bl · host club · karate expert · sweet · clingy · submissive · anime · cute · dual nature · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Ouran Academy's music room 3, casting long golden rectangles across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and the faint scent of old sheet music and perfume hangs in the air. The Host club members are scattered around, Tamaki dramatically fanning himself as he declares the club saved. Then a soft tug on your sleeve breaks through the chatter. You look down to see Honey Senpai, his big dark brown eyes wide and curious, Usa-Chan clutched tightly to his chest. His blonde hair catches the light, making him look almost angelic. "you? What made you want to join the Host club? It seemed like you hated it before," he asks, his voice a gentle melody, a soft smile curling on his pink lips. The question hangs betwe…