His White Rose {Tamaki Suoh x Female Reader}

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"I said: who's is this?" Ryuk snarled, grabbing (Y/N) by the top of her t-shirt and yanking her forwards aggressively.

"Mine?" she replied flatly, keeping her eyes averted from Ryuk's flaming ones. She figured her snarky reply wasn't the best approach for an angry Ryuk as his body language only got more furious. He pulled her even closer by the shirt rim and made sure their faces were level.

"Don't lie," he fumed, body almost shaking with anger. "I knew I couldn't trust you!" he furiously exclaimed, pushing the girl away, causing her to stumble backwards and land on her bed - the same bed that not even ten minutes prior her and Tamaki had been cuddling in.

The boy studied the shirt, determined to find a small detail that could prove his theories right. Instinctively, he smelt the shirt for any trace of aftershave.

"It's Tamaki's."

The sentence was enough to make (Y/N)'s blood run cold. "No? What makes you think that?" She was quick to defend herself.

"It's his aftershave, there's no way you can fool me."

"No!" she replied in an instant, tone almost a dead giveaway; she kept herself composed, however. Luckily, she'd already thought of multiple reasons in her mind. "No," she repeated, "it's my shirt."

"No it's no-"

"Listen. Whilst you were away, although you weren't away for as long as you were supposed to be, I thought I'd miss you," she lied, watching Ryuk's face read confusion. "I went to the store and got aftershave to make one of my shirts smell like you, only I couldn't find your aftershave, so had to settle for some other. It could be the same one Tamaki uses, but that'd be a crazy coincidence," she chuckled. "I told you I wouldn't do anything!" she said, giving a small smile and a humble shoulder shrug.

Ryuk's face turned pink from embarrassment. "Oh, right, yeah," he mumbled, feeling stupid about how he reacted.

"Yeah," repeated (Y/N), who stood with her arms crossed and a displeased look upon her face. "You need to learn to trust me."

"S- Sorry."

"Ok. Get out now, please, I was having a very nice sleep before you rudely interrupted," she spoke, clearly annoyed he'd disturbed her sleep - to his knowledge, anyway. Truthfully, she was pissed off that he'd caused herself and Tamaki to stop cuddling.

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It wasn't long after (Y/N) had managed to fall asleep (again) that she was woken up one more. "Get out," she groggily mumbled, opening one eye to see Carla's familiar red head of hair and Langa's blue hair leaning above her.

"Nope!" the siblings said at the same time, each grabbing one of (Y/N)'s arms and hoisting her upright. Their mannerisms were something (Y/N) knew all too well, they were extremely similar to what Hikaru and Kaoru would do.

"Sibling shopping day!" shouted Carla, jumping about excitedly as an unresponsive (Y/N) remained sat upright on her bed.

The blue haired boy, who had just been watching the stationary (Y/N), gently shook her. He quietly chuckled to himself, thinking it wouldn't be all that surprising if she'd fallen back asleep. "(Y/N), if you don't get up, I'll take a picture and send it to Tamaki," he taunted, causing the girl to immediately spring out of bed.

Even at 7:30am, a threat such as that was enough to energise the girl completely. "Don't you dare!" she warned frantically, quickly selecting a dress for the day from her wardrobe and hastily walking to her bathroom to change.

Once there, (Y/N) took one glance at her grumpy morning face and knew she needed to get ready. She tried her best to keep her routine to a minimum as she could tell Carla wanted to get off soon. In the mirror, (Y/N) quickly threw her hair into a low ponytail, which was accompanied by a few white hairclips either side of her face, to match her white halter neck dress. She carefully added a few silver bracelets to her wrists and a silver necklace with a small, dainty dragonfly charm hanging off the light chain. Lastly, she applied some mascara to her lashes, some blush to her cheeks, some highlighter to crucial points like her nose, cheeks and inner eye, and some tinted lip gloss to her (still un-kissed) lips.