Another Host (M!reader x Ouran Highschool Host Club)

21

"It's been a good while, senpai! You still popular?"

Oikawa puffed his chest out confidently,
"You know it! How come you never call me, (y/n)-chan? I missed you!"

"I figured you'd be busy with volleyball and call me when you could,"
You explained, making the third year fell just a hint of guilt.

"Your friends are a little weird,"
He commented, mainly staring at the blonde who was making his own hamster nest.

"They're all into that girl aren't they?"
He spoke in a whisper.

You nodded with a sigh,
"They're too rich to figure it out. Pretty obvious though,"

Oikawa hummed,
"Hm. Well they're fools not to be throwing themselves at you too!"

"Isn't that the truth!"
You laughed quietly, trying not to draw too much attention.

"I thought we were your friends?! Are we or aren't we?!"

Everyone looked over to see Hikaru yelling and Haruhi before running off, followed by his twin.

You sighed,
"Then again, maybe it's a good thing. That one's got it bad,"

Oikawa leaned back in his seat, starting to get just a little bored sitting around. Then he got an idea that'd hopefully provide enough entertainment.

In a loud voice, he spoke,
"(Y/n), I'm still your most favorite, reliable, and generally amazing senpai, right?"

Before answering, you made sure to take a quick glance around to room to make sure none of the upperclassmen were paying attention. Thankfully, the coast was clear, so you began your answer.

"Y-"

"I'd suggest you think over your answer,"
Kyoya slid a chair over to your table, sitting down with a cup of tea.

"Wha-?"

A shadow loomed over you, and you looked up to see Mori standing behind you with Honey on his shoulders.

The small blonde asked,
"It's me, right (y/n)-chan?"

Mori held an expression that showed a slight glimmer of hope.

"It's obviously me! As the leader of our group, it's a no brainer that I'm the most reliable-"

"It's definitely not you,"
You cut him off, making him fall to the ground with defeat.

"Why... not...?"
He managed to speak, Oikawa looking down at him with delight.

"I mean I guess you're reliable in general. But it's obvious you don't like me,"

"In any case, it's definitely me. I mean, why else would (y/n)-chan join a club with a watered down blonde version of me?"

"WATERED DOWN?! VERSION OF YOU?!"
Tamaki yelled while the volleyball player just had a mischievous smile on his face.

"(Y/n), you can't let this commoner insult your king like this!"

Instead of defending him, you grabbed his ear lobe and tugged it down towards you.