ouran host club x reader

a different kind of love - haruhi

i'm back and better than ever bitches. i'm trying something new!! haruhi x fem!reader, it's gonna be really cute so be prepared.

word count ; 1441

You gulped, staring at the school that stood in front of you. You felt anxious, staring at the students that walked inside, they were all beautiful and handsome kids and you thought of yourself as... Eh...

You felt as if the yellow dress didn't fit you, like you weren't the same person when you put on the school uniform. The material was tight fitted around your torso, and the small black heels still had you stumbling.

It felt like yesterday when you were ironing your shirts and pants, folding your bed sheets and playing with the kids around the orphanage.

Yes, you're an orphan. You were abandoned when you were young, but you didn't miss your parents. You can't miss something you never had, you always told yourself, but back then, you always wondered about how it would be like to have a real family that would love you and take care of you.

But you never experienced the wonderful thoughts of yours.

No one wanted a teenager, at least that's what you thought. You've been through fifthteen years of your life, watching as kids walked out the door with their new families, wishing and hoping someone would choose you.

No one ever did end up picking you out of the group of cute children, until your sixteenth birthday.

A wealthy family walked through the brown wooden doors of the small orphanage, a woman who wore a black haired bun on top of her head and her face perfectly sculpted, a few loose strands of brown hair fell down as she walked into the building. She wore a black pencil skirt with a white blazer, and a white dress shirt.

The woman walked with such elegance and grace, you stared at her the whole time as she spoke with the care taker. You gulped, watching as the other kids jumped for joy, and you already knew you weren't going to be the one going with the woman.

"I want to adopt a child," the woman spoke in a soft voice, but loud enough for everyone to hear. You looked down, tears forming in your eyes as you sighed.

Child. Everyone wants a child, and you weren't one anymore. You felt as if you were going to be here until you turned eighteen, the year you wanted to leave this place for good, but when the woman walked up to you, your heart began skipping beats.

"What's your name?" She asked, lifting your chin while the other children watched in amusement.

"Um," you stuttered, blood rushing to your cheeks as the woman smiled at you, "my name is Y/N."

"Well Y/N," she began, staring at you with a pair of chocolate brown eyes that were filled with nothing but love, "how would you feel about joining our family?"

That was roughly six months ago, and when you were officially adopted by the woman named Hana Aki, she welcomed you into the family like you were one of her own.

You were delighted by the gifts and surprises she passed to you, warmth spreading throughout your body with a smile plastered on her face. She made you feel comfortable with everything, you've denied her gifts because you didn't want her spending so much on you, but she gave them to you anyways.

That was only on the car drive back to her home.

She pulled up to iron gates, and you were greeted by a large villa, trees surrounding the beautiful house as she pulled up to the front door.