Of course it was obvious – no one but Suoh Tamaki would be so obnoxiously obvious and sweet at the same time. Rolling his eyes, Hakuba looked over the gifts with a small, but content smile, then set them aside so that he could get ready to drop by the aforementioned club. Although he would be officially giving the Host King a return gift on White Day, he didn’t see any harm in stopping by with some extra treats for his ridiculous friends at Ouran in the meantime.
“Oh but I am interested Hakuba. Yes the ladies are to take interest in as well, however the one that always captures my interest is you. Mr. Cool-Prince.
"I think, Suoh-san, that we would break far too many hearts if we were to occupy each other’s time on Valentine’s Day… as much as I love your company, oh one true King of the Host Club.”
“Because, everyone just wants to know if the Great Detective of London has their ‘special someone’ yet~ Most people want a date for Valentines you know.~”
“Ah, but I think that information just might be a secret. Besides… it’s not as though you’d be interested, would you, Suoh-san? I’m certain you have dozens of young ladies clamoring for your attention.”
“Do you have a Valentine yet Haku-chan?”
“Why is everyone asking? I didn’t even reblog that meme…"
“No, don’t worry it’s not a case little boy~”
Conan (voiceover): If there’s not a case, then what’s the point? Social calls..? Ugh.
Conan: I’m gonna go organize some files, Hakuba-san.
Hakuba: That’s a grand idea, Conan-kun… please, go ahead. Now, for Suoh-san… ah, I’ll go ahead and make some tea while you wait, then, if you really insist on staying.
Tamaki: Oh I don’t mind waiting at all! I’ll just sit here for awhile until your done.
Hakuba: Ah, so it is a social call? It might take all day, Suoh-san, we do have quite a bit of work here to do…
Conan: Oiiii, are you here for a case, mister? Hakuba-san, maybe he needs our help and is too scared to ask for it!
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“Ahaha—” Giving the detective a pat in the back before leaning closer to whisper in his ear, “I meant your butt is showing.” Going back to his original stance he lets out another small chuckle.
“…Pardon, what?” Instantly flustered, as he was prone to do, Hakuba patted the back of his suit jacket to make sure that nothing was amiss. And, as his clothing was in tact as he’d expected, he responded next with a bit of a frown. “I can’t help that things ride up now and again while I’m working! I tend to crouch more than anything, anyway… why are you even looking, Suoh-san?!”
“And what, precisely, do you mean by that?”
“Oh, and who’s this young boy Haku-chan?”
Hakuba: That would be my young kohai and personal assistant, Edogawa Conan-kun, of course!
Conan: Yeah, and who’s this guy?
Hakuba: Ah, this is my old friend, Suoh Tamaki-san… you may recognize his name from-
Conan: The chairman of Ouran Academy?
Hakuba: Ah, yes, precisely. Now, Suoh-san, what is it that we can do for you today? If this is a social call, I’m afraid it’ll have to wait until later…
“Why, if it isn’t my trouble-making host club senpai, Suoh Tamaki… My, my, what do I owe the pleasure to?” The detective smirked as he pulled the door open and held it for him, waiting for him to come inside. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say that it was time for another one of your delightful hosting lessons, is that right~? After all, our last battle went so well… I wonder how that happened…”
Hakuba smirked, waiting for Tamaki to step in before closing the door and stepping right up behind the other blond, pressed against his back so that he could lean in and croon, lips just barely brushing his ear. “We should just make this simple, senpai,” he said, and lowered his voice to the most seductive whisper he could manage. “Marry me.”
