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Shoto and Uki are currently 2nd year university students. Shoto is studying criminology and Uki is studying astronomy, they’re both the kind of students that don’t really prioritise learning. Uki has a job at a very successful and well-known host club, which takes up a lot of his time and energy.
As for Shoto well, he works at a little dessert café, and is also an amateur musician, he doesn’t get to play often but he does when he has some free time, which he doesn’t have a lot of at the moment.
Though they are studying separate degrees, occasionally they have writing classes together, to polish their academic works. They usually get lunch on campus at least twice a week, before they both have to part ways to their respective jobs, or to their respective classes.
Today Uki and Shoto had a writing class together, but Uki being Uki of course left behind his textbook. He’s done this on numerous occasions, usually it’s fine as the 2 are roommates. But this week proves a little more complicated than usual. Uki is dating his co-worker at the host club Fulgur, and this week Uki is staying at Fulgurs. Which Shoto does not like to think about too much as he knows exactly the purpose for that visit.
Shoto knows that the only way to get this book back to Uki before his class that needs it tomorrow, is to hand deliver it to him.
The problem is that Shoto is not entirely sure of Uki’s schedule, he’s always going out and doing whatever he likes, which is nice for Shoto, means he gets some alone time at home, though of course this week that doesn’t matter.
Shoto opens his phone and heads to Uki’s Instagram, hopefully that would be helpful? Shoto taps on his icon and waits for Uki’s Instagram story to load. The photo on his story is the street where the host club is. Ah he must be working.
Uki keeps his job private, being a host at a host club is not the most respected profession, and Shoto’s not sure what Uki or anyone’s family would think of that.
Shoto arrives and feels super awkward. It's quite loud, lots of conversations are happening and clearly quite a few of the customers have been drinking. There's some nice acoustic music in the background which calms him down a bit, so he tries to focus on that. He sits down in a chair in the main room near the door.
Upon scanning the room it seems there is a sea of women invested in a few beautiful men. It doesn’t look like Uki is in this room, he must be upstairs in a private room or must be having a break. Shoto waits and feels the judgemental stares of all the women in the room, he is the only male customer there, and he knows its awkward.
But more than the judgemental, Shoto feels a stare of intrigue, expecting it to be one of the well-dressed women, he looks up and sees a tall pale man, he is very handsome. He has long dark hair, pale eyes that pierce through his soul, gorgeous eyeliner, and perfectly manicured black nails. He’s wearing a light suit that perfectly complements his figure and features. This man continues to stare, and Shoto looks down, blushing, feeling an intense shade of embarrassment cascade across his cheeks.
But the man continues to stare. Shoto looks up again and to Shotos surprise and immense concern, excuses his female clients and walks towards Shoto. He’s much taller now that he stands Shoto thinks.
“What’s a scared little puppy like you doing here hm?” The man says, a smirk on his lips as he sits down next to him.
Shoto cannot gather his thoughts, or his words.
“I, uh. my, um” He tries to stumble some words together but his brain is simply not working.
The man looks Shoto up and down, quickly so it doesn’t look suspicious, but Shoto knows what he’s doing, he’s not an idiot.
He musters up some courage and starts over, this time looking away
“Uki is my roommate and friend from university, he left his textbook in class. He’s staying at Fulgurs for a week so he needs it. I’m here to give it to him.”
As Shoto finishes speaking he looks back at the man, he gives Shoto a warm smile. He’s suddenly a lot less threatening, still hot though.
“Ah I see puppy. We don’t get a lot of male clients, and certainly not ones as, shall we say titillating as you. So that does make sense. Though it is of course nice to have you here no matter the reason.”
As he finishes speaking the man puts his hand on Shotos thigh, and poor Shoto is ridiculously flustered and just sort of sits there and waits for the other man to make a move.
“My name is Vox by the way, what’s yours sweet thing?” Vox, what an interesting name Shoto thinks. Vox leans further into Shotos personal space and rubs his thumb over Shotos cheek. Shoto can smell his cologne, he smells smoky, and mature.
Shoto is blushing like a schoolgirl and his brain has short circuited. He takes a deep breath and-
“My name is Shoto, it’s uh nice to meet you?” It is definitely nice to meet Vox but he doesn’t want to come on too strong right away. Vox has already done that, and it’s no fun if they both do is it?
Shoto looks up and a disgruntled group of beautiful women are frowning at him and Vox.
“I’m sorry my dear but I’m needed. Give me the book and I’ll give it to Uki.”
Shoto hands over the book and watches Vox give a sweet smile and then walk away.
Well that went interestingly. That was not what he was expecting, at all.
He walks himself to the exit and shuts the door behind him, drowning out all the nose. Shoto just stands dumbfounded outside the door to the host club. He gives his cheeks a lil slap to wake himself up, shakes his head, and walks to the train station.
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Shoto arrives at his apartment and immediately goes to his room. Still completely overwhelmed by the situation earlier at the host club.
He snuggles into bed, tired and still embarrassed. Shoto decides he’ll have a scroll through Instagram and then get ready for bed.
The first post on his feed is, oh it’s Uki! And he’s finally announced he works as a host at a host club. He’s been holding onto this secret for a while now, Shotos glad he’s finally comfortable with sharing his job with his friends and family. It’s a super cute picture of Uki, Shoto double taps and swipes through all the other cute pictures of his best friend.
He continues to swipe and there’s Fulgur, Uki’s boyfriend, Luca their boss is there, and oh.
Oh. Oh my god. VOX?
It’s a gorgeous picture of him, though Shoto assumes that’s not a difficult feat. Shoto taps the image and the tags immediately come up, including Vox’s. He’s never tapped on anything faster in his entire life. But the loading feels infinite, he cycles through ideas as to what Vox’s Instagram might be before it finally loads.
Oh. Oh it is GOOD. It’s everything Shoto wanted and more. He reads the bio, it seems like the account is purely for promoting his job at the host club. This is clear by the numerous yet wonderful instances of thirst posts on the account. Shoto doesn’t know where to start, this is like a 5 star buffet.
He doesn’t know where to start so he scrolls down for more posts to load, and yep that was definitely the right decision. Though the newer posts are nice the older posts are a lot more… seductive. He taps on a post of Vox with his shirt unbuttoned, he’s also slightly pulling his sweatpants down. The sweatpants are grey of course, Vox is no amateur provocateur Shoto notes.
Shoto zooms in on the sweatpants aspect of the image, Vox has a beautiful v line that is leading to.. an aspect of the image that has been cut off. He’s a little disappointed, but the v line is now living rent free in his flustered little mind.
He closes his phone and rubs his eyes, he hopes Uki got his book. But either way the trip wasn’t for nothing, though he desperately needs to sleep.
He gets ready for bed in the bathroom, then returns to his bed and reopens his phone. He shoots Uki a text.
Shoto: Hey babe I brought your book to the host club, hope you actually got it.
5 minutes pass
Shoto: Congrats on being public about your job by the way! Proud of you <3
Another 10 minutes pass
Shoto: Also I can't believe you didn't tell me you had a hot co-worker? You're a criminal.
Uki responds immediately.
Uki: HAHAHHAHA omg SHOUUUU
He’s definitely drunk.
Uki: Baby all of my co-workers are hot, you gotta be more specific.
Shoto: Mmm, no actually I'm going to make you guess.
Also YOU DIDN'T TELL ME IF YOU GOT THE BOOK. AND YOU DIDN'T RESPOND TO ME BEING NICE >:(
Uki: OKAY FINE I GOT THE BOOK AND THANK YOU FOR BEING NICE. HAPPY NOW BOTTOM?
Shoto: yes, now guess!
Uki: Hmm well there were only 3 of us scheduled tonight. Luca, Vox and myself. Even though I'm very hot it's not me, I was upstairs.
Can you give me a clue? I'm very drunk bb.
Yeah no shit.
Shoto: okay fine. Um, he put his hand on my thigh?
Uki: VOX DID WHAT?!!!!
Shoto: Oh hey you guessed correctly!
Uki: oh my god. I cannot believe this, my gay little heart can't take this. I'm literally laughing out loud oh my god. HE ’ S SUCH A SLUT, I DIDN'T KNOW HE LIKED GUYS???
Shoto’s heart briefly sinks.
Shoto: Oh, does he not? I mean, he might not have been coming on to me I don ’ t know. Probably just trying to get money out of me like the rest of you. No offense babe.
Uki: I honestly don't know. My gaydar isn't very good tbh. You should try see him again and figure it out,. Shou detective arc!!
Ok night babe Fulgur is calling~
Shoto puts his phone down and screams into his pillow.
It’s time to come up with a plan.