𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ;; 𝙃𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙠𝙖, 𝙄𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙢𝙞, 𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤

𝟐𝟏 - 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏 𝐏𝐓. 𝟐

Never was this a thought you had in mind, not even in a dream. Here you are walking through the airport with one hand gripping the handle of your suitcase while the other held his hand, Chrollo's hand.

Chrollo was reluctant of the idea of you carrying your suitcase and so he offered a hand, but you declined, obviously. You're stronger than both Hisoka and Illumi, a suitcase means nothing to you.

"Are we there yet?" you asked.

The taxi you're both in have drove for what felt like eternity. To add to that, Chrollo won't even tell you where you're both going to stay.

The black-haired man tilted his head over to face you, shooting you a gaze that melted all your worries. The warm feeling from his hand spread to yours as he gave you a light squeeze.

"We're almost there, don't worry."

You went back to your boring activity of just looking through the window until the sudden feeling of his hand sneaked on to your lap. You shot your e/c orbs back to Chrollo whose black ones were brimming with calmness. It's something surprising and new to you, because most of the men you know in life are always either emotionless or over-exaggerated.

"We're here."

The taxi pulled up to a small cottage. The hazy atmosphere paired with the phenomenal view of the farm-side swept you off your feet. Chrollo tipped the taxi driver and opened the door to the place both of you are going to stay in for the weekend trip. Just a feeling in your gut telling you you're not gonna want to leave this place.

"I'm sorry we can't stay at a fancy place like a hotel," Chrollo sighed. You silently nod because you both can't risk his identity in the public eye. He silently perked an affectionate grin seamlessly on his lips.

"Is this another one of your property collection vaganza?" you jokingly asked.

"Why yes I own this place," he answered, hands carefully putting your brown travel suitcase next to an empty wooden closet. "A criminal like me has got to have a place somewhere everywhere, just in case anything happens."

You slowly walked towards Chrollo. His figure stood tall in front of you, his neck inches away from the tip of your nose.

"A criminal, huh? That's what you identify with?"

A scoff was heard as he turned around, letting you have a full look on Chrollo's current expression. "Yes, is there a problem?"

"No, not at all.. It's just that I'm surprised that a 'criminal' like you can have such a tender heart towards someone like me."

"Someone like you?"

His fingers brushed the sides of your cheeks, not even bothering to unlock his eyes from yours. You closed your eyes to feel the warmth from his calloused fingers better. Chrollo pulled your face closer and closer...

*RING!!!*

...shit.

"I'm sorry." You reached into your pocket to see who had the audacity to ruin your almost perfect moment.

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That fucker. That absolute motherfucker.

You sighed and soon Chrollo did too after peeping your screen. Your fingers hovered above the screen on your gadget, wandering whether you should unlock and see what Hisoka wants so desperately at the moment.

By a hum, his fingers grazed your cheeks one more time. Chrollo pulled you close for an innocent peck on the forehead.

"Don't mind it, love."