Ouran High School Host Club Mori x Reader

Sighing, you gathered your things and left the classroom. Class was especially boring today and all you wanted to do was sleep, but you knew that in order for you to stay in this school, you would have to study, whether you liked it or not. Pushing back your tiredness, you headed for the Third Music Room. Noises didn't bother you, so you didn't stress about the loud chatter circling the room as you entered through the large white doors.

Automatically, you walked to the table that Tamaki always reserved for you. The both of you got along quite well, though sometimes he could be annoying. You had no romantic feelings for him, especially knowing that he loved Haruhi. No, the person that you liked was Takashi Morinozuka, his tall, dark and handsome persona instantly drawing you to him, like a moth to a flame.

Mori didn't know about this, of course, and that’s how you intended to keep it. You didn't tell Tamaki about it either because you knew he would try to hook you guys up. That’s what you wanted, but it was far too embarrassing. Plus…Mori might not feel the same way.

Who were you kidding? You knew that he only had room in his heart for Honey-senpai. You heaved a saddened sigh at the thought, before opening your math book to begin studying.

After a time, you fell asleep. When you woke up, there was a blue Ouran Academy jacket covering you. Instinctively, you rubbed it off as Tamaki’s because this situation was not a first for you, but you quickly changed your view point when you lifted one of its sleeves. The sleeve was quite long, too long to belong to the blonde. In fact, it looked about as long as the sleeve of Mor-

“____” you suddenly heard a deep familiar voice say “are you awake now?” You turned around, (h/l) (h/c) hair swishing behind you as your (e/c) orbs met with Mori’s onyx black ones.

Your cheeks immediately flushed a rosy red, which you tried to hide by looking down at your hands. “Yes” you answered, after a few moments. When nothing else happened, you figured that he was waiting for you to hand him his jacket, so you started to remove it. “Keep it” said the stoic boy, surprising you. You gave him a curious look, prompting him to speak again.

“It’s chilly outside, you could get sick.” You were slightly taken aback by this whole thing. And if he was giving you his jacket, what would he wear? “W-What about you? Won't you get cold?” You asked, concern slipping into your voice. For the third time today, Mori surprised you…he smiled.

Your heart nearly leaped out of your chest at the sight, cheeks rivaling that of a red apple. There was no hiding how flustered you were this time. You needed to get out of here. “U-Um, thank you f-for your j-jacket. I promise t-to bring it back tomorrow” You stuttered, bowing briefly, before running out of the music room like a mad woman.

~~~~~~Next Day~~~~~~

You sat in class, not paying any attention to the lesson being taught. Over and over, you replayed yesterday’s events. First, waking up with Mori’s jacket on, second being offered to keep the jacket, third seeing Mori smile, and fourth running out of the room. No doubt, he thought you were a psycho now, you thought miserably. Of course, you had no choice but to go to the Third Music Room. After all, you did take Mori’s jacket…

Class finally let out, and you reluctantly started towards the host club. You entered the room, walking over to Mori right away to get things over with. You were nervous but suppressed the feeling, less you chicken out and ask Tamaki to do it instead.

Honey-senpai sat next to Mori, eating cake as usual, but he perked up when you came over.

“____-chan!” he yelled, excitedly “Would you like some cake? It’s really good!” he cooed. “Not right now, I'm afraid. I just came over to give Mori his jacket." Honey-senpai pouted a little, a moment later, going back to his dessert. You silently passed your crush his jacket. He took it without a word, his usual blank expression present. You were about to walk away after bowing briefly when you felt a sneeze coming on. Covering your nose, you sneezed into the closed fist of your left hand.

The next thing you knew, you were in Mori's embrace, his left hand holding your right wrist while his other arm circled your waist. His eyes were wide and worried, causing you to blush even as you were still in shock.

“____, did you catch a fever?” he asked, eyebrows creased with an usual intensity, his voice full of concern. “I-I don't know” you answered, a flustered mess. Mori placing his hand gently on your forehead did nothing to get rid of your crimson cheeks.

“I should be fine” you reassured him, looking away in a feeble attempt to hide your red face. “Look at me, ____.” You were surprised by the authority in his voice, facing him immediately. “I’m taking you home.” Just like that, he picked you up bridal style and started running.

You tried telling him you were fine, but he just ignored you. He ran until he reached your house, a normal one story house it was. You couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed about him seeing your home, that is, until you looked at Mori. In that instant, your embarrassment disappeared. You knew he wouldn't care about where you lived.

Once he entered your house, he continued his run into the hallway, sliding open the room that obviously belonged to you. There was a sign on your door that said ‘STAY OUT’ in black, bold letters and underneath that it said ‘____’s Room’ in (f/c) smaller letters. Mori lie you down on your futon and perked your head up on the pillow.

“I’ll make you some soup” he said, starting to leave.

“You don't have to do that, I'm fine.” You stood up to show him for yourself, but your plan backfired when you suddenly became dizzy and nearly fainted. Mori caught you in his strong safe arms, placing you gently back on the futon. “Yeah well, you can make me some soup now. The bowls are on the right in the left cabinet and the pans are on the left in the right.” Mori nodded then left.

(Your thoughts)

How embarrassing! I can't believe I almost fainted. At least Mori caught me, he’s really warm (your face: *w*) Why did he do all of that though? He brought me all the way home because I have a fever…could it mean…he likes me to? No way! No way! That’s just wishful thinking…right?

(End of thoughts)

Seven minutes later, Mori entered your bedroom with a bowl of Chicken and Miso Soup. He sat down next to you, feeling your forehead for good measure. His eyes widened slightly, then they narrowed soon after. You were burning up.

You noticed his expression and tried to reassure him. “I should be fine after I eat this soup” you told him, confident of what you said. The moment you tried to sit up though, the room started to spin and you fell back in bed. Mori gave your head a moment to stop reeling, before he scooped up the first spoonful of soup. He used his left hand to tilt your head a bit, careful not to lift it too much, less you become dizzy again. The soup was perfect which is unusual for someone who has had others prepare meals for them since birth, you thought. Oh well, who were you to judge?

You were tired after eating all of the soup and started to drift off, and because of the fever, you became a little…loopy and way too talkative. “I have a secret” you said, giggling like a little kid. Mori merely raised an eyebrow, as if to ask ‘do you, now?’

You giggled again.

“I can't tell you though, cause you might not like it” you said, pouting a little before giggling some more. “Tell me” he said, deciding to humor you. “Are you sure?” you asked, raising your eyebrow, skeptically. Mori smiled, amused by your actions. You made a fascinated expression at this then proceeded to tell him, with a big smile on your face and blushing innocently. “W-Well, actually...I love you!” you shouted, hiding your face under the cover afterwards like a shy child. There was silence and then…

You felt a hand starting to pull the cover from over your face, but you didn’t allow Mori to pull it away completely, only enough to expose the top of your head. A chaste kiss was placed on your forehead, leaving you in shock. Taking advantage of this, Mori pulled the cover fully away from you, revealing a red faced you with wide eyes.

He chuckled, bringing you back to earth. You looked him straight in the eyes, something that you, fully conscious, would not have done. Mori leaned towards you, smiling warmly, before placing another kiss on your lips. This one was longer, but he didn't move his lips out of fear of pushing you too far, too fast, especially in your current state.

Moments later, he leaned back in his spot, a light blush painting his cheeks too now. You smiled up at him, not wanting the moment to pass, but your eye lids suddenly began to become heavy. “Please, lay with me, Mori. You're warm” you told him, eyes closed now. You finally fell asleep when you felt those strong arms wrap around your middle and pull you close, your face buried in his toned and comfortable chest.

~~~~~~Several  days later~~~~~~

You went straight to the music room that afternoon. Tamaki had said that he wanted to announce something, and knowing him, it would be something bazar, which is exactly why you wanted to go.

You entered the host club, not expecting what happened next. Everyone shouted ‘CONGRATULATIONS’ to you while throwing streamers, causing you jump a few feet into the air.

“W-What is all this?” You asked Tamaki, quite sure that it wasn't your birthday or anything. “A celebration for your new relationship with Mori-senpai, of course” answered the smiling blond. “I always knew you two would be together!” he swooned "now come on, Mori-senpai is waiting for you.” With that, he started pushing you towards your one and only true love. The fans of Mori-senpai all gave you congratulations, asking you to treat him well, with tear stained faces. You promised them that you would and continued on.

Tamaki stopped pushing you now, smiling proudly as he spoke his next words. “The princess has finally found her prince. We all wish her a life full of happiness!” he exclaimed to the crowd. He then turned to face you, briefly but sincerely giving you a warm smile before facing the crowd again. “Without further ado, we would like to present Prince Morinozuka Takashi!”

All eyes, including yours, faced the direction that Tamaki gestured towards, which was the direction of the changing room. Mori emerged wearing a golden prince’s crown with dark blue rhinestones in them, a dark blue cape, black boots, white trousers, and a princely black top with gold medals adorning it. The sight took your breath away, causing you to blush like mad.

All of the girls started "kyaaing" loudly, shouting about how handsome he looked. Mori walked closer and closer until he was but two feet away from you, dropping to one knee and holding your right hand in his palm.

“____, would you do me the honor of becoming my girlfriend?” he asked, voice gentle and eyes locked on yours. Tears started to form in your eyes from happiness.

“Oh yes, Mori.” There was so much powerful emotion you felt in that moment that you could hardly speak above a whisper, but he'd heard it. He placed a tender kiss on your hand, causing everyone to scream with happiness and envy. Mori then stood up straight, placing his white gloved hands on your cheeks, and kissed you.

Suddenly, you heard no more screams. It was just the two of you, just this moment. You wanted to stay here forever, but after a while the both of you broke apart. He smiled down at you warmly, and you smiled back just as warmly, so happy that you could burst.

Joyous tears trailed down your cheeks and your prince wiped them away with his thumbs, soon after pulling you into his warm and safe embrace. “I love you, ____” he whispered, making your heart pound vigorously in your chest.

“I love you, too, Mori.”

END