OHSHC X Reader One Shots

Papercuts (Original)

Reader's P.O.V (First Person)

It wasn't fate that brought me here, like Haruhi. Nor was it breaking expensive vases or being voluntold (when your parent volunteer/tell you to do something) to get work experience. It was actually by my own will. I wanted to run the family business someday. I wanted to be able to run it correctly and to do that I needed to learn how to manage money, to pay bills, and not spend all my cash. I needed to take some responsibility.

My solution: to be a secretary for the host club. Kyoya gets some help managing the host club activities and I get to spend time with the school's hottest guys. In my mind, it's a win-win situation for both me and Kyoya.

It wasn't exactly the easiest job, being sent on errands with Haruhi and all, but it has its perks. As their secretary, I was entitled to spend time with whichever host I wanted for a cheaper price. Of course, I wanted to spend time with a certain Honey, but I never took advantage of that. I'm just too shy and I'm not even sure if he would like me back.

Right now I'm in music room three at my desk beside the door. At least they were kind enough to get me a work space for all this paper work. With my job, I had to calculate how much things would cost for each event the host club holds. I could also approve or deny requests that people involved with the host club want.

This one girl wanted the guys to wear really tight swim suits. Denied! Although I would love to see that, there is no really revealing clothing allowed on campus grounds. I could still plan a field trip to the pool. Approved!

After this last paper, I will take a break before moving on to something else since the guys are gone. Maybe.

Next was a request for me to become a hostess from Kyoya and Tamaki. Denied! They send one in every other day. Of course, they both have different intentions. You see, Kyoya just wants to make more money by attracting males from having a female hostess. Tamaki wants me to officially become part of the host club family.

As I put the last request on a stack of papers, one of them runs across the top of my finger. A paper cut, ouch! Little beads of red start to well up across the miniature wound.

Seriously, how can a measly little paper cut end up bleeding this much? If it keeps this up, I'm going to need a band-aid!

I open one of the desk drawers only to find a lack of band-aids in the box.

Come on guys, at least throw away the empty box!

The doors burst open to reveal a concerned Honey.

"(Y/N), are you okay? Did anyone hurt you?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just a paper cut. Why?"

"Oh nothing... Hey, it looks like you could use a band-aid."

"I know, but there aren't any left."

Mori then appeared holding a band-aid. When did he get here? Oh well. He handed it over to Honey then left the room, silent as always.

Honey took my hand in his and inspected the cut before carefully placing the mini bandage on my finger.

"Does it feel better?"

"Yeah, though it's going to smart for a little while."

"That's okay, I can fix that for you!"

He leans over, his face getting closer to the band-aided finger, and kisses it. A red blush covers my face, but it doesn't seem the innocent Honey notices. As the starts to walk away, he turns to look at me. A sweet smile was plastered on his face.

"You want to have some cake with me, (Y/n)? It's free. I won't charge you."

A smile crept onto my face, proving me to be the happiest person in the world.

"Sure Honey, I would love to!"

Author's Note
Okay, so it might seem weird how Honey knew you were hurt. I thought that maybe, since he is experienced in multiple martial arts, that he could just smell the blood.

Sorry if he seemed OOC in this one-shot. I just felt like creating something cute and Honey came to mind.