Hidden Relationship and Wedding Crashers

Hosting

You blush. "Why thank you" you giggled. The brown haired boy across from you smiled.
"You are quite pretty. And funny, too. I wish more girls were like you."
"That's so sweet! More boys should be like you, such a gentleman!"
He looked genuinely happy, which was good, because he did seem like a nice guy. You were about to start talking again, when you heard Kyoya announce that the Host Club was closed for the day.
All the hosts (and hostess) met in the center of the room.
"You did so well, (y/n)! A natural host, like Haruhi!" Praised Tamaki as he wrapped an arm around Haruhi.
"Yes, you will benefit the club greatly." Kyoya stated. "Male guests will enjoy this."
"We should celebrate with cake!" Honey leaped out of his seat. Mori calmed him down quickly. The hosts began to leave, and you went up to Kyoya. "So, I'm just here to make money for you guys?"
"It's more than that." He replied without averting his eyes from his black book.
"What do you mean by that?"
"We like you here."
You smiled. "Doesn't exactly seem like you do."
You earned his gaze at that. "I do."
"Prove it." You began to feel cocky.
Kyoya got up and pinned you against the wall. He kissed you passionately, his arm pulling you closer. You kissed back, wrapping your arms around him. He was warm, and felt safe. When Kyoya pulled away, he kept his arms around your torso. "Proof enough?"
You smirked. "Not sufficient yet."
Kyoya grinned at this, and plunged into another deep kiss. His hand crept up your back and caressed your neck. You tingled with pleasure at his touch. You ended the kiss, and said. "Now I believe you."