Benefits || Kyoya Ootori x Reader

Chapter 23: Reluctant Outing P.1

You're awaken by the sounds of voices and shuffling in the bedroom. You feel yourself being held tightly to Kyoya's body and you're momentarily glad he went to sleep, but the voices continue. You peel your eyes open and look around to unsurprisingly spot the boys at the edge of the bed. Instead of freaking out, you look to the bedside clock and see 7:34a.m. shown in red lettering.

"Doesn't this sound fascinating, Kyoya?" Tamaki gushes. "Commoners hold these events all the time! They're called expos; that's commoner lingo for exposition. All these products are gathered under one roof so underprivileged people can cope with the emptiness of not being able to travel."

"Tamaki, get out," you mumble, closing your eyes and leaning back into Kyoya's warm body.

"Sorry, (Y/N), but you nor Haruhi can come or you'll harm our credibility of being impartial observers," Tamaki says cheerfully.

Tamaki and The Twins skip over and shake Kyoya to get him to wake up, which you know is probably irritating him to no end. You manage to watch the scene play out even in your half-asleep state. Kyoya loosens his arms around you and sits up in bed with messy hair dangling in front of his terrifying face, causing the guys to jump back in fright.

"For your information, I was up until five in the morning, you morons, which if you haven't noticed makes me a little less than happy about being woken up," Kyoya says with a horrifying calmness. "If you formulated halfwits feel like wasting all afternoon on worn out, old cliches, then go right ahead and do it yourselves."

Kyoya flips back onto the mattress and immediately turns over to rest his face on your shoulder with his arm slinged across your torso. You hold him to you and close your eyes since you, too, are exhausted and pray for them to go away.

"Well, if that's what you really want..." Tamaki mutters. "You heard the man! Now, let's dress him to the nines and head to the expo!"

In your restful state, you feel Kyoya tugged away from you, but you're too tired to care. One way or another, they would have gotten Kyoya to go to the expo and nothing would stop them. You lay with your eyes closed as they dress him and whisk away to town.

Not fifteen minutes later, your phone rings and you lazily grab it off the nightstand and hold it to your ear.

"Hello?" you murmur.

"Hey, I want to go to this expo in town, can you maybe borrow Kyoya's car and give me a ride?" Haruhi voice asks.

You grin into your pillow ironically. "Yeah, sounds great. I'll be there in twenty."

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"I didn't know if you wanted to join me," Haruhi says.

"Yeah, I like looking at the different products when I get the chance," you reply.

"I hope Kyoya isn't mad about us borrowing his car."

You chuckle. "I think he's okay with it."

You casually stroll through the aisles and past stands of different marketing ploys that try to trick consumers. You and Haruhi turn a corner and you stop when seeing your boyfriend looking disheveled but delectable with unruly hair and wearing a long-sleeved tan shirt with dark trousers. The best part is the anger written all over his face.

"Kyoya," you call, approaching him.

"I didn't expect to see you here," Haruhi comments.