Ouran Host Chef

The Twins Fight!: 4

"Kyoya-Senpai, what are you doing here?"

Haruhi's voice made you snap out of your shock and instead be replaced by a sudden urge to hide since you remembered what you were wearing. Your pajamas. Your unicorn print pajamas to be more specific.

In a panic, you swerved to the side of the room, hidden behind the door.

Kyoya raised his eyebrows in surprise at Haruhi. "I could ask you the same thing, Haruhi. But to answer your question, I came to drop off the key to the host club which I informed Mei about before she left earlier."

Haruhi glanced over at you as you pinched your nose out of annoyance at yourself. You had completely forgotten about that.

Moving her eyes back on him, Haruhi tilted her head. "Well yeah, but you said you'd have a driver drop it off, not you. I was there too, remember?"

He hummed for a moment. "That is true, however, I have something to discuss with Mei so I figured I'd come myself."

Hinata grinned as she looked at you from the corner of her eye. "Well don't just stand there and catch a cold, come on in. I'll get her for you."

Your eyes widened as your lips formed a straight line and you frantically shook your head at her.

He flashed her a smile. "Thank you, Ms. Kitihara."

Once he stepped inside, she closed the door and your teeth ground when she feigned surprise and pointed in your direction. "Oh, there she is! Well, I guess we'll leave the two of you to talk. Haruhi, would you mind giving me a hand?"

Your eyes locked with Haruhi, silently begging her to help but she took the safe route by doing whatever your foster mom said. "Sure." She mouthed an apology before running off with her, leaving you with a heavy heart.

You bit your bottom lip as he turned and got a look at you. His eyes seemed to stare straight through you. "I do apologize for coming this late unannounced. I know you probably don't want to see me. Your mental health is valued, I had to guarantee you'd be back to normal by the time you returned to the host club."

Your eyebrows furrowed because he ignored both the embarrassing outfit and just admitted the only reason he came was for his own personal reasons.

"Wait a second, are you saying you...were worried for me? You came here this late by yourself because you wanted to make sure I was okay?"

He adjusted his glasses and shrugged. "I wouldn't quite say that, but whatever makes you feel better."

You couldn't help the smile that spread on your lips. "Well thanks anyway. But it's alright, I just really don't want to see the twins for a bit. I know you might not understand, but what they said really hurt me."

He continued to stare at you, his eyes scanning every part of your face and his lips parted as if he was gonna say something, but he decided not to and instead reached into his pocket and pulled out a key ring.

"Anyways, here's the key to the club. I don't want to take up too much of your time, I'm sure you're busy. And time is money after all."

You took the key from his grasp and watched in confusion as he hurried to the door while scratching the back of his neck. He looked back at you one last time.

"Have a good night, Mei."

Your nose scrunched up at his behavior. "Yeah...you too."

He nodded before opening the door and walking out. Once you heard the lock click back in place, you looked down at the key with pursed lips.

"I wonder what that was all about."

******

Stretching your arms above your head, your mouth widened as a quiet yawn escaped you. Your eyes lazily rolled open, glazed over with the remnants of a dream.