The Concert .:Host Club X Reader:. Tamaki

"so who's next......"

"that would be milord.............. say where is he?"

"I AM NOT GOING OUT THERE IN THIS-THIS MONSTROSITY!" you rolled your eyes.

"come on Tamaki the ladies will love it!" you yelled through the dressing room curtain. "plus that's the outfit they wore I the music video so it's just like cosplay!"

"well I suppose if another great Frenchmen wore this I could too!" he pulled back the curtain to reveal the 'outfit'.

"oh my god [y/n] what have you done he looks so stu- ow AMAZING" the twin yelled after you gave them two sizable bumps to the head.

"see a true gentleman can pull any outfit off" with that he strolled onto the stage. "hello my princess I hope you enjoy. Well let's just say his outfit was jaw dropping. Did you know the tidy whities and body paint are all the rage in Europe.(*is shot to death a billion times*)



Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember

he strode around the stage singing his little princely heart out. Somewhere back stage you were franticly searching for tissues to step the blood gushing from your nose.

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad it was over

the way he posses at exactly the right moment in the song made the girlies go wild.-not to mention that it did interesting things to the ahem clothed area.

But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

he paused to blow kisses at the girls half of which passed out on spot and others began throwing under garments. Secretly you wondered what they were going to do with them later.

Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done
But I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

by this time you were running out of tissues and the twins had laughed themselves to death so you wondered how the fan girls were holding up.

But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

the stage lights glittered of the various colors of paint showing of the contorts of his 'princely' body. He winked into the camera Kyoya had apparently set up and prepared to sing the last verse .

Somebody
(I used to know)
Somebody
(Now you're just somebody that I used to know)

(I used to know)
(That I used to know)
(I used to know)
Somebody

Somebody
(I used to know)
Somebody
(Now you're just somebody that I used to know)

(I used to know)
(That I used to know)
(I used to know)
Somebody

he smiled at what was left of the crowd bowed and sauntered backstage.

"so how was I?" he asked excitedly.

"y-you were awesome sempai!" you stammered trying to look everywhere but the thin piece of clothing.


"that's great!" he cheered "oh hey [y/n] could you help me wash this paint off its REALLY itchy." he said trying to scratch his back for effect.


"uh- I um-

"of course she will boss I'm sure [y/n] would love to help you~" and teats how you were shoved in a looked bathroom with a half naked colorfully painted itchy host club king.

"hey you two hooligans let me and my daughter out!" he yelled pounding on the door. He jumped when he felt something cold and wet touch his back.

"sorry, you wanted help getting the paint off, right?" you asked blushing.

"o-oh yeah thanks [y/n]" you two sat in silence for a while. Feeling the awkwardness in the air as you washed his chest you decide to break the silence.


" Tamaki were friends right?" you asked sheepishly, trying to avoid direct eye contact.

"why of course I do your one of my very best friends [y/n]. why would you have to even ask?!" he exclaimed.

"so you don't like me as anything more?" you asked finally staring into the deep violet pools. What was that, surprise, anger?

"what? A father could never love his daughter like that that would be disccusti-"

"but you not my dad you never were and never will be so stop calling me your daughter!" you exploded. You threw the wash cloth down and retreated to the farthest corner of the bathroom rebellious tears slipping down your cheeks.

"I'm not?! Then explain to me why I get angry when I see boys flirt with you! Why I feel sad when you're not with me. Explain to me [y/n] why I love you!" you looked up at him shocked. He just said he loved you. You smiled and ran up to him hugging him around the neck.

"you idiot you stupid lovable big block head! I love you too" you cried into the crook of his neck. So let's see if I can paint a mental image for you. You are trapped in a bathroom with a stupid adorable block head who is half naked and covered in paint from the chest down.

" hey boss I think you and [y/n] have been in here long enough your free to go and we posted your performance on the-"

"YOU TWO SHADY TWINS COULDN'T YOU SEE WE WERE HAVING A MOMENT!"