Ace Of Hearts - Hisoka x Illumi

Bliss

Hisoka knew more was coming, so he waited.

"And it's ridiculous. I feel ridiculous. You are a serial killer. You deserve prison. And yet, here I am, in bed with you after I asked you to be intimate with me. Here I am, not wanting to bring you back to the precinct because I don't want to loose you... Here I am opening up and confessing to someone I should hate"  said Illumi, now completely out of breath.

Hisoka was waiting for him to stop talking. He was looking at Illumi with soft golden eyes.

As soon as the silence began, Hisoka stood a little closer to Illumi. He passed his hand on the detective's cheek before leaning in and pressing his lips against Illumi's.

"I ado not want to loose you either" said Hisoka.

It was true, Hisoka knew it deep down. He had known for a few days now.

His obsession for Illumi wasn't just about power. It was something deeper, more secret.
Something Hisoka didn't even know he could feel.

That's exactly why he had to break it off now.

"But if we stay together, I will end up killing you" he added.

Hisoka felt Illumi's body grow stiffer as soon as he had said that. He had seen this reaction countless times. Most of his victims had their instincts kick in right before dying.
It had never helped anyone survive, though.

When Hisoka found someone new to play with, someone powerful, he always got carried away and way too excited. And it always ended with Hisoka killing his toys and his fun.

Somehow, this time it was different.

Not only did he not want to play, but also, he felt Illumi's body relax next to him.

Hisoka frowned.

"You know what?" whispered Illumi. "I don't care"

~

"You know what?" whispered Illumi. "I don't care"

Illumi was so tired of everything. He realized now what a meaningless life he had had until today. The only rush of emotions worth living had started when he had seen that ace of hearts card in his mailbox. Now that he had had a taste of all this... now that he had had a taste of Hisoka, he knew he wouldn't want anything else.

Hisoka seemed surprised.

No, he seemed... fascinated.

Illumi could tell from his gaze. He was looking at him as if Illumi was the most precious and wonderful thing ever. And weirdly, Illumi wasn't embarrassed.

He liked being looked at this way.

Slowly, Hisoka chuckled before putting a hand on Illumi's cheek.

"Every time I think I've figured you out, you surprise me" said Hisoka.
"Did I surprise you when I said I didn't care if I died?" asked Illumi, surprised as well.
"Well.. yes?" said Hisoka. "All of them fight so much for their lives when they understand what is going to happen. It does add some fun to the fights, but it is also so unique and refreshing to meet someone different."

Illumi nodded. Some detective part of his brain wanted to know exactly what Hisoka had done to his victims. All these hints about power, fights and eventually murders were intriguing.
However, the rest of his brain couldn't care less.

Someone had just said he was unique.

Someone that appreciated him for who he was.

Who cared if said someone was a serial killer?

"I don't care" repeated Illumi in a whisper, answering his own thoughts.

Hisoka stayed still. He was still sitting next to Illumi, his hand was still on Illumi's cheek.

The detective was feeling so calm.

He had spent all his life in so much stress and under so much pressure. Especially these past months while chasing the very same man holding his cheek.
All of that was long gone. It was so blissful, just being there, with Hisoka.

"How long do we have until you end up killing me?" he asked, big black eyes piercing Hisoka's golden ones.