karincloud asked: ….I was kind of thinking that Yu would just summon the persona Unicorn ._. But if that’s what you two want to do…((ROFL)

personahostclub:

“….” 

Yu looked at his guest wondering why didn’t think of such a simple solution. 

“Anything to entertain a guest, even if that means more effort,” Yu elegantly replied. He honestly wanted to pay Yosuke back for all the times he pranked him by spiking his tea. 

“Yosuke, hurry up.” 

“Well, I can’t reach the zipper on the back of this suit.”

Yosuke continued to struggle to finish put on the unicorn suit, while swearing under his breath. Eventually, he gave up and turned to Yu who was just standing there with his usual deadpan face.

“Damn it Yu! Help me with this stupid thing.”

can i have kanji teach jin how to sew?

Anonymous

“Hey Jin, c’mere.”

Teaching the blue haired guy how to sew shouldn’t be that bad. Sure, sometimes he was very explosive, but maybe he just needed to unwind with a little hobby. Sewing can be super relaxing. Hopefully it would help.

Kanji got out all the necessary things for the task and waited for Jin to sit beside him at the table.

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“This better be fucking good, Kanji. Whatever the fuck you want me over for —”

Jin noticed the peculiar utensils lined up on the table. For a moment, he couldn’t register what was exactly going on until it finally hit him. Kanji’s hobby was sewing. Home economics type of deal going on, much like that foreigner who was studying in Gekkoukan and would constantly be seen in the Sweet Shop. . Now that he thought about it, they were both blonds.

How funny.

He sighed as he took a seat next to the younger boy. He figured it was a request from the fucks lounging around the host club.

“Blondie, you know I’m holding my tongue in making obscene and degrading jokes involving your hobby but if one pops out, you know I actually mean it in the nicest way possible..

Maybe.

So what are we making? Frilly underwear for Yosuke or what?”

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“Nicest way huh… Yeah, comin’ from you, I can understand. Don’t worry ‘bout it. As for what we’re making, it’s gotta be something simple. We’re not gonna make underwear for Yosuke. That… That’d be weird.”

So what could be easy for a beginner to work on? A small project, obviously, but what could they make? What would Jin want to create? He tried to go off of what he knew about the other, but nothing came up. Kanji sighed. Might as well go with some random thought.

“How ‘bout we make a cute orange? Y’know, with a face and all… Hell, I dunno. If there’s something else you wanna make, we can try it.”

can i have kanji teach jin how to sew?

Anonymous

“Hey Jin, c’mere.”

Teaching the blue haired guy how to sew shouldn’t be that bad. Sure, sometimes he was very explosive, but maybe he just needed to unwind with a little hobby. Sewing can be super relaxing. Hopefully it would help.

Kanji got out all the necessary things for the task and waited for Jin to sit beside him at the table.

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“This better be fucking good, Kanji. Whatever the fuck you want me over for —”

Jin noticed the peculiar utensils lined up on the table. For a moment, he couldn’t register what was exactly going on until it finally hit him. Kanji’s hobby was sewing. Home economics type of deal going on, much like that foreigner who was studying in Gekkoukan and would constantly be seen in the Sweet Shop. . Now that he thought about it, they were both blonds.

How funny.

He sighed as he took a seat next to the younger boy. He figured it was a request from the fucks lounging around the host club.

“Blondie, you know I’m holding my tongue in making obscene and degrading jokes involving your hobby but if one pops out, you know I actually mean it in the nicest way possible..

Maybe.

So what are we making? Frilly underwear for Yosuke or what?”

i wanna see yu and jin be cutesy with one another and a large order of fries.

i wanna see yu and jin be cutesy with one another and a large order of fries.

Anonymous

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We’ll deliver it together..

Jin’s heart started beating faster than before once he replayed those words in his mind. He kept eyes on the other while hooking his arm around Yu’s neck, smothering his face close to his shoulder. He felt soft.. Like a marshmallow pillow. Upon closer inspection, Jin believed that perhaps the silver haired youth was indeed a large marshmallow pillow! This hallucination of his couldn’t get any better; his pillow had come to save him from the malicious french fries which are trying to reign over the host club. His arms wrapped themselves around Yu’s waist, dropping the plate of fries as he further brought his body closer, nuzzling his face to the young man’s chest after taking most of his sweet scent from his neck. “Marshmallow pillow, you smell like fucking delicious cake. But I hate cake, did you know I’m not really a fan of sweets and i cry myself to sleep if I don’t organize my suitcase before going to bed or if my bombs go off without a second notice.” He tightened his hold around the deadpanned sheet whilst shedding a wide smile. Yes, the hallucinogen had kicked in. Bad. “I love you, marshmallow.”

————————————————————————————————————— Yu’s body completely froze over when Jin, the one who usually threatened to set his “bowl head” on fire was wrapping his arm around him and even nuzzling his face into his shoulder. Yu looked down at the Devil Type only to see a hazy pink. Whatever brand of sugar they put into the sweets at the host club, it sure was potent. Now that there was a heavy rosy glow surrounding Jin, he couldn’t help but be reminded of Nanako. She would always sport clothes with the same pastel pink hue.  Yu ignored the loud clattering as the plate of fries dropped on the floor. He was usually irritated by wasting food (why else would he resort to eating grass), but right now he was too occupied with his “little sister.”  “You shouldn’t use words like that,” Yu gently admonished. Why would his little sister use such vulgar words?  “I love you too.” Yu hugged Jin back completely confused by his furst sugar rush. 

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Yu stared at the guest’s rather incredulous request. It was times like these when he severely doubted whether or not humanity existed at all. Repeating the Host Club’s strictest rule “The Guest’s orders are absolute” in his mind, Yu stood up to get the school project. 

He did it once before, the second time wouldn’t be too bad, right? Grabbing the pot of grass, Yu trudged back to his seat preparing himself for the most bitter meal he would ever have. 

Yu eyed the guest in hopes that they would change their mind, but his efforts were futile. He grabbed a patch of grass and stared at it. At least it was a healthy alternative to all the sweets and tea he drank when conversing with the guests. 

With a deadpanned expression, Yu placed the handful of grass into his mouth and began to chew. Thankfully his Courage was high enough for him to brave this task. The grass made an unattractive crunching noise in his mouth and as expected the taste was absolutely bitter especially since he just ate a slice of cake. He swallowed hard trying to erase any remnants of the taste. 

“Delicious.” Yu lied. He had on a glazed expression, but he vowed to himself he would never do this again. 

((FAIR ENOUGH ANON.))

After a night of intense studying and working on his nails, the Shadow was tired. Really, he should not have been around people in the state he was in. In just the last hour, he had broken several expensive plates and accidently poured tea on the bare legs of a customer. 

She’d be fine… right?

Not really caring in any matter, he suddenly became aware of his body beginning to slouch. Flopping over, he laid his head upon the shoulder of the teen sitting next to him, which happened to be Yu. Eyes closing heavily, he made no intention of moving. 

“Yu Senpai.” he called quietly, not entirely sure he was really speaking or if he was already sleeping. “Be honest with me… do I have crows feet…?” Always one for vanity, he was sincerely worried about the condition of his face. 

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Yu’s guest had just left, hopefully he succeeded in entertaining her. Honestly, he was beginning to wonder why he was hired for a host job when all he did listen quietly and then blurt out a random comment. Then again, perhaps all they needed was someone who would listen. Yu opened up a book to relax until he was requested by another guest. 

Before he could even read the first sentence he felt a weight hitting his shoulder. He turned his head hoping it wasn’t like the guest who requested to have a staring competition with him. It was quite uncomfortable. Instead it was Shadow Kanji. Stiffening up a bit, Yu closed his book. Shadow Kanji had been having a rough couple days with the guests and his exaggerated sigh only made his exhaustion more clear to Yu. 

“Yes,” Yu replied bluntly as he crossed his arm infront of his chest, “But you’re still glowing with youth, Shadow Kanji.” Yu added. He literally as glowing though. He always had a rosy aura surrounding him. Perhaps that was why he was the Sweet Type, there was always a pleasant flowery scent following him everywhere. 

“Take a nap, I think Kanji and Yosuke will take care of the guests for now.” 

“….” 

Yu looked at his guest wondering why didn’t think of such a simple solution. 

“Anything to entertain a guest, even if that means more effort,” Yu elegantly replied. He honestly wanted to pay Yosuke back for all the times he pranked him by spiking his tea. 

“Yosuke, hurry up.” 

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Anonymous asked: “I want to see Yu ride Unicorn across the skies like Santa Claus!” Obviously, she was still drunk.

Yu looked at his guest with a deceivingly steady face. In actuality, he was absolutely stunned by the request. Other guests usually asked for a rose or a charming compliment; this was something entirely different. 

“A Unicorn….across the skies?” Yu placed a hand on his chin wondering how he was going to accomplish this task. 

Yu turned around and pointed at Yosuke. 

“Yosuke, you’re a unicorn. Come over here.” Yu paused after he realized what he said sounded bizarre out of context. 

“Guest’s order.” 

The first law of the Host Club was absolute. Always listen to the guest. 

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Yosuke had just finished tending to a guest when Yu pointed and called out to him. Completely caught off guard with what Yu suddenly said to him, Yosuke gave a very confused look.

“What do you mean I’m a unicorn? Dude, what the hell. You’re going to need to explain what’s going on and why I’m suddenly a unicorn.”

As Yu explained to him the request, Yosuke place his hand over his face. He could not believe the request that Yu received and not only that, he was being dragged along for the ride. But rules are rules and Yosuke must comply along with the request set for them.

“So… how are we going to do this?”

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“How the hell did you hide something like that there?!”

Yosuke couldn’t help but exclaim when Yu randomly pulled out a unicorn costume from behind the couch. Knowing the pressure of making sure not to have the guest waiting, Yosuke took off his shoes and begun to slip the costume over his clothes. As he was pulling up the lower half, Yu came and snapped a horn on his forehead. The snapping of the rubber band painfully stung the back of his head and couldn’t help but yelp when it happened.

“You idiot! That hurt and he I am going along with this. I could just as easily got Jin to do this ya know.”

Glaring at Yu, Yosuke finished off putting on the costume. But, he couldn’t finish because the zipper of the costume was on the back. Turning around, Yosuke folded his arms and turned his head till Yu was in his field of vision.

“Well, I’m going to need your help here.”

Yu looked at his guest with a deceivingly steady face. In actuality, he was absolutely stunned by the request. Other guests usually asked for a rose or a charming compliment; this was something entirely different. 

“A Unicorn….across the skies?” Yu placed a hand on his chin wondering how he was going to accomplish this task. 

Yu turned around and pointed at Yosuke. 

“Yosuke, you’re a unicorn. Come over here.” Yu paused after he realized what he said sounded bizarre out of context. 

“Guest’s order.” 

The first law of the Host Club was absolute. Always listen to the guest. 

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Yosuke had just finished tending to a guest when Yu pointed and called out to him. Completely caught off guard with what Yu suddenly said to him, Yosuke gave a very confused look.

“What do you mean I’m a unicorn? Dude, what the hell. You’re going to need to explain what’s going on and why I’m suddenly a unicorn.”

As Yu explained to him the request, Yosuke place his hand over his face. He could not believe the request that Yu received and not only that, he was being dragged along for the ride. But rules are rules and Yosuke must comply along with the request set for them.

“So… how are we going to do this?”

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