Various X Male or Non-Binary Reader

Kyoya Ootori - What

"Kyoyaaa." Tamaki whinned slumped over the back of one of the fancy couches in the music room. Business was slow today for the hosts as it was a Monday evening and really, no one wants to stick around on Monday's.

"Yes Tamaki?" Kyoya asked filling out a form for next weeks supply of coffee.

"I'm bored." Tamaki whinned tossing and turning on the expensive couch. Tamaki pouted to himself as Kyoya just rolled his eyes beginning another form for next weeks sweets.

Suddenly Tamaki jumped from the couch. A bright grin upon his face.

"I know! I'll see if that boy (M/N) you like would come around!" Tamaki chuckled flipping open his phone. Kyoya snatched said phone out of the president host's hand. Smoothly closing it preventing such a call.

"No thank you Tamaki. You shouldn't bother (M/N). He's probably studying, or working." He stated. Though deep down he really wanted the boy to visit. He couldn't bother his "crush."

"But mommy dearest? Don't you like the boy? I mean he is quite charming." Tamaki asked. Kyoya's face grew red, out of annoyance and embarrassment.

"I rather not speak of it." Kyoya stated through gritted teeth. Slowly adding more pressure to his pen.

"But you do." Tamaki pressed. Kyoya let out another aggravated sigh and smacked the pen onto his clip-board.

"No. I do not. He is just a customer that happens to talk to me." Kyoya grumbled glaring at the blond King.

"So, you wouldn't mind if I asked him out right?" Tamaki asked. Kyoya's eyes widened.

"W-what?"

"I mean figuratively speaking. (M/N) and I are good friends. Though he isn't really my type... Anyway. You wouldn't be jealous right?" Tamaki asked, seemingly deep in thought. But keeping that oddly jokish tone of voice.

"No." Kyoya replied. Biting his tounge. He would not let Tamaki get an upper hand on him.

"Good." Tamaki chirped. Kyoya looked at the other with confusion.

"Because I'm asking him on a date~."

"WHAT?!"

Tamaki ran from the music room as Kyoya stood dumbfounded.

'He wouldn't...'

He couldn't take the chance. Kyoya bolted after Tamaki searching the mostly empty halls of Oran for any sign of the blond.

He ran down a few halls. Panting before scanning the windows. Only to see two figures in the courtyard. Kyoya's eyes went wide as he recognized the (h/c)ed figure standing next to an all to cocky Tamaki. Kyoya's blood boiled as he turned to the stairs.

Sprinting Kyoya slammed through the doors. Effectively giving his entrance a dramatic effect.

The Ravenet saw his target. Tamaki and (M/N) both gave their full attention to the male.

"Kyoya? What's up?" (M/N) asked knitting his brows in confusion.

"I need to talk to you." Kyoya stated grabbing the other lads wrist. Pulling him back towards the building. When a sudden pull presented itself. Kyoya looked back only to see a grinning Tamaki.

"Oh, but I was here first." Tamaki mused. Tugging (M/N) towards himself.

"Not now Tamaki. This is important." Kyoya grunted growing more and more annoyed at the Tamaki's actions.

"But I have to tell (M/N) of my undying lo-"

"LONELINESS!" Kyoya interrupted. Catching (M/N) and Tamaki by surprise. Usually Kyoya didn't care about such things but then again he was acting weird. This whole crush thing was new to him.

"Listen. Tamaki please just let me talk to (M/N). Alone." He begged. (M/N) looked at Kyoya confused, his eyes searching Kyoya's for something. A hint of what he wanted to say, but couldn't find it.

"Just let me talk to him Tamaki. I'll call you later." (M/N) said waving the blond away. Tamaki did his usual mushroom corner, but left the two.

"So what's up?" (M/N) asked Nonchalantly. Running a hand through his (h/t) tresses. Giving Kyoya that stupid rose petal effect.

Kyoya lost all thought at this point. He didn't know what to say to Tamaki, let alone (M/N). Though they had know eachother fairly well in the few times he came to the music room and requested him. Yes, (M/N) was the only openly gay student at Oran. Though others thought the hosts were too. Not that it's a surprise.

"Well, I don't... I uh." Kyoya fumbled over his words. Now that he was speaking to (M/N) out of his own free will. About himself. It was odd.

"Hold on Kyo." (M/N) said stopping Kyoya's embarrassing stutter. Using the nickname (M/N) had given him as children before they went to Oran. He reached in his pocket and flipped open his phone dramatically.

"Hello?" Kyoya watched in silence as the oldest son of The (Y/L/N) Company took an order call. Hurriedly scrambling to write down the order for the families world renounced paintings on his arm. An extremely unprofessional thing to do, but what could stop him? The (Y/L/N) family was very well known for the extreme artistic talent they possesed naturally. From painting to piano everyone knew the (Y/L/N) family was the best.

"Alright, yes sir, we'll get on that order right away sir." (M/N) said politely before hanging up.

"Sorry, we've been getting swamped with orders since people are replacing their winter pieces." (M/N) apologized.

"Yeah, a lot of people are visiting our clinics too." Kyoya said remembering the increasing number of people visiting for colds and allergies.

"Spring is just busy I suppose." (M/N) chuckled. Kyoya gave a slight chuckle himself.

"So, (M/N)?" Kyoya asked watching as (M/N) admired the cherry blossoms. Like he was taking a mental picture portrait. (That reference tho.)

"Yeah?"

"Do you like? Anyone?" Kyoya asked awkwardly. (M/N)'s eyes widened slightly.

"Hold on." (M/N) interrupted digging into his bag.

"Stay still." He instructed pulling out a camera (M/N) took a quick picture of the Ootori child.

"This would make an excellent painting." (M/N) mused flipping the camera around to show Kyoya the picture.

The screen displayed the son standing in a perfect lighting. The trees around frozen in a perfect pose as weak blossoms danced in the wind behind him. Speck long the background like stars in the night. Kyoya had been looking at the camera in surprise. For he wasn't expecting a surprise photo shoot.

"Yeah, it's nice." Kyoya grinned seeing as (M/N) was happy with the picture of him.

"Well I guess back to your question. I suppose I do. Why?" (M/N) asked . A small smirk playing upon his features. As Kyoya composed himself. Thinking of a way to finally tell (M/N) his feelings. It felt odd for him to give a confession, and not receive one. He took a deep breath looking the teen in the eye.

"Because I'm hoping its me." Kyoya suddenly stated. The other boy smiled and stepped forward, carefully wrapped his arms around the other. He brought his lips to the Vice President's ear and smirked.

"Well, I guess I have to say it's you now." (M/N) chuckled. A small smile played Kyoya's features.

"Wait really?" He asked in surprise.

"Yeah. I've liked you for a while. But~ Tamaki said you liked me already." (M/N) chuckled.

"WHAT!?"

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That was bad.
I'm sorry.
Next up is Armin Arlet. But feel free to drop ideas and requests in the comments or in my messages!
-Dan