Babydoll | HisoKuro

four. 🍋

Four. 

It had been a few days since Chrollo and Hisoka went shopping at the mall together and he was still a bit rattled by the incident. He hadn't worked at the club for long before moving in with Chrollo but the fact that someone recognised him outside was frightening. Hopefully, it won't happen again.

Hisoka let out a sigh and looked through the new phone Chrollo had bought him, only to realise there wasn't much to do on it. Lucilfer had gone to work again and this left him all alone in the boring penthouse. As he was thinking of something to do, he remembered that he hadn't tried on all of the clothes they had bought.

The redhead went towards his wardrobe and pulled out the bags, dumping their contents into his large bed. He looked through each article of clothing, trying them on one by one; only to realise that a lot of the outfits were quite feminine. Hisoka didn't know if he'd be confident enough to wear them in front of Chrollo.

An hour or so had passed before he had tried everything on to his satisfaction and only a single outfit was left. It was the one Chrollo had suggested that he buy after seeing him looking at it and a blush dusted his cheeks.

Maybe I could try it on just to see, he thought while slipping out of his jeans and shirts.

When the silk of the slip touched his skin, Hisoka shivered at the unfamiliar feeling. He felt good wearing it but he still felt as if he wasn't comfortable enough to dress like this in front of Chrollo. A knock at his bedroom door made Hisoka jump and he put on a robe to cover up.

The redhead walked to the door and peeked his head through the frame, a bit surprised that Lucilfer had already returned. "I didn't realise you were back."

"I returned a few minutes ago but you weren't in the lounge so I thought I'd check on you," he explained before noticing Hisoka's blushing face. "Are you doing something you're not supposed to?"

Hisoka looked away bashfully, taken aback by the question. "Wha–? No, I was just trying on some clothes. I didn't get the chance to look through all of them last time?"

Chrollo raised a brow, pushing the door open. "Is it okay if I come in? We need to discuss a few things."

The redhead stepped aside to let him in, the troupe leader sitting at the end of the bed whilst avoiding the clothes scattered on top of the sheets. Hisoka closed the door and went to sit beside him, tightening the belt of his robe around his waist as he waited for him to begin speaking.

"I want us to discuss the terms of our relationship," Chrollo began with a small smile, looking at Hisoka who was squirming nervously beside him. He placed his hand over his, the redhead seeming to calm down beside him. "Remember how I bought your contract?"

"Yes, I remember."

"Well, I want us to start our own. A private agreement, if you want to of course."

Hisoka thought about it for a while, pursing his lips in as he processed the suggestion that had just been given to him. It never really crossed his mind that Chrollo would be into this type of relationship, especially not with his personality. Yet, it wouldn't hurt for them to try it out.

"I'll only agree if I'm allowed to add my own rules," he finally answered, watching the surprise wash over the other man's face. Hisoka's face remained serious, waiting for him to reply.

Chrollo nodded in agreement albeit being mildly shocked by his request. He tried to go into as much detail as he could with the rules he came up with and the redhead countered with his own that put them back on equal footing. It took a few more moments of back and forth between them before they reached a conclusion.