ouran host club x reader

talkative - mori

hey !! i'm back again, and i decided to give you guys some fluff for all the angst i put you through, and all of you love mori so i decided to put him into this one, and i surprised you with a very cute imagine ;) enjoy! also if you guys are wondering why y/n only calls mori "takashi", it's because they're in the same year. and haruhi calls y/n "y/n-senpai" because y/n is two years older.

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Yes, people might say that Mori of the host club doesn't talk too much. It's not like he can't talk, it's more like he doesn't want to. He finds it hard to talk and be himself in a room full of people, so he chooses not to, well uh, until he met you, of course.

Watching you from the other end of the classroom as you walked into the room, holding your books tight to your chest as you looked around in pure nervousness, and the first thing he noticed was your eyes, the way they were filled with such innocence, like you haven't been corrupted by the evil of the earth, he just couldn't stop staring at you.

When your homebase teacher introduced you, he thought about how nice your name rolled off his tongue. Y/N... Y/N...

He doesn't usually feel this way about anyone, he doesn't care about the other women in the room unless he's with the host club, but besides that, he barely even takes notice of their presence.

He remembered the way you scanned your eyes across the room, staring at the people who had empty spots next to them and trying to guess if they were going to cause you trouble, and then your eyes landed on him.

He gulped hard and you smiled at him, making your way towards the desk that was yet to be taken by you, that was right next to him.

You flattened the wrinkles of your dress when you walked over to him, your skin glowed in his eyes, and he didn't know if he should be nervous or excited about you choosing to sit beside him when he knew there were many other guys who would probably suit your taste.

You took notice of him looking your way, so you averted your eyes towards him and waved, which he found adorable, he couldn't believe he had ever seen someone like you, who was definitely out of his league.

"Hi, I'm Y/N!" You said brightly, sticking out your hand for him to shake. He was taken back by your action, people know that he's not good at talking, maybe you didn't acknowledge that because you were new?

Today was different though, he was thriving with confidence and he knew that he couldn't get to know you without making some kind of move, so he tried pushing down his walls to form some more words than he usually replied with.

"Y/N, hey I'm Naomi and since you're new here you probably don't know that this guy here," Naomi patted Mori's back, an awkward smile upon her face, "isn't much of a talk-"

"Hello Y/N. My name is Takashi Morinozuka, please just call me Mori."

Sweat started forming on Naomi's forehead, the brown haired girl turned to look at Mori with pure embarrassment, and you sat there confused, but a wide smile appeared on your face as you laughed.

"Nice to meet you Naomi, Mori, hopefully we can become good friends!"

And that's how it all started, how he found himself starting to fall deeper and deeper in love with you, and he somehow got used to talking to you nonstop, which amused most people in the school.

"Y/N-senpai, it's time to confess your feelings to Mori-senpai," Haruhi patted your back while you sat on her bed, ranting about how you've tried to get Takashi's attention, but he seemed like he wasn't interested (funny thing is that he is).

"But he never shows me any signs of wanting anything more than just a friendship," you groaned, faceplanting into a pillow.

"Are you serious? You're really blind, I hope you know that," Haruhi scoffed, rolling her eyes in the process.

"What do you mean?" You asked, your words muffled by the pillow but clear enough for Haruhi to hear you.

"Mori-senpai is literally crazy about you, he is always talking when you're with him and if that isn't enough proof, I really don't know what is," the brown haired girl sighs. The confusion hit you, did Takashi not talk that much around people? You never noticed because when he is around you, he always talks and tells you his problems and what was annoying you, or he'd compliment something about you which almost every guy did.

You rolled over and then sat up, looking at Haruhi. "Do you really think he has feelings for me?"

Haruhi smiled and nodded. "Yeah, with no doubt."

-

A few hours later you decided to call Takashi, you didn't want to hide these feelings forever, and if there was a chance Takashi might love you as much as you love him, maybe this was worth a shot.

As soon as you arrived at the 24/7 café you were meeting at, you saw Takashi sitting looking down at his hands like something was on his mind.

You inhaled deeply, before going to sit next to him.

"Hey Takashi, I-I really need to tell you something," he looked at you, his tall form practically towering over you.

He wasn't talking, and it was strange. He always talks around you. Did he not like you anymore? Was what Haruhi said not true? Oh well. You're too far into this plan to back out now.

"If you're not going to talk, I will," you sighed, "I'm in love with you Takashi. I started liking you the day I met you, but I thought it was some high school crush, I thought it was just because I was attracted to your looks, but after a month, I realized that there was something more that I liked that wasn't your looks, you have a kind heart and I love you for it.."

Silence.

Absolute silence.

You were beginning to think all of this was a terrible idea, you remembered that one girl he rejected when she told him she liked him, but he didn't even tell her he didn't like her. He just stayed silent and looked down.

Say something, please Takashi..

"Well um, that's all I had to say, bye now," you got up and began walking away, cursing yourself for being so stupid.

Of course he doesn't feel the same way! God, why am I so stupid? Seriously, you thought to yourself, mentally hitting yourself.

"Never, never again," you said to yourself, "am I confessing without proof another guy likes m-"

You were cut off by a hand pulling you back, making you turn around to face whoever held onto you.

Takashi!

He pressed his lips onto yours, his soft plump ones moving in sync with your own.

You wrapped your arms around his neck while he held onto your waist, it honestly felt like heaven, and you wanted more.

You pulled away for air, with a grin on your face.

Takashi smiled, moving a piece of hair out of your face, "so, about you being in love with me.."