(a/n: This is my first male!reader. It was a request from one of my followers on Tumblr.)

Y/N huffed as he pulled his hood up. He'd been trying to escape a gaggle of teenage girls all day. He wandered through the halls of Ouran Academy waiting for his ride to come get him. "Oh, Y/N! There you are!" a feminine voice called out to him. He groaned before turning around to greet the girl with a fake smile plastered in his face. "Where have you been?" He sighed. He really hated this. He knew that girls found him attractive. Not that he was arrogant, but girls had always fawned over him.

(Y/F/N)(Y/L/N) had (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/c) orbs that you could drown in. He was tall and slender, but not too thin. He turned to the girl and said flatly, "I have to study. I'll see you later." He turned away and walked as quickly as he could without running. He rounded a corner and made his way to the nearest door. "An abandoned music room?" He opened it and was showered with rose petals. "Welcome," a chorus of voices said.

Y/N gaped openly for a moment before clearing his throat. "Oh, it's a boy," Haruhi said before returning to her duties. Kyoya smirked, "This is (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N). He's a first year student here at Ouran. My studies show that a girl professes her love for Y/N at least once a week." Y/N looked down at his shoes nervously. Tamaki gasped and his purple eyes went wide. "He would make a perfect addition to the Host Club!" he cried causing Y/N to jerk his head up.

"No!" The hosts all gave him looks of shock. "Sorry, I just...I spend every day avoiding all the fan girls. I don't want anymore." Tamaki scoffed lightly and said, "But why? That's what makes being an attractive male worthwhile. To have beautiful ladies adoring you." Y/N met the blonde's eyes before saying, "Yeah well I don't like all the attention."

Over the next several weeks, Tamaki did and said everything he could think of to get Y/N to join the host club. "Tamaki-Senpai, I said no!" Y/N finally snapped at the older boy making the other hosts gasp. People very rarely yelled at Tamaki. "Alright. Alright, but could you at least tell me why?" Y/N sighed. He decided that he needed to tell them the secret he hardly told anyone. It wasn't that he was ashamed, far from it. He was just a private person. "Look fellas, I don't like girls. Not that way." His revelation was met with silence. "Just..forget it," Y/N said grabbing his jacket and moving for the exit.

"No, Y/N wait," Tamaki said. Y/N turned back to the second year. "Why didn't you tell us? I wouldn't have bothered you so much," Tamaki continued with a smile. Honey agreed and said, "Yeah, it's not like we care if you like boys or girls. We just want to get to know you. To be your friend Y/N/N-chan."/N's lips upturned slightly. "It's not like I hide it. No one ever thinks to ask me though," he said with a shrug and left the room. "I find it hard to believe none of you noticed," Kyoya said nonchalantly. "You knew?!" Tamaki exclaimed, "Then why didn't you say anything. Were you trying to make me look stupid?" Kyoya smirked and retorted, "You don't need any help from me."

*time skip because I can*

Tamaki was beginning to feel a peculiar tug in his chest whenever he was around Y/N. He had become fascinated with the young man. Eventually, even Tamaki had to admit he had a crush on the (h/c) boy. He wanted to get to know him even more, maybe even go on a few dates. Tamaki began to spend every moment that he wasn't in class with Y/N. That is, he did until Y/N became suspicious and somewhat irritated.

"Tamaki-Senpai, dude what are you doing?" Tamaki cocked his head to the side like a puppy. "What do you mean?" Y/N rolled his eyes. "You've been following me around. You always seem to be there even when you should be at the Host Club." Tamaki blushed furiously. He hadn't realized that Y/N would be paying that much attention or that it would bother him so. For once, smooth-talking Tamaki couldn't seem to form a complete sentence.

"Well...you see...I..." Tamaki stuttered out. "For goodness sake, Tamaki-Senpai! Spit it out!" Purple eyes met (e/c) ones and he told Y/N, "I like you. I like you a lot. I've never felt like this about a boy before." Y/N smiled and wrapped his arm around Tamaki's shoulder. "Let's talk about it over coffee, okay?" Tamaki's face turned an even brighter shade of red as he walked out of Ouran Academy with the younger boy.