Hisoka x Illumi (oneshots)

Sad

Hisoka POV

Damn I really messed up my arm back there.

Me and Illumi were have an arm wrestling contest and were at an even tie. To screw with him a bit I taunted him about his brother- genuinely picking on him for fun.

He didn't like it.

The man snapped my arm back and practically stomped away, I think I really had struck a nerve.

Not that I cared to much of course.

Walking into my living room, I searched for a hairbrush. I had used it not too long ago and needed it to keep my hair in its pulled back waves.

Giving up on my search in the living room I entered the bathroom. "Illumi have you seen my-"

What?

He was standing in front of the mirror, his face completely blank and expressionless except for rapid tears streaming down his face.

"Oh, Hisoka." He quickly looked down and wiped his face, crouching onto the floor and opening the cabinets.

Well now I feel bad.

No fun at all.

"What was that?" I bent down next to him and picked up his chin so we were making eye contact. He blinked, his big eyes not looking away from me. It would have been adorable if hadn't been crying just seconds ago.

"What is what?"

"You were crying."

"I believe you are mistaken." He stood up and left the room, his long hair whipping me in the face as he strut towards the couch and sat down. He grabbed a pillow and held it to his chest burrowing his nose in it.

Now I really feel bad.

I walked up behind him and bit his earlobe, twirling the ends of his hair in my fingers.

"I can make you sing~"

He punched me in the nose.

"Alright alright I get it I hurt your feelings." I rubbed my nose and hopped over the couch, landing next to him. He scowled at me and looked away.

"You didn't have to bring Kill into it." He closed his eyes and tightened his hold on the pillow. I tilted my head to the side, somewhat amused by his sweet behavior, and smiled.

"I suppose I'll have to make it up to you then~"

I stood up and began taking off my shirt seductively, his big eyes looked up at me with that expressionless look of his.

"My mother used to brush my hair and let me sleep with her."

Oh boy.

"You want me to..brush your hair?" I rubbed the back of my neck. I was prepared to strip for him and he wanted his hair brushed.

How adorable~

He nodded and pulled the hairbrush I had been looking for out of his pocket.

"I hid it after you taunted me. I knew you needed it since your hair looks terrible." He handed me the brush and turned to the side so I could start. What an ass~

"Of course darling~"

"Call me that again and I'll break your skull."

"How erotic." I purred and began brushing. His hair was silky and soft like a cats fur. His breathing began to lull as his head relaxed with each stroke of the brush. I genuinely smiled.

"So this is the part where I let you sleep with me, correct?" I stood up and examined him, his eyelids were growing heavy and his grip on the pillow loosened.

Illumi looked up at me with those big eyes of his and nodded, lifting up his arms so I could carry him.

I have never felt so guilty of something in my life.

"Normally you aren't like this- you hardly ever let me touch you unless it's intercourse." I picked him up cradling his bottom in my hands.

"Consider it as an apology for stealing your hairbrush. You need to take care of your hair immediately. You look terrible like this I can hardly look at you." He buried his face in my neck.

I guess he's still upset.

"I should be the one apologizing dear~" I waited to see if he would get mad about the pet name before continuing. He didn't say a word.

"I wanted to catch you off guard but I should've know better than to bring Killua into it. If you want, you can tell me how much of bad boy I am and stick your finger up my as-"

"Just stick with the apology Hisoka."

"Right. Sorry about that."

I carried him into my bedroom and laid him on the bed. He was wearing his regular clothes he typically wore for fighting. I personally did not like sleeping in those clothes so I began to strip.

It wasn't late or anything, not even close to a normal dinner time. I think with his emotions running high it was draining for him to continue on without a nap.

What a big baby.

"Do you want a shirt of mine?" I opened the closet to expose my bright blue and pink t-shirts I wore on lounge days. He scowled at them.

"I'm fine." He stood up and took off his pants and shirt leaving him in only boxers. I couldn't help but lick my lips at the sight of him.

"You're always so horny. It's shameful Hisoka." He stuck his nose in the air out of disgust as he got into the bed, burrowing under the blankets. It somewhat reminded me of the time he slept in a hole at the Hunter's exam. I smiled and got into the bed next to him.

"It's hard not to be aroused when I get to see something so...captivating."

He punched me in the nose again.

"Would you quit that already?!" I rubbed my nose and glared at him, a small smile formed on his usually blank face. I couldn't stay mad. A coo rolled out of me as I wrapped my arms around his waist, his head pressing against my chest.

"And she used to kiss my forehead." His voice was muffled from being stuffed in my chest. I suppressed my laughter at how innocent he had acted.

I pet the back of his head and gently kissed his forehead. This was somewhat new to me. Our relationship was really just based around sex and what we could gain from each other power wise. He is never blatantly asked me for affection that wasn't sexual.

I could get used to this.

"Feeling better now my little Zoldyck?" I purred into his ear, but it was too late.

He was already fast asleep.