The Silence I Needed (Mori x Reader)

Couple Confirmed

After I said those three little words, I felt closer than ever to Mori. We also had to be more careful. I didn't understand why he wanted to be a host in the first place, aside from being able to watch over Hunny. So we agreed that we'd take more time to get me home on nights after kendo. I told Sophie to cover for me although it wasn't necessary. Mom and Dad were usually in bed by the time I got home from kendo.

So the next few nights we went back to that park. We talked about school and the club and kendo. We talked about the other hosts. And sometimes we kissed... a lot... in that gazebo with the comfy benches. On those nights, I usually did most of the talking. I could tell he was always fully invested in our conversations.

Then Saturday came and our lunch date turned out to be a dinner and a movie date. Mori ended up taking me to this restaurant that was fancy, but not fancy like caviar fancy. We shared a plate of fries and laughed about the stuffy atmosphere. About how being the eldest child of a successful family kind of sucked.

After dinner we made our way to the movie theatre. Mori bought me candy and popcorn. I was more excited about the food than the movie. He knows the way to my heart is jokes and greasy finger foods. I love him so much. Mori ended up letting me pick the movie, and I chose a cheesy looking romcom that we were bound to hate. The movie's lead actually resembled Tamaki, and that was kind of sad. We came out of the theatre laughing our asses off about how stupid the movie was. I didn't know that he enjoyed doing these kinds of things.

He grabbed my hand and we started walking towards the park. That gazebo under the moonlight was our spot. I swung our hands a bit, happy just to walk with him, and he watched me with such strong adoration in his eyes. By the time we'd reached the park, my legs were ready to give out. Mori noticed my stumbling and swung me up into his arms. It was warm against his chest. "Thanks." I mumbled, blush taking over my face.

In the gazebo, he set me down gently onto one of the benches, but there was nothing gentle about the kiss he started. It took me by surprise. He was kissing like he was being starved of attention. I had no problem providing him with my attention. But the way his fingers tangled in my hair and he nipped at my bottom lip was nothing like the calm, cool Takashi I knew. And I loved it. Tamaki and Kyoya are right, he is a wild man.

He pushed me back until I was laying across the bench. He kissed my cheeks, my forehead and the tip of my nose. His kisses went down my neck, but they were only gentle pecks and they were driving me mad. And then he was pushing the sleeve of my t-shirt down over my shoulder. He sucked a little spot that no one would see under my uniform. What's gotten into him? "Takashi." I meant to question him, but his name came off my lips in a low moan, and he immediately pulled off of me.

"I should get you home before someone comes looking for you." He sat back a little from me, blushing and breathing in shallow gasps. and avoiding eye contact. I'm sure I looked a mess. In the same boat as him but with some clothing pulled aside and my lips swollen red. He's right. We should get home. I stood, straightening my shirt and finger-combing through my hair. It probably didn't help anything. Mori himself adjusted his shirt and pants so he didn't look as much like he'd been making out with a girl on a bench. Which I'm so very glad that he did, by the way. I still had jelly legs, so he picked me up once more and started down the sidewalk. We were silent the rest of the walk home. I was enjoying being with him. There was no need for words. He let me down to walk on my own before the house came into view so no one saw us.

Sophie always met the two of us at the door, and Mori always wished the both of us goodnight. But tonight the lights were still on in the house, and when Sophie opened the door, she acted like a normal maid. "Please come in, Mr. Morinozuka, Miss (Y/N). Your fathers are waiting for you in the study." Oh shit. Fathers? Like, plural? What's going on? Did they find out? How did they find out? What does Sophie know?

"What do you know, Sophie?" She only shrugged and gave a sympathetic look. Looks like we're in the dark on this one.

Mori didn't seem super worried, but when I grabbed his hand, his fingers were trembling. I squeezed his hand to reassure him, but I don't know how much good it did. We released each other and made our way to my father's study, where the door was already cracked open.

"Ah, (Y/N), Takashi, please come in. Akira and I have something we'd like to talk to you about." Mori and I sat down somewhat stiffly in the chairs across from our fathers. "Now," My father began. "I understand that the two of you partake in quite a few extracurricular activities together." Oh god. My breath caught in my throat. They do know.

"Yes," Mr. Morinozuka continued, "between your classes, that host club, and kendo at my dojo, it proves to me that you two have many common interests. From what Mr. (L/N) has told me, you, Miss (Y/N) are a bright young lady, one at the top of your class. You're level-headed and strong, which I have seen for myself. I also have several witnesses who say you bring out the best parts of my son." Not yet, I haven't, old man.

"And you, young man, have been a great guide to my daughter. (Y/N) and Sophie have told me that you are upstanding and chivalrous. Also that you've helped my daughter through the thick and thin of her starting at a new school and dojo."

Akira dragged the conversation back his way. "With this said, and the prospects and deals of the future underway, I believe you would make a wonderful bride for my son." Mori and I looked at each other with wide eyes. I couldn't form words about how anxious this made me, or that it was actually a dream come true. Mori, like the gentleman he is, took my hand and looked into my eyes.

"It would be an honor to have you as my future wife." There were almost tears in my eyes and it took everything in me to not kiss him in celebration.

"Thank you, Dad, Mr. Morinzuka. This is such a wonderful opportunity and I'm very very grateful. I promise you won't regret your decision."

Both gentlemen stood from their seats, telling us they'd allow us a moment alone to talk over this new arrangement. The moment the door shut I cried happy tears and Mori kissed me softly and deeply. We let go before anyone could catch us or we went too far again. He stood, holding my hand, and pulled me into a hug. "I like the way (Y/N) Morinozuka sounds."

"Me too, Takashi."

Later that night, as Sophie helped me get ready for bed, I spilled the details about what happened in the study. She jumped and squealed and hugged me. That's her go-to reaction to anything Takashi. She didn't ask about my date with Mori until I was getting into my pajamas and she saw my shoulder. "It's a good thing your father arranged this for you too, because I don't think you're supposed to do that until you're married." I blushed dark crimson and hurried to pull a shirt on.

"We didn't do... that. It was just really intense kissing." Sophie made a noise like she didn't believe me. I don't blame her. I should've known I wouldn't be able to hide something like this from Sophie. We dropped it there, and I had happy dreams that night.

I woke up happy too. Like Tamaki happy. Gross overwhelming happy. And when I saw Mori at school, surrounded by girls, my heart dropped a little. I sort of stomped up and asked the girls if I could borrow Mori as I had some kendo stuff I needed to talk to him about. They were reluctant, but Mori just got up and left. He didn't say anything to the girls. I wanted to laugh at them.

We went to an empty classroom and I sat down at one of the desks. "Takashi, I want to talk about the Host Club. I don't want to stop you from doing it. I just need you to know that I get jealous. I'm needy like that." I laughed a little awkwardly. "I want you to stay a Host. Remember though, I'm always waiting for you after club." Mori crouched down and smiled.

"Thank you, (Y/N). I promise you're the only girl for me."