Tamaki's pov

I scroll through all the notification on my phone to she 48 unread messages and 13 missed calls all from y/n.

After I saw the notification's on my phone I looked around to see where I was.

It was a white bedroom with a big window and light see through blue curtains and a queen sized bed in which I was lying in.

The sheets were covered in a white slimely substance with a phone number written on the sheets.

It read..

(***)***/****
Call me❤

Then I hit me like a ton of bricks.
"I cheated on y/n" I said to myself.

I grab my clothes and shove it in me then I saved the number Amber gave me.

Y/N pov

I woke up at 6:00 and I start making breakfast for myself just as I finished I hear the door open.

I look up and tamaki walk in. I go over to him to greet him but he quickly pushed me aside and goes to our room.

I quickly follow after him worried that something big might have happened.

But when I get to the room I see Tamaki's clothes on the bed and the shower running.

I take Tamaki's clothes and start to fold it but as I do I got a sniff of women's perfume?

I took another sniff and the smell got stronger. It was like if he dipped his clothes in a buckets of perfume.

"He wouldn't cheat right?" I whispered to myself. I tried to convince myself that I was imagining things but deep down I knew he cheated.

I quickly unfold the clothes and throw them in the washing machine. As if on cue tamaki comes out of the bathroom and goes straight down stairs to the living room.

I follow and tug on his shirt lightly. "Tama are you okay? You didn't come home yesterday I was worried." I say and wrap my arms around his waist.

Tamaki's pov

"Tama are you okay? You didn't come home yesterday I was worried." Y/N said as they wrapped their arms around my waist.

I jumped slightly when they called me "tama" it reminded me of when Amber was on top of me moaning my name.

I always wanted to have my first time with y/n. I wanted it to be special. I wanted it like it was in the movies with rose peatel's and candles.

Instead it was with the person I hated the most and in a cheap bar in a bed that had been slept in by thousands of other people.

I look over at y/n who was waiting for an answer. I stood quite for a moment before answering ".....yeah... I'm fine. What's for breakfast?" I lie trying to change the subject.

"Waffles!" Y/N says happly. Seeing them so happy broke my heart. I knew sooner or later they would find out.

But for now I want to keep it a secret.
They doesn't need to know about it  now maybe later...

Right?