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Lord of the Bed
0 reviewsA poem told by Kaoru Hatachiin's POV about the relationship between him, his twin Hikaru, and his bed. It's based on the episode when they're at the house on vacation the day after Hikaru and Haruh...
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Warnings: Slight yaoish with some cussing, but nothing bad.
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Lord of the Bed
Here I lay
On this cold hard floor
And the only thing I could hear
Was my precious twin snore.
A sudden kick from him
I found myself down
My face hurts so much
Hell, I can hardly frown
Forget the Lord of the Host Club
I fear he never has to dread
The cold hard floor
In case Haruhi kicks him off his bed
Hunny and Kyouya
Hell, sleeping for them is a sin
Because once you walk to wake them up
The room goes to hell and all who's in
Yes, my brother is older
And the rest left unsaid
I sleep close to him
Ah, that lord of the bed.
But as much as I love him
As much as I have to dread
There's one thing I wonder
Why can't I be lord of our bed?
There's no fluffy couch
That can soothe this pain in my side
Just wait until morning
And I have to stuff in my pride
Alas, I've become a commoner
Bowed down here on this floor
Hikaru is Lord of the Bed
Only this and nothing more
Yet how I wish just once
I could let him see how it felt
To wake up on wooden planks
And feel the painful welt
However, I must sleep now
As a new day is ahead
While Hikaru snores away
The Lord of the Bed
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Lord of the Bed
Here I lay
On this cold hard floor
And the only thing I could hear
Was my precious twin snore.
A sudden kick from him
I found myself down
My face hurts so much
Hell, I can hardly frown
Forget the Lord of the Host Club
I fear he never has to dread
The cold hard floor
In case Haruhi kicks him off his bed
Hunny and Kyouya
Hell, sleeping for them is a sin
Because once you walk to wake them up
The room goes to hell and all who's in
Yes, my brother is older
And the rest left unsaid
I sleep close to him
Ah, that lord of the bed.
But as much as I love him
As much as I have to dread
There's one thing I wonder
Why can't I be lord of our bed?
There's no fluffy couch
That can soothe this pain in my side
Just wait until morning
And I have to stuff in my pride
Alas, I've become a commoner
Bowed down here on this floor
Hikaru is Lord of the Bed
Only this and nothing more
Yet how I wish just once
I could let him see how it felt
To wake up on wooden planks
And feel the painful welt
However, I must sleep now
As a new day is ahead
While Hikaru snores away
The Lord of the Bed
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