Jealous!Tamaki X Male!Reader

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A/N: Okay I don't know what I was thinking. I felt like this should be a thing, which it probably has. This isn't a request, unless you count requests from the author legit requests. So anyways, on with show! By the way, Male!Reader-san smirks a lot, I don't know why XD.

"Oh, (m/n), you're SOOO romantic!," This one girl gushed at (m/n). He just smirked and held her hand and said, "Only for you, doll." Nearby, the girls swooned. Some fainted. (M/n) laughed inwardly. This happened a lot, as he was the "Bad Boy" Host in the Host Club. He wore his uniform differently, with the tie slung on his neck and coat unbuttoned. His messy (color) hair and (color) eyes added on to his appearance. Kyoya gave you a smirk and a look, which you returned. He knew that (m/n) brought in the most customers, therefore being the most productive money-making bad-boy machine.

Meanwhile, Tamaki was fuming inside. He didn't like too many girls near HIS (m/n). It made him jealous inside that girls could provoke the "romantic and flirty side" of (m/n), even though it was just an act. He liked, no LOVED, (m/n) and seeing all this made him really jealous.

(M/n) looked at Tamaki, who seemed to be really angry, at something. (M/n) frowned. He didn't like that Tamaki was feeling bad, because Tamaki was generally happy around him and (m/n) liked it. In fact, he liked everything about Tamaki, considering that Tamaki was his long time crush. Maybe its 'cause I'm flirting with the ladies? No, that's my job, he thought. Either way, he would find out what was wrong with Tamaki.

(Timeskip : After-Hours of the Host Club.)

"Oi, Tamaki, can I speak to you for a sec?" (M/n) called to the Rose King. Tamaki slightly blushed. The "Bad Boy" (m/n) wanted to talk to him? He strutted over to the doors, where (m/n) was waiting, and said, "Yes? What did you need?" (M/n) smirked and wrapped an arm around the slightly shorter guy's waist. "Let's go somewhere private, shall we?"

Tamaki lit up like a Christmas tree, he was blushing so hard. Holding his hand, Tamaki walked with (m/n) to an empty janitors closet. Once inside (It was very cramped, so they had like, 3 inches of space between them), (m/n) kinda pinned Tamaki to the wall of the closet.

"Tamaki, what's wrong? You're acting all, I dunno, JEALOUS? Why is that?" (M/n) stated rather bluntly. He smirked, taking in satisfaction in seeing Tamaki blush and stutter. "W-well, I-I was j-jealous at t-the girls for h-hanging out w-with you," Tamaki stuttered uncharacteristically.

(M/n) slightly blushed, Tamaki was JEALOUS? But he couldn't blame him, he was THAT handsome. "Well Tamaki, do you like me then? Or are you jealous that the title of the "king" is slipping from your hands?" (M/n) smirked, Tamaki was so easy to tease.

Tamaki blushed harder then ever before, his face ruby red, putting all roses to shame of his blushy-ness. "Y-yes, I-I like you. A-a lot." Tamaki confessed, rather dejectedly, looking downwards. What he didn't notice, in all his wallowing, were two strong arms wrapping around his slender frame, pulling him closer to the other male. "Oi, don't get your panties in a twist. I like you a lot, too, idiot." (M/n) gave a Chesire grin and held him close.

Tamaki never felt any happier. The guy he liked, for a long time, liked him back. He suddenly leaned forwards and put his lips on (m/n)'s. (M/n) was surprised, because he didn't really think Tamaki had it in him. He then mentally shrugged and kissed back passionately. Unfortunately for them, air was becoming a problem in the small closet and they had to break their moment.

"So, doll, my house is close by. Wanna go and continue where we left off, doll?" Asked (m/n) suggestively. Tamaki blushed and buried his face in (m/n)'s chest. "Y-yes," Tamaki whispered. (M/n) grinned, picked him up, ran out of the closet and to his house.

(Timeskip: The next morning)

Tamaki woke up, feeling kind of drained from last night. He blushed at the thoughts of last night. As he tried to get up, two arms pulled him back into a cuddly chest. "Stay." (M/n) said. "But I can't, I have Host Club duties!" (M/n) sighed and said," Doll, they won't care. Now, stay." "Oh fine." And they cuddled for the whole day, until (m/n) got bored and started last night's events all over again.



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