Tamaki felt his stupid ego boost as everyone agreed that this was an amazing spot. Of course they couldn’t argue against the blond’s judgement (or his puppy dog eyes). He knelt down to pick up his bag and dusted off the sand granules before setting it softly onto Kyoya’s towel. His brows furrowed together as he frowned.
“Was I- was I suppose to plan what else we’re supposed to do?” Tamaki asked as his index fingers fiddled together. Little did they know, he had planned everything out but left his cute little list on his kitchen table. The only soul that would be able to read it would be Antoinette, and she didn’t need a list of things to do at the beach. But this meant that Tamaki had forgotten the events that were supposed to happen.
“I mean, I… I figured we could just play around the beach for a bit. Sometimes we need to do things in the heat, literal heat of a summer day, moment!” He stood up straight as he grabbed the fronts of his pants before ferociously yanking the fabric forever; the sounds of popping clasps filled his ears as he stared at his swim trunks. The blond had purposely bought these tearaway pants just for the beach trip; and for him, he believed it to be a grand success.
“What else would we do at the beach? It’s not like we’re here to entertain guests.”
“Thank you senpai.” Haruhi smiled softly at Kyoya as she placed her bag on the floor and crouched down to pull out some things she had brought for them. Two towels, one for herself and extra in case someone forgot, sunscreen a pair of sunglasses, and some things to build a sandcastle.
She hadn’t really been paying attention after then to whatever they had started talking about but had glanced up the moment that Tamaki and torn off his tearaway pants and she stared in complete and utter shock at the whole moment. He had told her about this idea, and had even bought her a pair to use, but she had thought and assumed that he had been joking about the whole thing, but she should have known better.
“I’m going to pretend that didn’t happen.” She spoke flatly, turning away yet again from them as she pulled off her shawl and picked up her sunscreen. Her swimsuit had been a modest two piece, the top piece being a salmon color, which ended right above the lower piece. It was almost tank like, which was perfect for her as it wouldn’t show too much of her curves.
Kaoru chucked softly at Kyoya’s response, rolling his eyes teasingly. Of course he would be thinking in terms of profit, he always was - and it wasn’t like the new host club couldn’t use some. As the aburnette turned around to speak to their self proclaimed leader, Kaoru’s eyes widen considerably at the sight of Tamaki’s tear-away pants. His mouth drops open, and then he bursts into laughter, raising his hands to clap. “Well, if we were, that would have been a great start!”
Kneeling down near Haruhi’s bag, one arm around his stomach to quell his giggling, the Hitachiin picks up two small scoops form the brunette’s pile. Straightening up, Kaoru smiles over at her and hands her one. “I love your swimsuit, Haruhi! Very you. Wouldn’t you say so, Boss?”
“First one to make the best sand castle replica of Ouran wins,” He called over his shoulder, already starting down towards the damper sand with a bounce in his step. He tossed the unbuttoned shirt he’d been wearing onto Kyoya’s blanket in the process, fully intending to drag anyone into the water who dared to follow him. “Loser buys the ice cream!”
Since Kyoya was there when Tamaki bought these tearaway pants he wasn’t surprised but instead he marks it his tiny notebook as an excellent purchase that would definitely stir their guests at host club. He’s going to have to make it a profit of it someway. “I suppose that’s true, Tamaki and yes, Kaoru is right. You do look nice in your swimsuit, Haruhi” he says with a smile.
Upon hearing Kaoru suggest a sand castle contest, he sighs, finding the task something rather childish and something Honey-senpai would have suggested if he was here. Still Kyoya wasn’t one to pass up a challenge. He was ready to win and get some free ice cream in the process.
He kneels down to grab the small bucket and shovel he had packed in his backpack before he sets himself down near Kaoru. “Alright, I like Mint Chocolate Chip” he announces to his friends before heading to the ocean to gather some water for his sand castle.