Kiss Kiss Now You're Gay [OHSHC FANFIC] (Tamaki x Male!Reader)

The Lonely Host

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You couldn't help but sigh and stare at the third year, flirting with the girls who all spent their parent's well earned money to spend time with him. You wished that was you sitting next to him, hugging his arm and listening to whatever tangent the man was going on. You don't have any guests today, you aren't exactly the most popular host yet. On that note, you're the least popular host. The core hosts that were here last year all had several guests while the new ones had a handful. You sighed yet again and looked back at your sketchbook. You hardly realized you were sketching out a drawing of Tamaki in a white suit holding out a rose to the viewer, smiling warmly as if he is proposing to you. You paused your lips, noticing an imperfection with his bangs. You earase the bangs and retry drawing them. You keep forgetting that you have to draw it exactly as you see it instead of mirroring it like you do with self portraits and when drawing people from an angle. That's when you noticed someone was behind you. You look over your shoulder to see none other than the girl who allowed all these new people to join the club, join the club. That's right, first interaction of the fanfiction was with none other than Haruhi Fujioka!

"Were you drawing Senpai (name)? It's a really good drawing."

You were surprised the girl in a boy's uniform had no guests. Haruhi was one of the busiest hosts in this club with both boys and girls flocking to her and begging her for her attention. But no. Here she was carrying a tea tray as if she was still paying back the debt for that legendary vase she broke to start all this mess and caring enough about you to notice the fact that you were drawing the one and only Tamaki Suoh in a suit and tie in a church setting. Wait a second... the thought just hit you. You felt your face flush deep red as you closed your sketchbook abruptly and sticking the pencil behind your ear. Oh yeah, your crush on Tamaki was pretty obvious for those who aren't dense as a rock.

"W-Well I try my best after all! Uh, sorry. I just didn't expect you to be looking over my shoulder. I would have thought you had a guest to cater to?"

Nice change of subject. You high fives yourself in your head being the dorky creative host you were. Haruhi looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully. She does that a lot, doesn't she? You've only now took notice that She does that every time she ponders something, even if only for a second. Her brown eyes then refocused on you and she's gave you a clumsy smile and a reply before getting on her way and returning to whatever task she was in the middle of.

"Well, I guess not. I'm thankful for the break. I love your drawings, (name). That's nothing to be ashamed of."

And like that, she walked away. You watched her for a moment. She had a knowing look in her eyes like she knew exactly what that drawing meant in your eyes, but she didn't want to embarrass you by saying it out loud so she blamed your little fumbling awkwardness on embarassment over the artwork and not on your crush. You watched her walk all the way over to two of the newer hosts like yourself: Sora and Ritsu. Despite the two being total opposites, the two got along really well. Today a bunch of guests paid Kyoya extra to get them both together. Hey, whatever works for the club. Kyoya is the official manager now as well as the bookish host. On that train of thought, you turned over to see Kyoya with a bunch of ladies as he was suavely entertaining them. The way he didn't it so effortlessly and with a smile on his face made you kind of want to do it too. It looked so easy, but the last time you had just one guest you were an awkward mess. It's weird. You opened your sketchbook and began working on shading the pencil sketch of Tamaki. You don't have any markers or charcoals with you, so you settle for just a pencil sketch.

About ten uneventful minutes later you flip the page, satisfied with your pencil sketch, and you're greeted with a new blank white page. You look around and see Haruhi sitting between Ritsu and Sora. She must have joined them for some reason. You smiled at that. That must really be making the day of their guests. You looked over and saw Renge telling some story to s bunch of first year boys, them being on the edge of their seats. You glanced and saw Mori and Hunni-Senpai enjoying cake and time with a large circle of girls. Then there were Kaoru an epic Hikaru playing the classic "Which One is Hikaru?" Game. You see Kyoya leading his guests out and greeting a bunch more. Then your eyes land on Tamaki. You see Camile with him now, introducing herself to the girls and offering the lot of them tea. She must not have anyone right now. Maybe their session just ended and Kyoya was showing them out too? That's the most probable one.

You sigh to yourself again And start with a circle. Anything can be made from a circle. But allow me as an author to break the fourth wall and make a really awesome idiom. You are that circle. You can become anything you guide your pencil into. You can become a prince who can wow any man (or woman if you want) Into you're embrace or become a sleeping kitten in front of a window with snow falling against the glass. It all depends on how your pencil is used. It's only when you're given the oppritunity can you be an amazing host. It's only with the right direction can your pencil guide you straight into Tamaki's heart, even though you aren't straight at all. 

"Hey (name)."

You look up from your sketching, which was a whole lot of nothing at the moment, and you were met with the eyes of Camile. She had her tea tray In hand and she smiled at you. She placed a tea cup in front of you on the table and poured you a cup before sitting across from you. She must have just left Tamaki and his group of girls. Her hair fell on her shoulders elegantly, just like always. She sat down, fluffing her skirt so that she was comfortable.

"There, now you don't have to be so lonely! I saw you don't have any guests yet so I thought I could spend my free time with you. I'm apparently done for the day according to Kyoya-Senpai."

You nodded, closing your sketchbook and placing it in your lap. You look at the cup of tea, just watching the still liquid settle in the cup. You look up at Camile who is already taking another glass. She put down the glass, pinkie extended the entire time for politeness, and then she warmly smiled at you. Then her smiled fell when you didn't smile back. 

"Is something wrong, (name)? I wouldn't want my favorite boy here gloomy. Especially when Rumor has it he has a guest in about five minutes~"

You fixed your posture and rose an eyebrow. She had to be joking. The awkward artist and mucisian who completely flunked his last guest was getting another one? You couldn't believe it, and at the same time you couldn't wipe the dopey grin off your face. Camille smiled wide and clapped her hands together in amusement, grinning all the while. Her hair fell over her shoulders elegantly and her green emerald eyes had a sparkle in them. Her eyes always sparkle when one of her plans manages to work. She had to have soemthing to do with this. She took your lack of words as a good sign.

"Three lovely guests! A boy and two girls all first years! Sora told me that he had a bunch of friends who were scared to visit the Host club until he told them all about you! H introduced them to me and I couldn't help but brag about you a little bit. Do you have your (small, portable instrument) with you?"

You nodded and pulled out a case from under your chair for your instrument. You didn't like to go places without it just in case somebody wanted you to play something or you got sick of drawing and you just wanted to play a song. Besides, one time you accompanied Tamaki on the piano and ever since he would sometimes ask you to play that song again for him on your instrument. This was a music room after all.  The fact you haven't talked at all yet was disturbing you, so you decided to contribute to the conversation.

"Yeah, I do! Thank you, Camille. You're amazing!"

Camille nodded and smiled warmly. She picked up her skirt and stood up, pushing in the chair after herself. They really should have labeled Camille 'Motherly Type' and not 'Elegant Type' because she's such a mom. She picked up the parts of her tea set and walked away, extanging  the cups and moving over to Kaoru and Hikaru who were now doing something super gay. You wouldn't be lying if you didn't say you've drawn those two... a lot... What?! You're also gay (to some extent) you can't help it! You watch as Kyoya shows three people in and your heart is pounding. Two girls and a boy. He points over to you and you just feel your fingertips go cold. You're finally going to be a host! You glance over at Tamaki one more time. He actually made eye contact with you. He flipped his hair, gave you a smirk, and a thumbs up before returning to his guests. You felt your heart skip a beat and confidence pulse through your veins.

Time to impress everyone with your hosting skills!

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