Hisoka x Illumi (oneshots)

Strawberry milk

Hisoka POV

I rolled over on the bed. Me and Illumi had stayed in one of my homes for the night after a long day of assassin work.

Of course we may or may not of had sex too~

I sat up and rubbed my head, my hair sitting flat on my head rather than up like usual. As I sat up, a whimper could be heard.

I looked down, Illumi's head that had been propped up on my arm had fallen while I had moved. His cheek was smushed on the mattress and his hair had fallen over his eyes.

"Oh I'm sorry~ did I wake you?" I brushed the hair out of his eyes and rubbed his cheek. Illumi is the only person I could ever even imagine to be so gentle with. I'm merely a creature of destruction~

"No. I am awake." His voice was very quiet, he was hardly awake and most likely would fall back asleep any moment now.

"Are you sure about that? You seem awfully tired to me~" I picked up his limp body and laid his head across my lap, beginning to braid little parts of his hair.

"I'm awake~" He curled his legs up to his chest, his breathing getting slower. I smirked.

"I see. Well you just go on being awake then~." I watched him as he fell back asleep, sunlight began to seep through my curtains. As much as I wanted to stay there with the man, I had things I needed to get done.

Like watering my plants.

I enjoy the simple things.

Quietly picking up Illumi, I carried him into the kitchen. His legs were lazily wrapped around my waist and his arms around my neck. I held underneath his bottom, supporting him on my hip.

I made myself coffee and began watering my plants. Illumi was still fast asleep as I did this. His breathing in my ear was like the most wonderful song I've ever heard in my life.

"Awake my ass~" I chuckled to myself, sitting down on my couch. He shivered at the temperature change. My living room was much colder from the rest of the house since it was under the fan, and he was only in boxers.

As gentle as possible, I pulled a throw blanket onto him, his face burying into my neck. He was clearly awake now.

"Someone doesn't want to wake up, huh Illu~?" I purred into his ear. It was six thirty, long past the normal time he wakes up, but he was still trying to claim he was asleep.

"I want to go back into the bedroom. I do not wish to be coddled." He let go of me and sat up, the blanket slipping off of him. Each muscle flexed in his torso as he moved, looking around the room curiously. It was so intriguing to me, how I could not see what emotion he was feeling, his face completely neutral. It made it that much more fun to tease him.

"You've wounded me! I so do not coddle!" I leaned forward, pulling him slowly back down onto me. He laid on his side, his cheek pressed against my bare chest as his eyes wandered around the room like a lost kitten.

"I want cereal."

"I'm afraid I don't have any." I reached out to pet his head.

His hand shot up, grabbing my arm.

"Go get some. Now." His voice was dangerous. It was very arousing and adorable.

"Yes sir!" I stood up quickly, internally giggling about how aggressive he got over cereal. He won't ever admit it to me, but I believe he truly enjoys my company.

My eyes rolled back out of pleasure just thinking about it.

Slipping on a robe and flip flops, I was ready to leave my house half naked. Not that it bothered me one bit.

"I'm leaving~!" I called to him in a sing-song voice. His head poked up from the couch.

"Get the one with frosting, strawberry milk too." His face was deadpanned as he stared at me in complete seriousness.

My sweet little assassin.

You best know I got him the one with the frosting.

And strawberry milk too.