Hisoka. An orphan just like he was. Hisoka. An orphan he picked on because it was fun. Hisoka. A man he had shamelessly developed feelings for without realizing who he really was. Hisoka. He couldn't forget him, even if he wanted to.
Memories of the night a few nights ago surfaced. His hatred, his vulnerability, his gentleness when they were tipsy. They constantly plagued his mind. He couldn't stand it.
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FanfictionMakoto and Hisoka meet again after many years and find themselves smitten for each other. An old friend of theirs mentions something while they're hanging out, stirring up old memories of the past that they wanted to suppress. (go ahead and clown me...