No one else shared this sentiment though, due to her tardiness.

The club was dead-silent, they had been since Kaoru dragged Yuuto in dressed as he was, so Yuuto was the one who felt responsible to give the girl a stern talking to.

"Haruhi. Please be sure to keep on schedule."
"Sorry, senpai. I got caught up on studying."
She lowered her head in something of a bow to show her regret.

"It's better to be late with that reasoning, but be sure to set yourself a schedule that you can balance. If you need any help at all, ask."
"Thank you senpai. I will."
With that conversation over, Haruhi quickly switched the topic to what first caught her attention when entering the room.

"What's up in this place? It's spring right? And why's everybody dressed like that?"
"It's quite simple Haru, dear,"
Tamaki started, not seeing Haruhi shiver in discomfort at the nickname.

"While it is chilly outside, we want to keep our princesses hot, in their very own tropical paradise. I can think of only the cleverest plans for our dear customers!"
That was what Tamaki confidently believed, though when Kyoya leaned back and whispered into Haruhi's ear that it was his suggestion, Tamaki quickly lost his credibility. He mostly just wanted to see Yuuto dressed skimpy...
and the money was nice too...