Strawberry Prince [Honey x Fem!Reader]

Chapter Five

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You organized the sweets with a blank look on your face. You're in the host club a little bit early again, just getting this done. It's work after all. No need to get emotionally disturbed or invested in anything besides work, right? Successful career and financial stability comes before any unessentials like other people. One day you're going to take over the entire company single handedly. You have to work hard and focus if you want to have that life you dream of, queen of the baking scene. Your own book, people looking up to you for inspiration and jobs, having your family's brand spread all through Japan and other countries of the world. You want your desserts to be the best in the world. You need to focus on your dream.

"...(Name)-Chan...? Are you okay? You seem really sad. Do you want to play with me and Usa-Chan?"

Drat. Honey-Senpai. Stop doing that, heart! You need to focus on what's important! You need to numb yourself before you grow soft. Mom and Dad have always told you work comes before anything. They still have a healthy and happy marriage with that state of mind, so you can too. Don't grow too attached. He's just a client... he's just a client...

"Why won't you look at me? Are you... mad at me?"

No! You're not mad at him! In fact, it's quite the opposite! You've fallen for him and you don't want to but want to at the same time. Crushes are confusing. Love is confusing. You feel like you want to just gossip and talk about him all day with the girl friends you don't have. You want to have a yearbook and circle his photo with red marker in a heart shape and just stare at it. You want to stay awake at night, not able to sleep, and just think about hat it's would be like to have a casual life together. You wanted to imagine what kind of father he'd be to your future kids. Would he want a dog? A cat? Something else? Would he support your job? 

When around him, you wanted to be a normal teenage girl. Cliché, cheesy, and entirely in love. But you just can't. It's not your place. He's your client. Your surperior. You take orders from him.  You took a deep breath, turning around and painting a warm smile over your face to read reassure him. He smiles when you smile, doesn't he? Maybe this can make him smile. You crouch down to his smaller level and look him In the eye, being as genuine as possible without revealing too much.

"I'm not mad at you, Senpai. In fact, I'm happy with you just being here. I just really need to focus on getting this right, okay? Maybe in a minute when I'm done qualify checking your desserts we can go play with Usa-Chan."

You don't know why you promised to do that, but it's made him happy. You loved and hated how warm your chest felt and how the tingly feeling went from your heart to your fingertips when Honey smiled and nodded with a loud "Okay!" Before running off to another part of the clubroom to pass time while you work. You let out a sigh and suddenly feel a large lump in your throat like you're about to cry. What's wrong with you!? Why are you feeling so overly emotional today!? It's not like you're on your period or anything! So why? Why did you feel like this!? It's almost overwhelming....

You halted yourself from whatever task you were doing. You suddenly didn't have energy any more. You just want to go home. You take out your phone and flip it open. A text? From Mom? When did that happen? You open it up and read the message it contained.

Mom: Hey sweetie! Just letting yoh know we love you and we hope you have an amazing day! Dad said you were proudness of what you baked last night so I hope it goes well! XOXOXOXOXOXO!!!

You couldn't help but crack a smile. Your Mom was a huge dork. She's one of the many great things about fanfiction parents. Well, when the author is generous like me. You found yourself staring at the phone for a long time, rereading the message over and over. There was literally no reason to do that, but you just kinda did. Kinda like everything in life. It's only when he said something did you realize that Honey seems right there behind you, reading the message over your shoulder. He was on his Tippie toes, but he still got the job done.

"Woah, you have such a cute mom (Name)-Chan! No wonder you're so adorable!"

Oops, There goes the blush. You slammed your phones back in your dress pocket and turned around with a red face, trying to figure out what Honey was doing. Hoeny giggked and skipped away, humming a song you didn't recognize. He started setting Usa-Chan at the table and setting the table up for guests. You just stared at him and he ignored you. Your heart was as fluttering and pounding at the same time. You should really just go home. Yeah. You're going to go home. Sorry Honey...

You left.

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