Hello! If it's not too much trouble, could you maybe do the hosts reactions if they found out their s/o was in an accident of some sort? (Crash, explosion, whatever you want) Also your blog is amazing and so are you ily
awww thank you sweetie, means a lot ♥
Tamaki: Immediately starts asking questions, “What do you mean there was a fire?” “Is ____ alright?” He’s probably yelling and there are definitely tears in his eyes, threatening to fall onto his cheeks. Calls your phone 1000000 times until he finally gets some information as to where you are and what your condition is.
Kyoya: He’s probably already at the hospital, working, when the ER team brings you in. His eyes go wide, letting go of his usual expresssionless demeanor as he runs to your side. “What happens?” He demands, voice catching on the bile in his throat. You couldn’t be hurt. It wasn’t possible. “Please, please be okay.” He doesn’t leave your side the entire time the medics are treating you, clutching your hand in his, his knuckles white with force.
Mori: He doesn’t say anything when he gets the call. His phone simply falls from his hand as he bolts from wherever he was, vaguely excusing himself as he makes his way to his car, endless situations running through his head as he prays for you to be okay, speeding through traffic, trying to get to the hospital as quickly as possible.
Honey: When he gets the call, everything stops. He excuses himself from his meeting, stands and starts running towards the parking lot, heart pounding in his chest. He gets to the hospital, demanding to see you, tears in his eyes. “Where is ____-chan? I need to see _____ immediately!”
Hikaru: “What do you mean, there’s been an accident? Is _____ okay? Is ____ okay? I, I need to - I’ll be right there, I have to see that ____ is okay,” He can feel his chest tightening up with anger and with worry, tears prickling and threatening to fall. Dammit, ____, please don’t leave me like this.
Kaoru: When his phone rings, he’s not expecting what he hears on the other end. “Okay, I’ll be there as soon as I can. Alright, thank you.” He isn’t sure how he keeps his voice from wavering when his hands are shaking and his heart pounding in his ears. When he gets to the hospital, he’s barely able to ask for you, his throat is thick with tears and worry,