Illumi stood in the corner of the LED ablaze room, strobe lights stabbing at his brain every five seconds from every corner of the room.
He didn't particularly enjoy parties, then again he didn't particularly enjoy anything. Hisoka was nice, though. He supposed.
Said man was weaving through bouncing bodies, not looking particularly happy when people tried to dance with him or grind. He arrived in front of Illumi, two clear drinks in his hand.
"Thought you might want something to clear your head.~"
"Thanks, I guess." He said, downing the vodka like water. Hisoka gaped at him, perfectly winged liner parting in a shocked expression. "My my my, Illu, I can hold my alcohol better than the average person but *that* was quite the show. Must admit that made me hot.~" He mused, pressing an affectionate kiss to his pale forehead.
"You've said that six times tonight, Hiso. This isn't anything new, apparently everything I do makes you hot."
The Magician dramatically slumped against the man's shoulder, "What can I say- even now your beauty takes me by surprise! You age like the finest of wine, my love. And how can I not burst into flames when the iciest of men gives me a spark? "
The ravenette 'tch'-ed and nudged him away, ready to leave. He didn't like being drunk in front of people, much less being drunk in general. It inhibited brain function and his thoughts became sluggish and unclear. Hisoka groaned, knowing that he wanted to go. "Allow me two minutes to get a bottle," He paused, "You can go wait in the car, if you'd like." And with that Hisoka tossed him the keys, making his way through the pounding music and party goers.
He made his way to the bar, meeting eyes with the woman.
"What the hell do you want this time, Hisoka?"Her long pink hair contrasted with her revealing grey suit, lacy bra seen in the space between her blazer. Stark blue eyes raked over his cat-like yellow ones, trying to intimidate him. Hisoka smiled, "Hello again, Machi~ Illu and I would like to request a bottle of the Belvedere, please and thank you."
She smirked and yanked the bottle off the shelf, "Sixty bucks, Clown." Said man feigned being offended and pulled out a $100 bill. "Much appreciated, beautiful. Gotta say, I love the outfit." She swatted at him, "Get outta my bar, 'soka."
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The pink haired man turned the radio up, before harmonizing with the song and swerving around people in the road. Despite the usually adrenaline-rushing scenario, Illumi sat at an angle, elbow propped up on the passenger side door.
"Yoooogootoo kanadeeruuu~"
Illumi hummed along with him, enjoying the low sound of the mans voice, and finding it amusing whenever he fell over his words or slurred.
The driver huffed and smoothly swerved between people on the highway, Illumi picking up where his husband left off.
"Kanjita yo sosoritatsu hooodooo niiiii-"
"oOOishisou da ne mitsukeetaaa~"
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"Illumi, do you love me? I mean truly?"
He looked at the ravenette from his head's dangling position off the edge of their bed.
"I... I am currently undressing you, Hisoka. I think that's a yes."
"But people whom aren't in love do that all the time? Do you *burn* for me, Illumi Zoldyck? Do I make you *aroused*?"
"We... have had sex before, I also believe that to be a yes."
"But people whom aren't in love do that all the time! Do-"
"Hisoka Morrow, yes, I love you. I love you like any devoted partner would, but I don't know how to express that."
A smug smile came across The Grim Reaper's wide mouth before he happily sighed, "That was all I needed to hear.~"
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I am *so* sorry for this late update hasnt it been a year holy fuck yall
my mental health is *rapidly* approaching an atl and by that i mean all time low, not atlanta
as i type this? led light strips on blue, riding out this sudden hyperactivity while looking up at my trans flag thinking its a person bc its dark even though... its not xtcfyvgubhnjik
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FanficJust my little thoughts and drabbles, nothing much. Angst and soft boi hours are a reoccurring theme here. These are all separate works and don't bleed into each other. My writing is ass in this lmfao I've gotten so much better in the year I've been...