The Insane Host [OHSHC] [UNDER REVIEW]

Chapter 17

A/N: Okay, so, I have a little surprise in the making but the research needed to do it is slowly killing me. I am going to die of embarrassment before it ever sees the light of day. In other news, uhhh, how do you ask someone out?

We pulled up in front of the Ootori estate and I couldn't help but look in awe. Both at the building and at Kyoya, who I didn't know until now looked good in casual clothing.

Youta smiled as we got out of the car, "You look great."

Kyoya pushed his glasses up, "Thank you. You both look great." 

It was impossible to miss the light blushes dusting their cheeks. A small smile spread across my face. But as sweet as this moment is, we had places to be.

I pouted, looking between the two overly polite males, "Come on, let's go already!"

They both chuckled at my impatience as Kyoya and I got in the back of the car while Youta got back in the front.

"So, may I know where we are going?" Kyoya inquired while I leaned against him.

I poked his cheek, playing a simple game on my phone, "It's a surprise, silly!"

"We do have someone you have to meet first, " Youta explained, glancing back at us through the mirror.

This seemed to pique Kyoya's interest as he shifted slightly underneath me, "Oh?"

"We call her Mimi. She lives in the town we're taking you too. She's our sweet overprotective grandmother, " Youta laughed, tapping his finger on the steering wheel, a habit he didn't unconsciously. 

I bit my lip, trying to focus on my game, "I swear that she means well, she just loves us and doesn't want to see us get hurt again."

My breath hitched as I realized that I had accidentally let a secret slip as Kyoya repeated my words, "Again?"

Youta cut in quickly before I could panic,"That's a story for another time!"

The car became quiet and my mind couldn't help but drift back to the past. I wondered what I might've done differently to avoid that whole fiasco. I was so sure that he loved me even if his methods were odd. 

How could he do that me? Why would he do that to me? I gave him all the love I had to offer and he just stomped on it with a smile. 

Did he ever love me? 

Was he fucking lying to me?

Why the hell didn't he love me?

Does anyone even fucking love me?

Youta's voice cut through my thoughts, "You okay baby?"

I sneered at him, leaning up against Kyoya, "Do you really wanna know?"

"Yes, I do." He replied,  "You don't have to tell me if you want to."

"What if I do want to?" I snapped back, glaring at the back of his head.

"Then you can tell either of us and we'll listen." Kyoya cut in, his thumb rubbing against my thigh subtly. 

I turned my head, crossing my arms, "I don't want to."

"That's okay with us," Youta said calmly and the silence that came was calm. 

I stare out the car window at the trees and flowers that we pass, listening to Youta's finger tap in a rhythmic pattern and Kyoya's arms slowly wrap around my waist as the minutes pass. 

After a few minutes of comfortable silence, I spoke up, "I'm good now." The after-effects were still there, lingering within me but it was just enough that I could still ignore it. 

Kyoya pushed his glasses up, "I have a new medication for you, you can start it tomorrow when you wake up."

"Thank you, Kyoya," Youta chirped and I could see his smile.

I pat Kyoya's cheek gently with a grin, "Thanks, Kyo!"

He seemed stunned into silence for a moment but it was worth it when I saw him smile, "You're welcome. "

It was beautiful, different from the one he used on customers. It made me dizzy, overcome with joy because Kyoya was too pretty to be real. 

The rest of the ride went by like a dream as I drifted with Kyoya holding me tightly and Youta singing to us sweetly while the sun slowly fell.

A blissfully sweet dream.