WHEREIN those with the wherewithal, stay here to waste the time they have too much of, with six handsome boys, who also waste time they have too much of. it's the academy's very own private playground. it is sure that you'll find enjoyment here, for the club exists for the happiness of everyone! so, come along, don't be shy, pick and choose any, among the six hosts of the club!
which archetype will you choose?
THE HOSTS
The Prince Charming Type | Myung Jaehyun x Tamaki Suoh
pairing: tamaki suoh! jaehyun x m! host! reader
genre: fake dating, fluff, a bit of angst, bl
synopsis: the number one duty of a host is to keep their guests happy, even going as far as engaging in fake dating to stop an unwanted arranged marriage.
enrollment date: July, 2026.
The Cool Type | Park Sungho x Kyoya Ootori
pairing: kyoya ootori! sungho x fem! reader
genre: enemies/rivals to lovers, contract marriage, fluff
synopsis: when two rival youngest child's scheme together to inherit their family's company. aka, a guide to how marriage works in the 21st century.
enrollment date: TBA.
The Fish Nerd Type | Kim Leehan x Mitsukuni Haninozuka
pairing: mitsukuni "honey" haninozuka! leehan x fem! reader
genre: angst, fluff, comfort
synopsis: sometimes, even fish cry. and sometimes, they drown in their own tears. but that's okay because leehan can just swim and save them!
enrollment date: TBA.
The Strong and Silent Type | Han Taesan x Takashi Morinozuka
pairing: takashi "mori" morinozuka! taesan x fem! reader
aight its time to pack it up everyone! x reader writers go on the left wing, yaoinextdoor on the right wing! please make sure you leave no belongings that will help them identify your identity and track you down! its been a good run! hope yall live a good life!
pairing: ceo husband! sungho x wife! fem!reader (she/her, wears lipstick and heels)
genre: fluff, one-shot
cw: none (intentionally posted in lowercase)
wc: 808
synopsis: sungho is the boss of the place until you walk into the building.
note: came home from a whole day at uni today and passed out while eating lmao. and now i cant sleep bcus my hair isnt dry so i decided to work on a draft. enjoy! also, requests are still open for my ohshc x bnd event! dont be shy (please send 🙏😔)
edit: dividers from @angeliicide
everyone was visibly exhausted already. the meeting should have ended an hour and a half ago but currently, it seems that the end is nowhere near. sungho's secretary, jaehyun, was restless the more the presenter spoke. he feared that sungho was getting pissed off more and more by the second although, his face stayed blank. but he was sure of it, he could see that the cuffs of sungho's suit was unbuttoned on both hands. a habit of his when he's feeling frustrated. sungho is definitely slowly getting pissed off right now.
the original plan was to have a short meeting with each department of their company to decide the budget they will be given the following year. the meeting duration of other departments before the current presenter were only fifteen to twenty minutes long. sungho couldn't understand why this department has to have a presentation that is now nearing two hours long. he had asked, multiple times, to speed up the presentation and just get straight to the point. but the presenter was just being way too "passionate" about this. while he does appreciate all the efforts of his employees, he had a very important person to meet with about an hour ago.
sungho raised his hand to beckon jaehyun. "did they respond back to my message about being late?" he whispered. jaehyun walked over to where his phone was charging at to check for notifications. then, he walked back to his boss and leaned in to whisper, "there is no response but they have read the message."
left on read. sungho immediately knew he was definitely going to be in trouble.
a few moments later, the door of the meeting room barges open. a collective gasp errupts in the meeting room. a woman with a bright red lip stick scans the room, "where the hell is my husband?" she asks firmly. all heads turn to the man in an all black suit, seated at the end of the long table, right behind a laptop.
jaehyun gulps as he watched the woman strut her way towards the end of the able. the entire room was dead silent until the sound of her heels clacking against the tiles of the floor filled it in. everyones eyes followed her movements until she stopped. right in front of their ceo. sungho was frozen in his seat the entire time, he couldn't even meet her eyes. although he felt them staring down his soul.
her hands slowly trace the back of the laptop before slamming it close. the other employees jumps in their seats in surprise. every one of them gulped as they nervously watched the woman.
"we promised to meet over an hour ago," she began. everyone could see their boss unable to meet the eyes of the woman. ahh, mrs. park, his wife. his usual stoic nature melted away as soon as she entered the building. "were you or were you not the one who asked for this lunch date?" sungho remained silent and unable to meet their eyes. meanwhile, everyone watched in amusement over how their usual stoic and cold ceo was so quiet and almost looked like a cowering little puppy.
on the other hand, the woman simply sighed and gestured for jaehyun to come closer. of course, jaehyun immediately obeyed, confusing everyone else even more because from what they knew, jaehyun was the ceo's secretary and that the ceo was sungho and not this woman.
"yes, ma'am?" jaehyun asked, his body straight and stiff.
"re-schedule the remaining presentations of today and enforce a strict," she emphasized, "time limit for each presenter, got it?" jaehyun nodded in response. afterwards, she turns back to her husband still sitting quietly. "you," she started and sungho immediately looks up at her, "don't you have anything to say? to your employees?" she looked at him quizically.
sungho stood up from his chair and fixed his suit before speaking, "this meeting is adjourned. you may now have your respective lunches, for thirty minu-"
"eh-hem" the woman "clears" her throat.
"an hour..." he looked at his wife in approval, "...and a half. i will be sending out the new schedule of presentations via email by the end of the day." all the employees started packing up their stuff. his wife grabbed his hand and hurriedly dragged him out of the room.
leaving everyone stunned and in awe as they watched him get literally dragged away. "woah, are we sure mr. park is really our boss and not that woman?" one of them asked the other. "have some respect, that's mrs. park his wife," jaehyun nudged the said employee.
"mr. park is our ceo and boss," he unclipped a document from his keyboard, handing out the new schedule to the presenters (he knew this would happened and prepared it beforehand), "but not until she walks in."
Introducing.... BOYNEXTDOOR x OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB: A special crossover series! Coming this July!
— the long awaited 100 followers event is finally here! tobiotaesan has come prepared with 6 new stories! featuring different tropes such as fake dating, arranged marriage, enemies to lovers and more. enrollment at the academy starts soon, see you at music room #3!
author's note: taglist is open! comment here or send asks to be added!
genre: fluff, very tiny itty bitty angst, best friends to almost lovers to lovers
cw: bickering (mostly sanhakhwe), kissing
wc: 2,605 words
synopsis: Last year, Yn gave her heart to Jaehyun. But he gave it back to her. And this year, well...Jaehyun decides to give his to her.
note: yay, first collab! but also very scared wtf, i hope its okay. went through a lot of late nights, crash outs and break downs while writing this (this is the 6th rewritten ver). enjoy? advance merry crisler to those who celebrate! also, for those waiting for "teal jersey #04" update, there will be good news soon! i have decided not to abandon my child 🤸
"I can feel it. My guts say that this year's charity event will have something big happening!" Woonhak exclaimed with hand gestures alluding to an explosion.
"Are you sure it's not just your digestion issues acting up again?" Taesan snickered at the enthusiastic boy. To which he received a round of tantrums as a reply.
On the other hand, Jaehyun kept himself busy with the checklist on his hand. Every year, the mayor sends volunteers to help out at the shelter. Being a big animal shelter in a small city was a struggle with the lack of staff and budget cuts. Since the local government can't give their yearly budget an increase, they compensate by sending volunteers during the end of the year.
"Hey, Jae I found a package by the door when I came in this morning. It says its dog food but this box feels too light," Taesan informs him while bringing over a huge box. Jaehyun's forehead forms creases in confusion. Dog food in a box? When did they start shipping them in boxes instead of sacks? Maybe it was the dog sticks he ordered? He immediately rips off the adhesives and opens the package in Taesan's arms. They both raise an eyebrow and give each other a look that says "are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Inside the box were what seemed to be around almost a hundred pieces of mini mistletoe decorations.
Woonhak looks at the two of them and walks towards the box, intrigued by their facial expressions. Upon seeing the contents of the box, he bursts out laughing and falling on the floor. "Did you jus- did you just get scammed?! I-I told you not to buy from that shop!" Woonhak breathlessly tries to say. The boy was gasping for air at this point. Taesan giggles at the sight before dropping his smile when he looked back to see Jaehyun's glaring at him. Jaehyun grabbed his temples and did a few breathing exercises before trying to think of what to do with the contents of the box. "That's why they had a no refund policy. Well, the neighbours are lucky. Ask around for anyone looking for a mistletoe decoration for their houses, tell them we have…extras. Just give them away to anyone." He tells Taesan while still massaging his temples. Woonhak, who had already finished laughing, wraps an arm around his shoulders and says, "Hey, don't give them all away. You never know when you're going to reconnect with your almost ex girlfriend and tell them that you actually like them back but had commitment issues back then. Then, you can kiss under the mistletoe to make sure that this time you are end game." Jaehyun starts counting to a hundred to calm his nerves and stop himself from giving Woonhak a punch in the face.
After calming himself down, Jaehyun shoved the boy off of him before starting to walk away. "Hey, Taesan. I'm going back to the office to call the mayor's office and ask when the volunteers are going to come. Tell Woonhak, after he's done being stupid, to hurry up with the cleaning because it's almost time for the puppies at the nursery to eat." Taesan responded with a thumbs up while Woonhak continued to hang mistletoe's in the ceiling.
Jaehyun throws his phone on the desk and pinches the bridge of his nose. The service center landline just had to stop working today of all days. With Taesan and Woonhak out to request for a repairman from the service center across town, his morning workload just doubled and he would probably work overtime today considering how long it takes to get to the service center alone, not including the wait time to find an available repairman. But he silently thanks whoever powerful being was above, because the volunteers arrive today. His workload may have doubled but at least the double is just orienting and instructing the volunteers. He stood up and grabbed the checklist on the desk and headed out to start on his work.
After orienting the volunteers on what kind of help the shelter needed and where things were located, he noticed that one of them seems to be busy examining a picture on the wall by the lobby. "They must be a late comer," he thought, not remembering anyone who wore their hair down earlier. Carefully, he walked towards the girl and followed her line of sight. "That's Charm, one of our oldest and nicest dogs at the shelter," he said, startling the girl a little. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," he apologized. The girl looked back at him and Jaehyun's face was enveloped in shock.
"Yn?"
"Jaehyun?" The girl's face mirrored Jaehyun's. Eyes wide open and jaw dropped to the floor.
"I'm gonna go check on Charm and her babies," he mumbled in a hurry and dashed away as quickly as he could. Yn was left standing there alone with her jaw still dropped to the floor. Just like he did that day. Woonhak shook his head disappointingly as he watched from the window. He wondered whether he should put everything he learned from fanfics to use. Because clearly, these two weren't capable of fixing matters on their own.
Jaehyun's heart was beating way too fast for his liking. He keeps dropping stuff from his hands due to his sweaty palms. His head was light and airy, he was sure it would float away if he removed the scarf on his neck…scarf? He quickly untangled his scarf from his neck and threw it over his desk. 'That's so much better. See? I'm not shaken up, it was just the scarf I forgot to remove,' he thought to himself. He shakes his body in hopes of also shaking away his nerves. The sudden opening of the door startled him and caused him to knock down his pencil cup. He looked by the door to find the culprit who almost caused him a heart attack.
"The repairman's at the nursery fixing the heater," Taesan informed him. A mischievous smile appears on his and Jaehyun immediately shakes his head, "No."
"I haven't even said anything," he raised his hands in surrender. Jaehyun glared at him but Taesan simply laughed at his face, finding his situation amusing. He had been waiting for this for a year.
A few years ago, Taesan and Woonhak met Jaehyun and his best friend Yn. It was obvious from the very start that the two were harboring feelings for each other as more than friends. Long story short, last year, something finally happened between the two. Yn confessed her feelings for Jaehyun. They thought that Jaehyun would obviously accept her confession.
But they were wrong.
They couldn't believe it. Then, Yn left to pursue her studies abroad. Only being able to catch up with her through watching her Instagram stories. But due to their busy schedule at the shelter, it seems that Taesan had missed any posts about her return home.
"Han Taesan, be honest with me, I know you two still follow each other on Instagram. Did you know she was back?" He asks in an accusatory tone. Taesan crossed his arms over each other and looked at Jaehyun unamused, "No, I didn't...but if I did I wouldn't have told you." Taesan stood up and placed his hands on Jaehyun's shoulder, "Its time for you to tell her the truth. Don't chicken out again this time." Jaehyun pulled on his hair as he plopped down on the swivel chair, his impact causing it to roll back, hitting the cabinet behind. Even his chair was nudging him forward, as if its also telling him to talk to you.
The next few days suffocated Woonhak. It was him that feels the frustration for the two. Jaehyun had kept avoiding and running away from Yn. Every time he realizes they were in the same room, he finds a way or makes up an excuse to leave. Woonhak can't help but feel pity towards Yn. It was obvious in her face and the way her eyes follows Jaehyun, that she was hurting from his actions. In that moment, Woonhak finally decides that he's going to take action and make sure that the two would fix whatever this was going on between them.
"Kim Woonhak if I freeze to death tonight, I will haunt you forever." Taesan complained as he turned up the heater in his car, that was parked just across the street from the shelter. The plan was to lock the exit of the shelter, like a "forced close proximity" situation. According to Woonhak this was the most effective solution to making two people who avoid each other like the plague to talk things out.
Jaehyun grabbed his scarf from the rack and wrapped it around his neck before heading out and locking the door to his office. He walked down the quiet hallways, eyes looking through each window that he passes by to see all the dogs sleeping comfortably and checking to see if all the heaters were working. At the last turn, he notices that the light was still on in the nursery. Curious, he approached the room and finds the girl he had been avoiding all week, head on top of her arms as she dozes off on the table in front of the puppies. For the first time, his feet dragged him towards her instead of running away. He sat down quietly in front of her and leaned forward to examine her face as she slept. She looked more tired compared to the last time they last saw each other. Her hair seemed to be longer now too, a tell-tale sign she's been neglecting herself as he knew how much she hated growing it out past her elbows.But these changes doesn't change the fact that in Jaehyun's eyes, she was still the prettiest in the world.
"How long are you going to stare at me?" Jaehyun jumps from his seat, startled by her voice, hitting his knee on the table in the process. He doubles over in pain, face contorting as he rubs his knee. Yn laughs at the sight and sits straight on her chair.
"What are you doing here? Are you done avoiding me?" she said, body turned to face him.
"Oh, I just saw that the lights were still on in here so I came to check." God, he hated the way his heart was beating way too fast right now. Its like his body's default mode every time he's around Yn. "So, you're still avoiding me?"
Jaehyun visibly gulps. Yn chuckles at him. His ears reacting at the sound, red tint spreads across his cheeks. He missed hearing that so much. "Yn, can we talk?" he began. Yn's face turned serious and nodded.
He takes a deep breath before sitting again on the chair before Yn. He fixed his posture and dusted his coat before finally looking into her eyes. His breath gets caught in his throat as soon as he locks eyes with her. It feels like he's sixteen years old and confessing to his crush all over again. Yn slid her hand across the table and grabbed onto Jaehyun's, her thumb rubs his knuckles to calm him down after noticing his nervous fumbling. Unexpectedly, considering how nervous he usually gets around her, this time he feels his heart calm down.
"I'm sorry about last year."
"Oh, come on, Jaehyun. We promised not to be awkward about it." Yn interjected. This time it was Jaehyun's hands who held onto hers.
"No, listen to me. I lied back then," he continued. Yn furrows her eyebrows in confusion. She squeezes his hands, urging him to keep talking. "I did like– well, I still like you. Back then, I was just...I was being dumb. I was scared that I'll mess us up." His head drops down to his chest. "I've never felt that strongly to anyone before. I'm sorry for lying and hurting you." The weight on his chest finally disappears. But then anxiety takes over at the lack of response from Yn. It gets even worse when she pulled away her hand from his causing him to shot his head up. Jaehyun starts worrying that he really messed up this time and regret starts to fill him.
"Yn, I'm so sorry. You probably don't even have feelings for me anymore."
"Wait, Jaehyun, listen to me." She spoke up but Jaehyun didn't stop.
"I messed up didn't I? I'm so sorry. I should have just kept my mouth shu–"
Yn couldn't help but grab his face to pull him into a kiss. Jaehyun's eyes widen and he was frozen solid on his seat. He couldn't believe what was happening. His hands pinch his arm to check if this just a dream but he's pinching himself and he still feels her lips on his.
Yn pulled away right when he realized that it was in-fact not a dream. She opens her eyes to find his already locked with hers. His pupils were wide and he looked like he had just seen a ghost, "What was that? What does that mean? Why did you do that?" Yn laughed at the sight, throwing her head back. He looks at her and pouts.
"Stop laughing, why are you laughing? Who kisses someone then starts laughing?" He whines. Yn keeps laughing at his adorableness. Her hand was grabbing at her stomach now. It took a moment for her to calm down and notice the huge pout on Jaehyun's face. "Are you done now?" She wipes away the tears in the corner of her eyes and nods.
"I'm sorry, you just looked so cute." Yn responded, hands reaching for his.
"Will you tell me why you kissed me now?"
"Do you seriously not get it?" She tilts her to the side.
She leans in to peck his lips again and smiles at him teasingly, "I like you too. Well, still like you because, remember how I confessed to you last year and then you rejec–"
This time, it was his turn to cut her off with a kiss. Their stomachs flipping and turning. The air they exhale from their mouth when they pull away for a second to catch their breath before going back in, warms their cheeks. Smiling into the kiss as it feels ticklish on their faces.
Suddenly, Yn pulled away, "Can I ruin this moment and ask about the ugly, tiny mistletoe hanging above us?" Jaehyun looked up to the ceiling and sighed. Remembering how their shelter ended up with way too much mistletoes hanging everywhere due to his careless late-night purchase.
"It's a long story. Just pretend it's romantic because we're under it right now." They both just simply shrug their shoulders and continue basking in each others warmth and presence.
Meanwhile, Woonhak and Taesan high five each other upon seeing that the two finally made up. They got worried at the lack of sign of life from the two and went to check for themselves. "Guess you could say they finally addressed the mistletoe in the room. I'm such a genius, I knew sacrificing my neck to hang those mistletoe's everywhere was worth it."
Taesan sighed at Woonhak, "Genius? More like you're playing cupid on other people's love life because you're lonely."
"This is why your crush decided to date somebody els– oof!" A snowball hits Woonhak's face. Let's end this fic on a nice note and not piss Taesan off.
pairing: riwoo x reader (a full head and half a neck shorter than riwoo)
genre: fluff(?)
cw: physical touch/skinship, mention of heart attack
wc: 1,037
synopsis: the stationery store is packed and you keep running off by yourself. so riwoo had to take matters to his own...fingertips.
note: ang fantasy ko today ay si riwoo, a basket on one of his hands and the other nakahawak sa baywang. yes. how to write 2nd pov without using the word 'you' so much??
your jaw drops upon entering the stationery shop. there were so many items and the place was huge. you get why the store was recommended so passionately by your friend. riwoo, who stood behind you, chuckled at the way your eyes were practically sparkling while looking around the store. before you could walk away, as you seemed so entranced with cat shaped notepads, he immediately grabs a basket before following you from behind.
"hey, don't forget about me." he calls for you, basket in hand.
"oh wait, we forgot to grab a basket!" you turn back to look at him already raising his hand that held the basket. "i got you," he grinned.
your hands reach out for your bag that was hanging on his shoulder and grabbed the list given to you by your club president. as much as you wanted to tour around the store for your own interests, you have a task to complete before doing so.
while scanning the list for what you need, riwoo moved close to you. leaning his head over your shoulders to see the list for himself. you feel his chest brush against your back and his breath behind your ear, making you shiver at the close proximity. before your mind could drift away to thoughts you weren't ready to have, you start walking towards the filing supplies.
riwoo, though puzzled by you suddenly walking away from him yet again, picks up his speed to catch up to you, "will you please stop wandering off without me?" the store was a lot more packed than he had expected, he didn't want to lose you in the crowd. however, you couldn't help yourself from wandering off, simply too excited and too nervous to stay close to him.
"hmm...sungho didn't specify the size of the folders in his list," you scan the paper in your hand. riwoo, once again moving to stand close behind you. "what size should we-" your words are cut off at the feeling of riwoo's hands brushing and hovering on your lower back as a person walked behind you. your brain short circuits for a moment and you somehow forget how to speak.
"sorry, what were you saying?" he asks. hands still hovering behind you.
"uh- sungho. folder." damn it. you curse yourself in your head. thankfully, riwoo is too concerned over people bumping against you to notice your stuttering. he does it again, leaning over your shoulder but with his hand hovering on your lower back.
oh, god.
you feel his breath on your cheek now. warming them up, or maybe it's warmth from your face blushing the longer he stayed close, practically pressed against you.
"let's just get both sizes to be sure." his lips faintly brush against your cheekbones as he spoke. making your cheeks even warmer. honestly, your whole face was heating up now. your chest wasn't any better. it felt like you were having a heart attack. it was beating in an abnormal way.
with a gulp, you nodded your head to agree with him, unable to trust yourself that you can talk without stuttering out a weird sound instead of an actual word. hurriedly, you grab the folders in front of you before, yet again, wandering off, to riwoo's disappointment. he sighs before jogging to catch up to you.
this time, you try to go through the list as quickly as possible. moving to different sections before riwoo could even breathe in the same spot as you. this gets him really frustrated. but you don't even notice the way he looked at you with furrowed eyebrows out of both concern and frustration. you can't even look at him now. not without your heart beat racing and blood rushing to your head. it was dangerous and very, very bad for your health.
riwoo almost gets a heart attack when he sees you almost tripping on a basket on the floor and bumping a stranger. tightly clutching the basket on his hand, he maneuvers his way towards you. he sighs in relief, now finally being able to stand next to you. "how many times do i have to tell you to stop wandering off by yourself? seriously, the place is packed, what if you had actually tripped back there?" he spits out rapidly upon reaching you. but it seems as though you were not even listening to his worries, "yn, are you listening to me?"
"can you grab those highlighters up there?" you ask him. completely ignoring his nagging. riwoo simply sighs before putting down the basket in his hand. another person coincidentally walks by the same time he tried to walk past behind you, making the space for him smaller. instinctively, he brushes a hand around your waist before reaching up for the highlighters you asked for. fingertips hovering right above your waist.
the sensation gave you goosebumps. and you felt dizzy from the blood rushing straight to your head. oh dear, you felt like you were about to pass out.
he lets go of your waist and sets down the highlighters in the basket, "what else is on the list?"
"uh...i think that's all," surprisingly, you manage to let out real words after that. but your legs betray you when they wobbled when you both started walking to the cashier. yet again, riwoo's hands are back on your waist. this time, a firm grip instead of hovering. now your face reddens out of embarrassment.
"you okay?" he asks, concern etched all over his features.
riwoo's hand never let go of your waist, even while you stood in line at the cashier. sometimes he would mindlessly squeeze them lightly and caress down to your hip before going back to rest on your waist. even until you were paying for the supplies. his other hand effortlessly grabbed his phone from his pocket to scan for the payment while keeping the other attached to your waist.
and when you both got out of the store, he never let go. not like you wanted him to anyway.
and its not like he wanted to let you go too.
he liked having you close. feeling your presence and your body, right on his fingertips.
