☆ ¦ FEAR.

on the lips of course. ~

“I should? Why should I listen to you?”   Kyoya hummed asking Hikaru-- he was wondering why it was such a big deal for The Host Club to come over, as lovely as the thought was his father was home busying himself and having everyone around would just make him mad. Suppose he could always book them a hotel room couldn’t he? He whipped out his phone-- and with a few presses of buttons he booked them a book in on of his father’s hotels.   “ I booked us somewhere to stay for the weekend, happy? ” // @jestermasked

ah —- so he finally picked up on that did he? he was going to state how maybe he shouldn’t have taken a nap, but kyoya was not overly in the mood to deal with that. kyoya clicked his pen; his eyes looking down, the  pen tapped his lip before answering.  “oh i put it away to keep it fresh for you, we wouldn’t want you getting sick now.”   kyoya flashed him a soft smile-- “i hope that is okay with you, plus if i didn’t move it someone may have eaten it and we both know you wouldn’t want such an awful thing to happen.”  // @devoursweet

to not be reliant on those weaker than us was something his father once said, tamaki was far from a weak person– tamaki was far stronger than he ever could be, stronger than his father ever could be for putting down people. kyoya knew that wasn’t the way, to make those around you fear you, charm them will pretty white lies dusted in poison. the male knew it was just a kindhearted act, something that oh so annoyingly came naturally to the other. leaning on tamaki might become a thing he if allows himself to carry on doing– but was that not what friendship was? maybe his mind was over thinking it, maybe he was worried his father would be mad at him for asking for tamaki’s help on something he should deal with alone.  “ i-.. ”  his eyes squeezed shut- he was fighting with himself, “ sorry, i  can’t.” he glared at the floor, “i’m fine tamaki, just don’t worry about it.”