Touchy-Feely

If Tamaki was anything, it certainly wasn’t stupid.

Nor was it unobservant, because he watched everything when it came to Haruhi Fujioka. He knew that despite his fussing over her, that she was never truely his, nor was she the twins, those dirty devils that hung all over his daughter anyways.

If anything, he was smart and a mastermind at making the clients’ dreams come true.

So imagine everyone’s surprise when Honey had climbed onto the sofa and pulled Haruhi over the back of it. This move brought the bewildered girl down into his lap and slightly sprawling on one of the clients.

Honey apparently didn’t care as he nonchalantly held her face between his hands and kissed her in front of everyone.

The two clients on the couch promptly passed out from the overwhelming sight before them.

Everyone else stopped dead, before the other clients realized that Honey had actually lifted Haruhi up a bit further and wasn’t planning on letting go any time soon.

It was when he saw a small, but oh-so-powerful hand slide into Haruhi’s shirt that his world went completely black.