Mystic Host Club

Slut?!

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You took Ray's hand and smiled at him, heart racing as your fingertips brushed together. But before he could lead you into the room you heard the stampede of women squeal and run up towards Ray, pushing you away from him and surrounding him. Only very few of them were recognizable as Unknown's fans from yesterday. You sighed and shook your head, smiling. Of course, this was to be expected. You saw Ray's mint eyes dissapointedly looking at you. You give him a shrug and walk Into the room, following the other girls that walked around Ray and his fangirls. The second you walked in, someone grabbed your hand. You turned around tenfold and your eyes met with the adorable purple ones of Yoosung, the first Host you met in this fanfiction. You smiled at him.

"Hey Yoosung! Guessing you don't have any guests yet?"

Yoosung hummed and nodded, leading you towards what he deemed the best booth in the clubroom. No wonder he and seven raced for it. It was directly in the center of everything! You smiled as he gestured for you to sit down. Your heart pounded hard, harder, yet harder. Get that reference and I love you. It is the anniversary of thst game after all... but let's focus on Mystic Messenger for the time being. More so Mystic Host Club. Yoosung sat across from you, coffe on his hand. You reached for the tea glass that was already presented to you and you took a sip. Man, your blood sure knew how to boil so hot it was uncomfortable. It was worth it to spend time with your beloved Yoosung. Anxious attraction can be annoying sometimes, huh?

"So! I wanna know all about you! You never got to tell me your favorite hair color or class in LOLOL! Oh, and can I do your hair again? I'd love to see you in a French braid!"

Yoosung grinned cutely at you. You couldn't help but blush as he stood up and went to the same side of the boot seat as you. He gestured for you to spin around to your side. Yoosung sat behind you, on his knees because he is a smol boi, And he grabbed your hair. You felt him lightly tugging, tying to part it. It must be a difficult task to do without  brush. Oh yeah. You forgot he asked you a few questions. You might as well answer them. It's the least you can do for the precious boy yoosung. And hopefully you can get over this tingly feeling inside. But he was so adorable you want to scream! AAAAAAAAAAAAH!

"My favorite LOLOL class? I tend to lean towards slayers. Assassin over Skirmisher if I'm allowed. And about me? Uh...."

Yoosung just nodded and listened, starting to weave your hair in and out and around. However the hell you make a braid because I sure as hell dont. Yoosung personally liked the mages. Specifically Burst mages. Don't take any of this seriously I just went on Wikipedia to figure out what the hell a class was in League of Legends, which is what LOLOL is based on. If I offend any League of Legends players in this paragraph then I apologize. Back to the story. Oof, that was a huge fourth wall break. You had no idea what else to talk about yourself. Yoosung thought he'd suggest a few things.

"Maybe name a few of your favorite things!"

You were so tempted to make a Sound of Music reference right then and there. Raindrops on roses And whiskers on kittens, Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens, Brown paper packages tied up with strings: These are a few of my favorite things. But no. you were certain Yoosung wouldn't understands the reference and if you Just start singing he wouldn't hint you were weird. You don't want him to think you are weird. Jeez, what were your favorite things? Your heart was pounding like crazy and your blush was overreacting when a parent figures out their daughter is pregnant for the first time. Let's see.... hmmm...

"Well, I love this school so far! The host club is so nice and I love everyone in here! I play LOLOL a little in the mornings.... Hmm... my favorite color is (color) and my favorite song is (song). I don't really talk about this stuff often so I don't know what to say!"

You laugh nervously as you feel him tug at your hair. He takes a hairband and ties the end up, finishing the French braid. Yoosung clapped and you spun back around, sitting normal. Yoosung looked at you with admiration written all across his royal eyes. That made a heat wave of your crush signal through your nerves again. Oh god. Why was the shot club filled with so many cute guys!? Oh wait. That's the entire point of the Mystic Host Club. Whoops. Yoosung opened his mouth To speak when a group of four girls plopped themselves across the booth from you too. They looked extremely ticked off that you had alone time with their precious cutie pie.

"Hey Yoosung!"

"Miss us?"

"You shouldn't be alone with a girl like that! Always have at least one other person with you!"

"Yeah, who knows! She could be a slut!"

You have them a very annoyed glare. A slut? Really? You haven't even been at this school for two full days and you've already been called a slut. Isn't that a record? Oh wait. Westwrbug High called someone a slut on the first day. Freak, slut, burnout, bugeyes, loser, lardass. You didn't expect that from girls at this hoist toity Oran Highschool. Especially in the host club, and ESPECIALLY in front of the most innocent host there. Yoosung didn't just giggle cutely and brush it off like you expected. Oh no, he got defensive. His face went mean and he put an arm protectively in front of you, even thought you didn't really plan on doing anything. It was cute of him to stand up for you though.

"(Name) is not a slut! I swear it! In fact, I just did her hair! If you call her a bad name again I will ask you to leave!"

The girls all sinotaniously gasped in surprise. You know, one of those things that only ever happens in anime. The girls all shot mean looks at you. As if you had anything to do with that! Now you're blood was boiling for an entirely different reason. Yoosung sighed, seeing that his Brave little speech didn't do anything to ease the tension. As much as he hated it, he had to separate you From this group, and it would be bad to turn down four customers. I MEAN guests. Yoosung turned to you after standing up.

"(Name), it may not be best for you to stay at my table for now. Maybe you should go visit another host. But not V. Don't trust V."

You nodded, not understanding why he hated V. You just nodded, blushing st the fact his hand was on your shoulder. Yoosung watched you walk away towards Jaehee, who was walking around serving others. She was staying near Zen. Yoosung went back to his little group of girls. You pitied him. He has to deal with bitches for at least an hour. You walk up to the car crossdresser and place a hand on her shoulder, causing her to jump.

"Jaehee, want help with those? You could get some time to be near Zen~"

You tease her, causing her face to go entirely red again. To be honest, it was kind of cute when she did that. You took one of the three trays she was trying to carry, all of which had tea or coffee on them. She was trying to balance one on her head which we all know only Cinderella can do in the Classic Disney movie. Of course, that was the team you took. Jaehee stammered a protest against you, flustered by your little comment.

"N-no thank you! Guests shouldn't feel the need to w-work in the host club!"

You giggled again. Making jaehee flustered seemed to be the most fun thing in the world! You grab a second tray from her, causing her to baffle on even more confused.

"Don't worry, I got it. You look overworked. Having such high grades and maintaining them must be hard, huh? I got your back."

You smiled at her and left her baffled right there. All you gotta do is bring tea and coffee to people, right? On the trays there were little tickets saying what goes where. This should be a piece of cake!

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A/N

I know the ending was terrible I'm sorry! I'm sorry for such terrible writing! Bad Eva! Very very bad Eva!

And the answer to the fourth wall break question is Undertale. Today is the third anniversary of Undertale! Yaaaaaay!

But sincerely, thank you for all the support and I love you all!

~Eva