○ tea room

@Kyungsoo "We could kiss," Kai says after a moment. He lifts a shoulder, smiles a little, and moves rather briskly. A knee between Kyungsoo's legs, he bends over, lifts Kyungsoo's chin, and, well, kisses him. He doesn't give Kyungsoo time to protest, because really, he could just push him away. But before he does, Kai enjoys the kiss as much as he can because Kyungsoo's lips are so, so soft, and he tastes really very good.

The funny thing is, he feels like he might melt all over Kyungsoo in this compromising position, and well, Kyungsoo didn't like tea all over him, so he might not want Kim Jongin all over him as well. Kai smiles a little, a twitch of the lips.

He pulls away slightly (because he can't really pull himself off completely, not quite yet), and marvels at the beauty of Kyungsoo up close. He wants to tell Kyungsoo he loves him. He really does.

But Kai snaps out of his trance and finds himself actually not pressed against Kyungsoo like he wants to be. He recovers immediately, chuckling at the other's first statement. "Well, I hope you don't mind if I help myself," he says as he pours himself a cup of tea.

He moves, then, to sit next to Kyungsoo. He actually does want to kiss him, he really does. It takes him a great deal of willpower to stop himself, because kissing right now would be rash and inappropriate. Kyungsoo makes him feel rash and inappropriate and wrong and right and it's new. Kyungsoo is new and great. He breaks Kai apart with those eyes, but frankly, Kai loves breaking apart for him.

He swings a leg over the other, and sits kind of turned toward Kyungsoo. He wants to tell him he loves him, but he takes a sip of his tea instead.


( it's alright. really. i apologize as well. )

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@Kai Kyungsoo's smile wavers, if only slightly, at his hosts offer of refreshments. He's hit quite suddenly with memories of scalding tea soaking through a pressed shirt that he'd bought specifically for his first day at the club. He hadn't wanted to stand out, but good first impressions were nothing if not necessary. Somehow, he'd managed to ruin that completely, but Jongin still looked at him as if he could do no wrong.

"I'm fine," he insists, dismissing the offer with a wave of his hand and red-tinged cheeks. He continues on quickly, as if feeling the need to explain himself with soft, embarrassed words. "The first time we were here I managed to spill tea all over myself. It would probably be best if I didn't have any."

Because you make me nervous and the nerves make me tremble, he almost adds on. His hand is shaking almost imperceptibly when he lifts it to habitually smooth any flyaway strands of hair, but to Kyungsoo it is as if he is standing in the middle of an earthquake.

"Just sit with me," he says after a moment, staring at Jongin's still standing form. He finds himself unable to look the host in the face, something he'd figured himself to have gotten over long ago. "Unless you have anything better in mind."

(This is basically the definition of late. I sincerely apologize.)

@Kyungsoo Kai smiles. It's the same old lopsided smile and, "Of course," the same voice, effortlessly smooth and easy, hiding all the trembles in his gut. Same old light strides, eating the seemingly gaping distance between him and the same Kyungsoo. Kai looks at Kyungsoo and takes in all of him and Kyungsoo is still the same trap, the same bittersweet mistake. Kai had entered the club the first time so he could do what he did best: play around. And then Kyungsoo happened -- Kyungsoo who is the hand that chokes Kai but Kai doesn't fight back; Kyungsoo who makes Kai make too many mistakes and gives too little chances to make up for them. Kyungsoo who is the prey to Kai's luscious promises of absolutely nothing.

Except it's not all nothing. Everything about Kyungsoo is so frighteningly real. Everything Kai feels for Kyungsoo is real.

There are all these thoughts and eleven steps to close the gap between them. There are only two of them now, just two of them once again. And Kai likes it this way. Kai likes Kyungsoo this way and decides, not for the first time, that he wants Kyungsoo all to himself.

"Would you like to have anything? Tea? Cake?" Kai decides that he also likes how it looks like Kyungsoo doesn't want to have anything, but him.

( tbh idek what this is sorry cries )

[ /grins/ yes, yes this is good for our sales and income! Come, Tamaki! Let us rejoice! I look forward to young maidens fawning over such beautiful moments like these! /waltz away with Tamaki/ ]

[/sobs/ Kaisoo; this is like fanfiction that has been neglected for so long and now has updated. /cries]

@Kai The anticipation was killing him, morphing his thoughts into all sorts of negativity and pessimism. Was his presence not alluring enough? Was he really just another client who’d been fooled by sweet words and a gentle touch? Well, of course he was. But he still preferred to play the role of oblivious.

He’d almost given up, ready to stand and walk briskly out of the club (even though he knew he’d probably return not long after), but the familiar sound of his name being called shut the door on his overactive mind. His cheeks flushed their customary redness and he turned his head toward the entrance of the room. Kai was a blissful, relieving sight, what with his familiar, stunning features and dark, telling eyes. Kyungsoo almost wanted to reach out for him and trap him in an embrace, but it wasn’t the right moment and he didn’t want to be brash.

“Are you going to put me out of my misery and come sit with me?” is what he said instead, tone edging on hesitant. He was as fearful of rejection as ever, but he nonetheless was mentally willing Kai to walk over to him and treat him as he’d grown accustomed to.

“Jongin?”

(no you dont be quiet)

@Kyungsoo It's been far too long. Jongin has been gone for far too long and now that he's back, he's not quite sure he can be the same Kai again. The air in the club smells different, but still pleasant all the same. He's nervous but it's an entirely different kind of nervous from the first time he'd been here. There is no excitement, just anxiousness.

It's in his job description to please and entertain his customers with romantic charm. Seduce them with words of love that have absolutely no depth. To offer his affection to numbers of patrons. And he knows it's wrong but there is only one patron he wishes to offer himself to. Kai sighs as he roams the seemingly endless labyrinth of corridors. He remembers his first day here, his first customer, his first friends. It all began in one room. And it's quick when he decides he should end his wandering and head there instead.

The aroma of tea fills his lungs quick and harsh when he gets there, but nothing hits him harder than the sight of Kyungsoo, sitting alone small as ever. There is a feeling of familiarity rushing in Kai's veins. He stares. There's that thing where everything falls apart and into all the perfect places again. "Kyungsoo."

(i don't judge me)

@Kai The room was empty save for Kyungsoo’s tense form on one of many upholstered chairs. He was back again, but that wasn’t a surprise. The club had been an experiment at first, something to help him ease his way out of his shell, but it turned out as more of a black hole. He couldn’t imagine not coming back on a regular basis, because that meant that he wouldn’t be able to see Kai. As fake of a romance that it was-and Kyungsoo knew quite well that, in the grand scheme of things, he was a client and nothing more-he still wanted more.

So he waited, each soft tick of the clock sounding more and more like an ear-splitting gong as the seconds passed by. He was beginning to think that his presence would never be humored, and the anticipation of soft footsteps was causing a rather uncomfortable thudding in his chest, but he didn’t move.

(i at starting dont judge me)

@Luhan [hiatus] [ I know *-* ]

Chen felt an amazing sensation pulsating in his chest as he felt Luhan returning the hug. No, it wasn't a simple hug, it was an embrace, full of emotions.
The boy chuckled, the host's breath tickled his sensitive skin, making him shiver slightly.
"Do you like my scent that much?" He teased the other in a soft voice, drawing patterns on his back with his fingers.
The honest confession caught him off guard, he thought he was the only who had these kind of feelings...
"I'm here now." He smiled, feeling more content than ever.
They fit together like two little pieces of a jigsaw puzzle and it amazed Chen.

@Chen [maybe i just like the smell of old men u.u /dies/ Axe smells good too though ; n ;]


Well that was out of the blew. It was supposed to be a simple hug from patron to host. From friend to friend. From whatever they hell they were. But it ended up so much more than that. Luhan felt as if all his burdens just flew away, leaving him with just Chen in his arms. That's all he needed.
Carefully wrapping his arms around the other, Luhan buried his head into the crook of Chen's neck. He inhaled the wonderful scent that was Chen and almost shook in tears. It's been a long time since he's been hugged and even longer since he's been hugged like this.
"God I missed you so much." He whispered, letting himself melt into the simple gesture.

@Luhan [hiatus] [ I know I know! it's just... lol I prefer Axe or Adidas >//< ]
Chen sensed the other's nervousness but didn't know what to do to ease it. He nibbled on his bottom lip, planning his next action. It might be too brave or stupid or childish, but...
Suddenly, when the host's graceful movement stopped, he stepped closer and wrapped his arms around the taller body, pulling Luhan into a warm hug which was full of emotions. Oh, how he missed this wonderful feeling! He let out a sigh in happiness.
He tried to express how much he missed him without words.

@Chen [old spice is a brand here. i really like its smell eue; /slapped]

Smiling in satisfaction, Luhan gestured Chen towards the seat in front of him. It's been a long time, but his kiss is still as sweet as ever. Nervousness washed over him as words refused to come out. How to tell the other that he missed his presence. Missed holding the smaller one in his arms. Missed all the little and big things alike. So instead he picked a generic question. "So how have you been?" He asks, pouring the other a cup of green tea.

@Luhan [hiatus] [ old spice? lol ]
For some moments, nervousness washed over Chen.
'What if he doesn't like it? It was such a childish things...' These kind of thoughts swirled in his mind.
As soon as Luhan's warm fingers came in contact with his own, his mouth became dry. He can't remember the angelic host's skin was this soft and smooth...
"Ummm... I m-missed you too." He stuttered, feeling the well-known heat coloring his cheeks. When he looked at those oh so tempting lips, he had to gulp and closing his eyes, he briefly pecked them.

@Chen His heart nearly jumps out of his chest at the sound of the other's purr. oh that purr that would and still gives him goosebumps and chills down his spine. how he missed such a simple action. For a moment, he lets himself remember. Chen still smells like old spice with a hint of vanilla. His voice a bit high yet so seductive. And if he really stops and listens, he could hear the sound of the other's heart beat. That alone made him smile.
he quickly grabbed the patron's hand and brought it down to uncover his eyes. His head tilts back, while his lips pucker up for a kiss. "I missed you." He chuckles, waiting for his angel to kiss him.

@Luhan [hiatus] Chen heads toward the tea room, his little heart racing wildly in his chest like it wants to jump out. Yes, he has to admit, he is excited. He missed Luhan, they couldn't really meet because both of them was busy and now... He will finally see the other again, this fact is enough to bring butterflies in his stomach, but the nice kind of butterflies.
He sees the host and a small smile immediately blooms on the patron's lips.
He tiptoes behind Luhan with one shift action, covering the other's eyes.
"Who am I?" He purrs.

*otl hands eue
mf kai

@Chen Luhan's impatiently tapping his foot. Today he's meeting Chen, the patron he met long ago. The patron that makes his toe crinkle and whose smile could light up a whole city. Yes, the one and only Chen, who is late. Or so Luhan thinks. He checks his watch and nearly groans, because he's the one that's early. Fifteen minutes early to be exact. "My life." He sighs, hiding his head behind his head as he waits for time to go by faster.

@Zelo [ I half-did too OTL]

( oh,
leaves tea room )

@Kyoya "I don't have any patrons right now, senpai," Haruhi sighs, not even bothering to speak loud enough to be heard. She leaves hurriedly.

@Haruhi "Haruhi," Kyouya calls, eyes too sharp to miss anything out of detail. "Where are you going? You're supposed to serve your patrons."
Kyouya wants to question Tamaki's sanity for letting this 'commoner' into their host club, but he doesn't complain because this kid does bring some kind of luck with him, being a natural and all. He spares a glance at the other host before turning back to his notepad and walking away to his laptop.

@Kyoya Haruhi steps into the tea room and her stomach grumbles indiscreetly. She's always been the type to be composed with these things (unless, fancy tuna), but today she's tired and hungry and all she wants right now is scrumptous food down . She spots Kyouya standing tall, all glasses and notepad and everything; she makes a move to leave. Subconsciously, she's been avoiding the Ouran hosts because just when she was slightly getting used to them, she'd been taken to this place with even more hosts and more customers and she's starting to feel fed up. She takes it out on the Ouran hosts.

The mouth-watering scent of sweets and tea doesn't affect him as much as it did the first time. Being accustomed to this kind of atmosphere is a daily occurrence, and Kyouya wonders if someday he'll get tired of this and move on. He ponders a bit about that as he jots notes down on his notepad regarding the performance of hosts.
Hm. Maybe one day. But not today.

@Minwoo [...I forgot about this! Dx]

@Zelo He nodded, pleased with the deal. "Who knows, maybe I'll just let you have it all... If I'm generous."

[Aish, I'm sorry I was gone...]

@Minwoo He stayed silent for couple minutes; thinking. Then he nodded. "Okay. But only half! I'll half the other half. Deal?"

@Zelo "What if I don't want to," Minwoo narrowed his eyes and pokes the other on the chest with two fingers. "Would I be allowed to eat the cakes as well?"

@Minwoo He tapped his chin repeatedly and narrowed his eyes. "How about you'll make me different types of cake daily but only for a certain time?" he proposed and grin. "I promise to finish them all!" he added

@Zelo "If you really want me to make you another one, I can try to fit in some time for bonding with you over cake. As long as this doesn't become daily..." Minwoo rolled his eyes, smiling slightly. "What do you think?"