It's the reaction Honey was hoping for and within no time the cupcake (and two or three more) have been downed effortlessly by the pint sized host. Mori blinks and the corners of his lips upturn. He's just about to wrap his little hand around one frosted with white and pink sprinkles when he lifts his gaze to Mori.Įxpressionless as always, it's difficult for anyone to decipher what the strong-silent type is thinking most of the time, but even the slightest change of demeanor gives Honey the answer he needs. The smaller boy takes his chance to reach for the middle of the table where a platter of highly stacked cupcakes has been displayed. All he has to do is smile and the ladies practically lose it. Their customers might suspect the loli act to be just that, an act, but both Honey and Mori know it to be the true expression of his personality. Only Mori seems to have caught the way he took offense to the question.īoth girls release a simultaneous ' AThen again, Honey has the easiest job amongst all the hosts. Yet Honey is smiling wide, squeezing the pink bunny with all his might. “Would you bring your bunny rabbit, Honey?” asks the girl on the other side, one with long black hair and sparkling diamond earrings.Ī fleeting twitch marks Honey's childlike face and Mori knows it unmistakably as indignation for the boy would never go anywhere without his stuffed rabbit. “Yeah,” Mori affirms while barely moving a muscle to speak. “We have tea parties all the time at home, don't we, Takashi?” “We were just telling Honey how much we would love to have a royal tea party with him sometime,” the girl with an upturned nose and long – possibly faux – lashes coos. “Come sit with us!” he says, as if Mori would sit anywhere else in Music Room #3 than beside his protected.Ī silent nod and the taller boy takes a seat across from his cousin, poising himself with his shoulders back and a napkin in his lap in case he decides to have something other than a cup of tea (he never does).Īnd within seconds the girls have begun their flattery where they left off. The bubblegum-sweet voice has Mori's head turning as he walks through the door.Īrms outstretched and waving wildly through the air, Honey sits at their usual table flanked by two female Ouran students who seem to be fawning over something undoubtedly precious that has just left the boy-lolita's mouth.
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