This is a request by Unicorn_girl071

Host x The Hikaru Twins sister reader. In which the reader has a child with one of the hosts but runs away only to have to come back to that host years later. The host figuring out its their child. I would like to see this done with Kyoya.

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Your POV

Coughing and hacking up into the toilet wasn't the best way of starting the day, to say the least. That weak feeling settling in the pit of my stomach, like a heavy stone. My eyes water softly as I stare at the water at the bottom of the toilet, my lips parting as I gag. My hair splaying across the toilet bowl as I spit out the remnants of sick from my mouth, a tired groan leaving my lips. My body hunching over the toilet bowl in a rather unflattering way. My hands tightly gripping onto the toilet seat, arms shaking slightly, legs feeling weak. Body on fire.

Taking a shaky breath, I slowly pull myself away from the toilet, slamming the lid down before flushing the puke away. Disgusting. My mouth felt putrid. The unbearable acidic taste sinking into my gums as I look at my bedraggled reflection in the mirror. My hair still needed taming. Dark eye bags form underneath my eyes making me feel and look more tired than I already am. As I inspect my reflection, I grab my toothpaste and squirt some onto my toothbrush before brushing my teeth. A small sigh leaving my lips.

Why did I have to get sick? Today, of all days, was supposed to be a great day for me! It wasn't going to be your usual, stressful day full of breakdowns and panic attacks. It was going to be a great day. Full to the brim of having fun, smiling and just having time to relax. That's what I was waiting for all week. I needed some time to rewind!

Of course I had to get sick!

Spitting out the toothpaste filled spit, I put my toothbrush away before reluctantly leaving the bathroom. My stomach churning with every step that I took. Each step that I made, my whole body felt heavy. Like I had weights hanging off my every limp and every part finny skin. What was going on? Did I have a fever? Perhaps a stomach bug? A small groan leaves my lips as I get into the dining room, my stomach swirling into mush as the smell of freshly cooked bacon fills the air.

At the dining table, sat my younger twin brothers, Hikaru and Kaoru, digging into their bacon and eggs. Already clad in their emblem - encrusted pale blue jacket of Ouran Academy. Ready to go to school. The pair of them were heartthrobs in our school, being part of the host club that all the girls adored. Both of them playing around with their food with a little laugh.

"Good morning, (Y/n), how did you — woah..." Hikaru, my younger brother, begins to speak up before freezing in place as he takes in my appearance. My tired, sleazy and bedraggled appearance. Kaoru, Hikaru's younger twin, staring at me worried as I slowly sink into the dining chair, "Are you okay? What's happened?"

"I don't feel very well," I mumble softly, sitting down at my seat at the table, trying to ignore the fact that Kaoru shifts away from me slightly. A small sigh leaving my lips as I run my fingers through my hair, "God I feel rough..."

"Well you look it," Kaoru comments, biting back a laugh as I glare toward him, Hikaru snickering behind him with a snarky grin. The twins grinning toward each other to compliment one another on the little jeer before turning back to me, "Are you sick?"

Before I could reply, Kaoru pushes away from his seat from the dining table before heading toward me. He rests his hand against my forehead, checking the exterior temperature of my forehead before humming gently. Kaoru tilting his head confused for a second before teetering out of the dining room for a couple of seconds before walking back in with a thermometer. He gently lets me take it into my mouth before waiting a couple of seconds, sticking his tongue out toward his brother as Hikaru snorts at Kaoru being all motherly.

"Your temperature isn't that high," Kaoru says softly, pulling the thermometer away with a small hum before patting my head, taking his seat back beside his older brother, "You wouldn't throw up without a reason... are you stressed, (Y/n)?"

"I don't think so," I reply, grabbing my cutlery as my breakfast is placed in front of me with a small sigh, digging my knife into my poached egg and letting the yolk leak off the egg white and onto my plate, "Exams aren't for another few months,"

"Well if you're not sick or stressed... what could it be?" Hikaru asks tilting his head toward me with a small pout of confusion. The auburn haired male resting his palm against his chin as he thinks about something, the cogs in his brain whirring away before snorting to himself at something he concocted in his brain, "Maybe your pregnant!"

"Hikaru! Don't say things like that!" Kaoru reprimands, hitting his older twins arm with a little angry pout, shaking his head while I set down my cutlery, "Kyoya - Senpai doesn't do those sort of things!"

Hikaru snorts in disbelief toward his younger and much more innocent (seemingly innocent) twin. How did Hikaru know what Kyoya and I got up to in our spare time? It wasn't any of his business! What Kyoya and I got up to shouldn't be what he worries about! The male in question, Kyoya Ootori, was, in fact, my boyfriend. My intense, intimidating yet cuddly and loving boyfriend. The cool yet sinister type in the Host Club. Tamaki Suoh's right hand man, if you will.

Kyoya and I had been dating for almost a year and a half now. Starting off our relationship with merely shy pecks and occasional hugs from time to time. Then, as time went on, slowly grew more confident around one another and tried more things. Found what we loved to do with one another and enjoyed every moment spent together. Only I got to see Kyoya's softer side. The clingy cuddles and the everlasting kisses.

If anything, he was completely different to how I had imagined. But that's a good thing.

Rolling my eyes toward my bickering brothers, I stab my fork into my bacon and swallow it down with a sigh. Hikaru must be crazy if he thinks I'm pregnant. There's no way it could happen. We're both so careful when we do... do it. So there was no way that I could be with child. Right?

"You and Kyoya haven't done that... right (Y/n)?" Kaoru asks softly, almost hopefully, as he looks toward me making me roll my eyes as he whines like a hurt puppy, "You and Kyoya haven't done that sort of thing..."

"Do I have to relay to you what I do with my boyfriend?" I ask arching a brow, setting down my cutlery after I finish my breakfast. I have to roll my eyes as my brothers both playfully gag and point to the inside of their mouth in disgust, "Oh shut up! Like you two haven't done anything with anyone!"

"So... are you pregnant?" Kaoru asks tilting his head before gaping at his older brother with a bright smile, "Does this mean we're uncles?!"

"We don't know that she's pregnant yet, Kaoru," Hikaru says patting his younger brothers forehead with a smile, "If she's not I'm sure Kyoya wouldn't mind putting one in her,"

"But I thought Kyoya didn't like children?" Kaoru asks tilting his head, wincing as Hikaru hits his arm, "Ow... what was that for?..."

Shaking my head, I take a deep breath and push away from the dining table. The twins keeping their eyes on me as I head out of the dining room and toward the bathroom. My stomach churning, with dread instead of sick. A small whimper leaving my lips as I open the medicine cabinet and pull out the box of pregnancy tests that we have (just in case mom or I ever needed them). Gulping, I pull out a pregnancy test and run my fingers through my hair as I quickly take the test as set it down on the sink. Letting it run through the results and calibrate.

Dread fills my lungs as I lean against the wall taking a deep breath. My eyes glued to the small stick sitting on the sink, sparkling with nothing but fear and worry. What do I do if I am? Do I tell Kyoya?... oh my god... What if he doesn't talk to me again? Was what Kaoru saying true? Did Kyoya really not want children? What would he do if I were pregnant? Would he split up with me? Would I have to look after this baby on my own? What do I do if I am pregnant? Will he leave me? Within a few seconds, the twins were at the door looking toward me worried.

"What does it say?" Hikaru asks softly, sending me a small reassuring smile while I stare at the stick on the sink. A small sigh leaving my lips as I rest my head against the wall, "Is it positive?"

"I don't know... I haven't checked," I reply taking a deep breath to centre myself as Hikaru looks toward me for confirmation to check making me gulp nervously, "You look... I can't..."

Kaoru hugs me from behind and wraps his arms around my front, pressing a brotherly kiss to my cheek as he rests his head on my shoulder. Our eyes watching Hikaru as he slowly walks toward the sink. Kaoru squeezing me close to him as he rests his cheek against my shoulder, the auburn haired male taking a deep breath as Hikaru slowly picks it up. Gulping, I look toward Hikaru, clutching at Kaoru's hand tightly as Hikaru releases a small strained breath.

"W — well?..." Kaoru asks, giving my hand a supportive squeeze as he watches Hikaru's movements, the older twin looking toward us, worry flooding his hazel eyes, "What does it say?"

"It's... I — it's positive..." Hikaru replies slowly, his eyes on me, anticipating my reaction as my eyes widen. My body slumps against Kaoru, my whole body in shut down mode, as I gawk at the floor with wide eyes. What am I going to do? The rug was being pulled right from under my feet. How could this happen? I don't understand. We were so careful. This is insane...

"Oh my god..." I mumble, shaking my head as I gulp, running my fingers through my hair as I close my eyes, taking a shaky breath, "Oh god..."

"(Y/n)..." Kaoru says softly, wrapping his arms around me worried, "It's okay..."

Kyoya's going to freak out. He's going to freak out. He's going to kill me. He's actually going to kill me dead! What am I going to do?... Sighing softly, I look down at my feet and take a deep breath. Hikaru and Kaoru engulf me in a tight hug, holding me close. Trying to keep me in their arms as I slowly begin to chip away and break down in their arms. My head spinning. My eyes watering. My whole body shutting down.

What am I gonna do?...

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Coming back home after years of being abroad felt almost surreal but there was almost that sense of security. That I belonged here. That I was somewhere safe and sound. I didn't imagine myself stepping back onto Japanese soil ever. Not after how hard I worked to get to where I am right now after migrating to America to live in one of the states. Not after how much money I managed to earn with the work I produced. It would have never occurred to me that, one day, I'd come back home. With a fashion company as big as it is in America, no one would think that Japan would offer me so much more back home.

However, after deliberating, after consulting all my supervisors. Spending months upon months on making this decision. I made the executive decision to move back home to broaden my company. Making that choice was hard. I had so many things to consider. I had to think of how my company would survive with me not being there to maintain everything and keep everyone in line. I had to consider the profit and the new designs of the lines that could be pouring in.

And... I had to consider my little boy.

After finding out I was pregnant, after having a very in-depth conversation with my family, I decided to keep my baby and move out of the country. For business (instead of telling the truth and worrying anyone). Designing products while in stages of pregnancy to get my company up and running. Working through the days. Giving birth to my son, Shinjiro Ootori, privately. Letting him grow up with me. Letting him have fun and not have the stress of what an Ootori child usually has. Letting him grow up without stressing over being the top of the class... he was smart regardless. The boy having his fathers smarts.

Some may say that it's horrid that I never told Kyoya about being pregnant. Some may say that I'm a terrible person. Some may say that I'm being irresponsible, that a child needs both a mother and a father...

But I don't care.

A child, for Kyoya, would have been a setback. It wouldn't let him do what he wanted to do. He wanted to go off to university, get a medical degree and follow his fathers footsteps. A child would have possibly held him back. He wouldn't be able to help out as much as he could... and who knew if he wanted a child? Kaoru said he didn't...

But maybe they could meet now... I mean, it's been five years...

As I step out of the car, letting my five year old son out of his side, I send a smile toward my brothers who instantly rush over to me. Shinjiro squealing with giggles as he runs into Hikaru's arms, jumping into the taller males chest who happily picks him up and ruffles his hair. Kaoru instantly pulling me into a tight little huge. A smile plays on my lips as I lean into my younger brother, watching as Hikaru let's Shinjiro play with his hair.

Just like his father, Shinjiro had gorgeous short, midnight black hair that swept over his forehead. He had a sweet little face with gorgeous bright (e/c) eyes. A bright smile on his features, a charming smile that was truly an Ootori smile. He is a beautiful boy. I couldn't deny that. Just like his father, despite his good looks, he did have a side that could intimidate anyone.

"Hey little man, you been good for your mom?" Hikaru asks, chuckling as his nephew nods eagerly with a bright smile, the boy sticking his tongue out toward his younger uncle who chuckles, "You excited to be here? This is where your mama grew up,"

"Really?" Shinjiro asks, his eyes sparkling up at Hikaru making the auburn haired male smile, chuckling gently at the excitement radiating off the five year old, "What about daddy?"

"Daddy too," Kaoru says with a smile, grinning as Shinjiro buzzes with excitement, making me giggle gently as I play with my nails, "So what's on the agenda today?"

"Well... uh..." I begin gulping nervously as I look down at my hands, taking a deep breath as I close my eyes, "I — I was gonna... take him to meet... Kyoya..."

"Seriously? After all this time?" Kaoru asks incredulously as he looks toward me with wide eyes, Hikaru staring at me with the same amount of shock as I nervously shift under their gaze, "Not that he is but... what if he was in a relationship?"

"Well he isn't? Is he?" I ask looking toward Hikaru who shakes his head with a small smile, making me hum gently, trying to contain my excitement.

"Well, he hasn't dated anyone since you left... we told him it was for business and that you'll be home soon..." Hikaru explains with a small smile, chuckling at my rather sheepish form as I fiddle with my fingernails, "Someone's hopeful~"

"Oh shhh!" I hiss glaring playfully toward him as I giggle, taking a deep breath as I look around the area, smiling to myself as memories from my childhood spread into my mind, watching a mini me chasing after my two brothers on the grass before me, "He's probably mad at me anyway..."

"Yeah. He will be," Hikaru says simply with a chuckle, letting Shinjiro back onto his feet before letting the little black haired boy scurry off to cuddle with our mom who eagerly scoops him into her arms and smothers him with kisses and cuddles, "But I'm sure you'll have fun with that~"

Rolling my eyes, I cross my arms over my chest as I watch Shinjiro scurry back to me, wrapping his arms around my waist before burying his head into my stomach with a little giggle. Smiling softly, I run my fingers through his black locks before checking my phone, biting my lip nervously as I unlock it and scroll through my contacts to a number that I never imagined I'd ring for ages. A number that I've refused to use yet so desperate to use for five years running...

Kyoya's number...

Every number change he had, Hikaru or Kaoru would send me his new number just in case I ever wanted to talk to him. In case I wanted to come home. In case I wanted to see him again. I never thought I'd use it. I used to push him to the back of my mind to suppress the guilt of leaving him high and dry. I couldn't bring myself to call him... I can't escape him... no matter how hard I try. Now I'm back home...

Sighing gently, I press the green call button, holding the phone to my ear as I let it ring gently. What felt like seconds, felt like hours. Waiting for the phone to ring. Waiting for him to pick up the phone. My heart hammering in my chest, hearing the beats in my ears as I wait. It was like torture.

Then finally... he answered...

"Hello?" He begins. My heart catches itself in my throat upon hearing his voice for the first times. It's like being deaf for most of your life and then being given the gift of hearing. It was almost too good to be true. My smile grows bigger, a little giggle leaving my lips as Hikaru grins

"H — hi Kyoya... it's (Y/n)," I reply shakily, leaning against the doorway as my stomach churns. Anxiety bubbling away in my gut as I look up to the sky as his breath hitches, "H — how are you?..."

"I... wow..." he says, almost star struck, a small giggle leaving my lips as I hear him slump into what I'm assuming is a chair, a small chuckle leaving his lips, "You have no idea how happy I am to hear your voice... I just... wow..."

"Really?" I ask with a small smile, giggling as I watch Shinjiro play with the twins, running a finger through my hair, "I'm happy to hear you too... it's been a while..."

"You're telling me, where the hell have you been?" He asks, trying to sound intimidating although I could hear the sincerity and the affection behind it, "God... where were you?"

"I know... I'm sorry..." I reply guiltily, gulping nervously, I could just imagine the sheer intimidation of his glare, my back slowly growing goosebumps, "I was in America... I... uh... I... kind of... had a problem..."

"Well what was it? (Y/n) you know I wouldn't leave you high and dry," Kyoya says into the phone making me feel even more guilty, a small sigh leaving my lips, "Whatever it was, I could have helped. You know I'd do anything for you..."

"It... it wasn't that simple..." I explain rubbing the back of my neck with a small sigh gently, smiling softly as I watch Shinjiro jump onto Kaoru's back making the younger twin tumble forward into the mud below, "Kyo... I... you're probably gonna hate me..."

"(Y/n), I couldn't ever hate you," Kyoya says softly, I could hear a pen being tapped against something on his end of the phone, "What was the problem? Hm? You needed surgery? Uh... family emergency? Scholarship?"

"Not any of them..." I reply softly, taking a shaky breath as I look down at the floor, my intestines coiling around each other, "I... I fell pregnant...Kyo..."

"Y — you what?..." He asks incredulously, tears gathering in my eyes as I hear him hold back a sigh, heart stopping, "You're joking right? There's no way you could have fallen pregnant..."

"Well, there is because I have a little boy now," I reply softly, sniffling as I grab my sleeve and wipe my eyes with it, discarding the idea of using tissues, "I didn't know how you'd react so I ran... I..."

"Can I meet him?" He asks softly, taking me by surprise but I was happy all the same, "Please?"

"Sure... are you free Saturday?"...

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Shinjiro couldn't contain his excitement, the little boy was buzzing, unable to sit still as I drive toward the park. A bright grin on his lips as he wiggles excitedly in his car seat, clapping his hands as his eyes are glued to the window, watching the trees and the pedestrians go by while I drive down the street. His bright (e/c) eyes sparkle with happiness as I pull into a parking lot, backing up into a bay with a small hum. Smiling toward my little bean who's happily clapping, grinning toward me as I turn the car off. The car switching off with the click of a key.

Without a moment to allow me to let him out, Shinjiro shuffles himself out of his car seat with a bright smile, pushing the door open as I quickly jog over to him to help him out the car. A giggle leaving my lips as he jumps to his feet and wiggles his little hips as he mumbles a happy little song. His hand holding onto my own tightly as we walk down the path with a little smile, his eyes scanning over the park.

The little toddler was over the moon for today. For the first time in forever, he was going to meet his dad. Someone that Shinjiro has been looking forward to see in ages. Someone that he's admired for so long. He adores each story that I tell him before bedtime about Kyoya. He couldn't believe that he was going to meet his father!

To be honest, I was just as excited!

After all, I haven't seen him for so long. I haven't given him cuddles... or kisses. I haven't even spoken to him for five years in fear that he'll hate me for leaving so abruptly. It's a dick move, I know... but I'm just so glad that he's giving me the benefit of the doubt. I'm glad he's giving me a second chance. You don't usually find people that are so forgiving... so I'm very very lucky right now.

"(Y/n)?"

Upon hearing that voice, I halt in my tracks, my eyes widening slightly as I take a deep breath. Hoping and praying that this will be great and nothing bad will happen. Slowly, I turn around to face him. A smile playing on my lips as my eyes lay on the black haired male that captured my heart many years ago, a giggle leaving my lips as I hear Shinjiro gasp in awe, his (e/c) eyes sparkling with glee.

"Kyoya," I hum smiling, giggling to myself as I walk over and pull him into a giant hug, the male chuckling as he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me close, burying his head into my neck with a sigh, "I'm so sorry about leaving..."

"It's okay, I forgive you," he replies kissing my forehead, the same warm feeling of happiness spreads through my chest as I look up at him, "But you should have spoke to me, you know I wouldn't hate you over that and we could have worked through it together,"

"I — I know... I just... I got scared," I reply rubbing the back of my neck while biting my lip nervously, smiling toward my boyfriend who chuckles and kisses my nose, "I'm just glad you're not mad..."

"I'm not mad, just disappointed but you can make it up to me later, darling," he purrs with a smirk, a small shiver running down my spine as I bite my lip with a small whine. The taller male chuckles gently as he notices little Shinjiro sheepishly twisting his foot on the ground with his hands behind his back nervously, "And you must be my little boy, what's your name?"

"Sh — Shinjiro," the boy replies softly, looking around with a small hum before looking up at Kyoya with a small smile, "I'm... five,"

"Shinjiro, it's okay," I promise him, ruffling his hair making him giggle as he holds onto my pant leg with a small shy smile toward Kyoya who smiles softly back, "It's your daddy, he's not gonna hurt you,"

Reluctantly, Shinjiro releases his grip on my pant leg and slowly toddles toward Kyoya who kneels down to his height. The little black haired boy looks up at him before giggling gently as Kyoya pulls him into a hug, the little boy happily snuggling into his fathers home with a big happy smile. The pair of them clicked instantly. Shinjiro clinging onto Kyoya as the older male stands back up straight, a smile on Kyoya's usually stoic face.

With his free hand, Kyoya interlinks his hand with mine and walks down the path of the park as Shinjiro babbles to him about everything and anything that enters his mind. Kyoya happily listening to every single word he's saying. The father couldn't help the smile crawling across his lips, he even chuckled a bit at certain intervals!

On our path, we come across the swings and the slides of the park. Shinjiro excitedly bouncing off Kyoya to dart toward the playground, leaving Kyoya and I to our own devices. An awkward feeling settles in my stomach as we take a seat on a metal bench and look toward each other. My stomach curls as he clears his throat.

"I don't understand why you wouldn't just tell me..." he hums softly, shaking his head as he clasps his hands together, the male was stumped. Almost heartbroken that I couldn't trust him, "You know I would never hurt you, never in my life would I raise my hand against you... Even if this news would shock me, why couldn't you trust me with it?"

"Kaoru told me that you didn't like children... I couldn't bring myself to abort a baby so I ran..." I explain, albeit guiltily, my heart slamming against my rib cage as I feel a frog in my throat, "I — I'm ashamed of it... that I ran... I didn't go a day without thinking about you and how I lost your trust..."

"What does your brother know? He's not me and, frankly, they're always up to no good," Kyoya says with a small chuckle as he shakes his head, "Your brothers are still the troublemakers they were in high school, you don't trust a word that comes from their mouths unless it concerns themselves or family... come on, darling, you should have known that,"

"Right..." I hum with a sigh, biting my lip as I fiddle with my nails, "Again, I'm not blaming you, it's all my fault, I wouldn't put it past you if you just stick around for Shinjiro and not myself,"

Kyoya lets out a rather humorous chuckle before interlocking our fingers with one another; pressing a kiss to the back of my hand with a smile. His piercing eyes shimmering with nothing but adoration as he looks toward me making my face light up a thousand shades.

"If you think I'm that shallow, you're sorely mistaken," he hums, kissing my cheek making me giggle as I lean into him and allow him to wrap an arm around me, "We'll figure something out, we always do,"

A faint smile plays on my lips as I look toward him. His chiseled face. His piercing eyes that always made my knees quiver. His smirk always driving me crazy. His soft black hair that I could play with for days. His soft yet callous hands. His gorgeous face.

Why did I run away to give that up?...

Well, that's behind us now. Only the future to look for, which was something that I'm refusing to ruin. Kyoya was giving me a second chance. Something that only happens once in a blue moon. I needed to make this right and I needed to fix my mistakes. Kyoya needs to be involved with Shinjiro. He needs to be a part of his life. Not someone on the sidelines. I could do this, I could help them bond...

We could become the family that I've always wanted...

Taking a deep breath, I press a kiss to his cheek making him chuckle and look toward me. His eyes searching my own as I play with the back of his hand, drawing circles on it. Why would I give Kyoya up? Why would I throw away this second chance? Kyoya is amazing. Always has been and always will be...

And there's no doubt he'll be an amazing father.

"Thank you Kyoya,"...