Fandom x Reader OTP Challenge

Day 29: Doing Something Sweet - Honey

Day 29: Doing Something Sweet – Honey-Sempai
For giantstorylover
A/N: Who wants me to reboot this challenge so you guys can keep requesting?

You approached the third music room with excitement bubbling in your chest. You loved spending your afternoons with the Host Club. You weren't romantically interested in any of them, so you didn't mind watching them fawn over other girls for the sake of the club. In fact, you found it entertaining. You loved seeing the shock on Tamaki's face when Haruhi had more requests than he did, and the smirk on Kyoya's lips when the King sulked in his corner, and the love on the twins' faces when they acted out their Brotherly Love bit, and the pure joy in Honey-Sempai's eyes when he had something sweet to snack on.
You personally loved spending time with the sweet-loving boy-child. He was cute and energetic and he rarely got upset. You would sit with him for hours at the snack table, chatting and snacking on cakes and tea. There was a sweetness inside him that couldn't be matched by a cookie or cupcake.

You pulled open the door and music greeted you. The Host Club was already in full swing, and class had only gotten out five minutes ago. You smiled as you walked inside and looked around. The boys were doing a formal theme today. Everyone was wearing a tuxedo with a different colored bowtie. Honey's was pink, Mori's purple, Tamaki had blue, Kyoya black, Haruhi had red, and Hikaru and Kaoru had green.
You sat on one of the large plush couches and accepted the cup of tea that Tamaki offered you. "You guys look so nice today," you complimented.
Tamaki's tan features turned a deep red as he smiled. "Thank you, m'lady."
"You know," a familiar voice came from behind you. A black tuxedo-clad arm draped across your shoulders.
"Rumor has it-" an equally familiar voice continued, and another arm attacked your shoulders from the other side.
"-that you like sweet things," the first voice said, and you distinguished between them, finding that the first one had been Hikaru.
You looked up, your eyes darting between the both of them as they lingered on either side of you. You chuckled softly at their antics. "Yes, I do," you affirmed. "Can either of you two help with that?"
The next thing you knew, a curled up ball of giggles was dumped in your lap. Looking closer, you saw that it was Honey-sempai. The boys had left him with you. You laughed and helped him sit up, though he insisted on staying in your lap. You spotted a tray of mini cakes to the right, so you reached out with a hand and slid it from the small table it had been sitting on. With a grin on your lips you waved the plate in front of Honey, and his eyes opened immediately. He reached out and plucked a cake from the plate before you set it on the couch. You grabbed your own treat from the pile and hummed softly when you bit into it, strawberry crème filling your mouth.
Sitting with Honey-sempai calmed you. You were often stressed over your classwork. Going to a school for rich kids meant that intelligence wasn't required to get in, and you hadn't been prepared for a lot of the classes you were taking. You struggled through assignments in almost every class, resulting in late night cram sessions and exhausted mornings, which led to fatigue and crankiness.
This was why you loved the Host Club and their daily meetings in the third music room. Everything was happy and light-hearted, helping you temporarily forget about your academic struggles. You would talk to Haruhi about how she was fitting in, and the twins about how close they really were, and Kyoya about what it was like being in charge, and Tamaki about what the next theme would be, and Mori about how protective he was over Honey, and Honey about his love of sweets. You would then sit somewhere with the blond, either on the couch or at a snack table, and you'd idly chat while watching him stuff his cheeks with pastries and treats. You'd sometimes nibble on one yourself, but you enjoyed much more watching him than actually eating.

A soft song began floating through the music room, and girls squealed as they fought over which host they got to dance with. You hadn't planned on participating until Honey-sempai looked up at you with big, pleading cocoa brown eyes that sparkled in the bright lights, and your heart melted. His lips formed an excited grin as he grabbed your hand, leaving Usa-chan behind on the couch while he dragged you to the dance floor. You smiled at his excitement, lifting him into your arms. He was the size of a small child, so you wrapped your arms around his waist and held him close. His arms secured around your waist and a contented smile beamed on his lips, his eyes closed.
People around you let out cooing noises as you swayed to the beat with Honey in your arms. Girls normally fought over his childlike attention, but people thought you were so cute together that they let you be. The other Hosts knew that you needed the distraction, so they made sure you were able to lose yourself for a day.
When the song ended, you set Honey-sempai on the floor and shuffled back to the couch. Instead of continuing to dance, he joined you, offering you a chocolate-covered strawberry while he picked up a marbled cupcake. You spent the rest of the afternoon nibbling on sweets and watching the festivities with Honey-sempai falling asleep against your side.