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

Good Morning!

You walked into the building of Ouran Academy the next morning with your instrument case in your hand and a tote bag slung over your shoulder carrying art supplies. Normally you dump your instrument and supplies in Music Room Three where the Host Club was during the day so you can work on projects after school. You got inspired after yesterday to make a canvas painting  of multiple instruments with sheet music as the background, just sketched in. You already drawn it out and painted most of it at home, But you planned to finish it during the Host Club. It's not like you will have many guests anyways. You'd be lucky if you got any more. On your way back down from the Host Club you ran into Haruhi in The hallway. You decided to be bold and call out to her.

"Hey! Haruhi!"

The short brunette girl turned around and her expression lightened up when she realized it was you running through the hallway to get to her. Haruhi halted herself and let everyone's walk around her. You caught up with Haruhi and smiled at her. You flipped open your sketchbook to the page where you drew the circle yesterday. You actually sketched out an outline of Haruhi in a Lacey white dress. She did tell you that your art was amazing after all. Haruhi was super supportive of you. It was really nice. Not like a mom kind of way like with Camille, bit like a cool older brother who is proud of you no matter what. Kind of like that. You look up to Haruhi a lot. You somehow finished this before you went home, not doing anything but sketch out the drawing. You were tempted to color it later.

"I drew this earlier and I wanted to show it to you because you said yesterday you liked my art so... yeah. Here."

Haruhi looked at the drawing and stared at it a moment. You waited for a reaction. She looked back up at you from the paper she she was grinning. She gave you a hug out of nowhere. You were surprised before hugging her back. Yep, totally a big brother or big sister feeling to her. She started to speak.

"You're amazing, (name). You're one of the people who make me proud to be the host that I am. Hey, I have an idea. Maybe this weekend do you want to go to the mall? Sora, Hunni, and Mori already agreed to go with me and I'm sure Kaoru, Tamaki, And Hikaru are going to stalk us the entire time so it's  almost like everyone's going to be there. You don't have to, but I thought you'd want to be included."

You felt like you were going to tear up  despite hat action not being very masculine. This entire story is a gender-fuck so who cares if you're a masculine boy or not! Sure, you've never been to a mall before being the privileged boy you were, however if practically everyone was going then you wouldn't mind in the slightest! Yeah! Going to the mall sounds super fun! You closed your sketchbook and hugged it towards you chest, excited like an anime schoolgirl when Senpai talks to her. A perfect analogy.

"Yeah that sounds amazing! When you have a time to meet up and place just tell me at the Host Club! O-Or you can text me! I'm positive you have my number."

Haruhi nodded, flipping her phone from her pocket and scrolling through her contacts. She flashed the contact she has of you to you. You couldn't help but internally laugh. The picture she used for you was of a piano.

"Yep. You gave it to me when Senpai made you an official Host. Apparently everyone else was too intimidating. That or you were just socially awkward and found me the easiest to talk to. Either Way, I'll shoot you a message about when to meet up. Everyone's going to meet at my house before we head out because my Dad wants to see everyone again and meet our new friends. See you later, (name)."

Like that, Haruhi turned around and went on her way to class. You felt really happy and excited inside. For starters she liked your drawing of her. She's hands down the most understanding, compassionate, and chill member of the host club. You're proud to call Haruhi your friend. Secondly, you finally get to meet her dad! From stories you heard from Kyoya and the Twins, he is someone who you won't ever be expecting. Kyoya even went as far to call him peculiar. That's Kyoya, using large vocabulary words to make him sound smarter and more badass. Thirdly and lastly, you actually get to hang out with everyone as a group! Well, mostly everyone. Ritsu, Renge, And Camille all werent included. They must have something going on that day. And Haruhi mentioned that the twins and Tamaki will probably be stalking them. What did that mean? You didn't know and brushed it off for now, sliding your sketchbook back in your tote bag (which wasn't carrying your 10 x 12 canvas or your bag of acrylic paints anymore and just had your school work) and you headed for class. But before you could make it there, you were stopped by a crowd of fangirls. And one fanboy. Hello we brunette boy from yesterday. A girl you didn't quote recognize spoke for the group.

"Oh my god you're (name), right? The host who plays piano as amazing as Tamaki-Senpai?"

Woah woah woah, back that up a bit. There's no way ANYONE could ever compare to how Tamaki plays piano! Not even the gifted Creative Type Host! You felt a sense of bashfulness wash over yourself As a honeyglow similar to Fix-it-Felix jr. had when sitting in the spaceship next to Sergant Calhoun. The group of students all seemed to be hanging on your very word, some woth their cellphones out playing the piano solo you had with your, let's be honest, below par singing voice. You've never had this much attention before! You felt so flattered... so special... in this very moment you felt as though you were finally worthy of being a Host.

"I'm not as amazing as Tamaki-Senpai, nobody could ever be as great as him. To answer your question, uh, yeah. That's me. I'm (name). It's a pleasure to meet all of you."

You tried to be a gentleman, playing into a butler trope (girls like that, right?) and bowed before them. You had one hand held over your chest and the other arm tucked behind your back in the Butler Trademark bow. Imagine Sebastian Michalis but it's you. That's what you did. Probably thirty fangirl screeches rant in your ears. You looked up in surprise, fixing your posture and going into a panic sort of alert. Sure, you've heard fangirls squeal before, but never so close! Jesus Christ who knew they were so loud?! And terrifying?! You saw admiration gleaming in their eyes Andy several different reactions. Girls talking about it and gushing to their friends, girls just fanning themselves and squeeing, the ones who are taking pictures on their cellphones, and the chill ones who are just smiling and having a good time. You like that last one the best. Is this what the others hosts deal with? No wonder Kyoya always seems so stressed after dealing with a crowd of girls. How does Tamaki do it!?

"Uh, well. I'll let your guys do... that. I g-gotta get to class. Uh, bye!"

You turned around and started speed walking away, feeling EXTREMELY uncomfortable. The second you had the uneasy feeling of being followed you picked up the pace and made it to your classroom as soon as possible. Lucky for you the actually class starts soon. You check the clock and see five minutes left before classes. Thank goodness Ouran Academy was generous with morning time and transition periods. Maybe that's just something that private schools have? Who knows. You pull out your sketchbook and flip to an empty page, starting with a circle and a rectangle. You already knew what you were going to draw. Thanks to the fangirls for inspiring this early morning sketch you probably won't finish until later. You had a smile on your face and a song stuck in your head, feeling special yet oddly overwhelmed. 

Today was going to be a good day.

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