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A/N: ...Just because I wanted too!
Pairing: Tamaki/Kyoya (implied)
Title: Snuggles
Rating: K+ (kid friendly!)
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Fuyumi Ootori was known for being quiet caring and over-protective of her brother. This afternoon she had called him to ask if he had wanted to go to lunch, but to her surprise he didn't answer. Nor did he answer the other 10 times. When she got into his quarters she noticed an open lab top on the desk. Kyoya was home and he ignored her calls? How dare he worry her like that?
Frowning, she walked down the hall and opened the door to the boy's bedroom. She was determined to give him a piece of her mind.
"Kyoya-oh!" The woman's eyes widened at the scene before her.
Two bodies lay in a puddle together in the sheets. One blonde and one raven haired. The blonde's arm protectively wrapped around the others shoulder. The soft sounds of snores echoed from the smaller boy's lips. The blonde unconsciously tightened his grip on the other, as if the boy was going to leave. Both boys were asleep, snuggling on the bed.
What caught her by surprise was her little brother's current position.
Looking a little closer, her brother was nuzzling into the blonde's neck.
Wow.
Smiling devilishly to herself she quietly exited the room.
Oh yeah. Kyoya definitely had some explaining to do.
A/N: ...Just because I wanted too!
Pairing: Tamaki/Kyoya (implied)
Title: Snuggles
Rating: K+ (kid friendly!)
___
Fuyumi Ootori was known for being quiet caring and over-protective of her brother. This afternoon she had called him to ask if he had wanted to go to lunch, but to her surprise he didn't answer. Nor did he answer the other 10 times. When she got into his quarters she noticed an open lab top on the desk. Kyoya was home and he ignored her calls? How dare he worry her like that?
Frowning, she walked down the hall and opened the door to the boy's bedroom. She was determined to give him a piece of her mind.
"Kyoya-oh!" The woman's eyes widened at the scene before her.
Two bodies lay in a puddle together in the sheets. One blonde and one raven haired. The blonde's arm protectively wrapped around the others shoulder. The soft sounds of snores echoed from the smaller boy's lips. The blonde unconsciously tightened his grip on the other, as if the boy was going to leave. Both boys were asleep, snuggling on the bed.
What caught her by surprise was her little brother's current position.
Looking a little closer, her brother was nuzzling into the blonde's neck.
Wow.
Smiling devilishly to herself she quietly exited the room.
Oh yeah. Kyoya definitely had some explaining to do.
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MOMMY!"
Kyoya, "Mommy" pushed up his glasses and sighed. Even though he and Tamaki were the only members of the Host Club that were left in Music Room #3, he still wished that the blonde didn't call him Mommy.
"Yes, Tamaki?" Tamaki pouted. "You're supposed to call me "Daddy"! Remember our deal?" Ah yes, the deal. Why did I tell him that I'd play that commoner's game? And why on Earth did I let him bet me? What was that game?…something to do with.....Hmmmm.
"MOMMY! STOP IGNORING ME!" Oops.
"Sorry…..daddy." Kyoya cringed. "What do you need?"
Tamaki looked at K
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Summary: Who knew that Kyoya liked to snuggle? Fuyumi certainly didn't. Implied TamaKyo fluff
So I'm probably going to have to explain myself here since it's so short. But just read it and tell me what you thought. I wanted to try something new.
I know it sucks..but be nice.
So I'm probably going to have to explain myself here since it's so short. But just read it and tell me what you thought. I wanted to try something new.
I know it sucks..but be nice. © 2011 - 2024 designer411
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I just joined the fandom 2 weeks ago, and I finished the series last week, and OHSHC is awesome. This is one of my OTPs for this fandom, though I kinda ship everyone with everyone... 
I like ships.
I like ships.