It was a gloomy day. Illumi spent most of his morning in a blanket burrito while Hisoka went on a "much-needed shopping trip." The raven-haired man stood up and grabbed the half-empty bucket of ice cream from the freezer and a spoon before hopping and sitting on the kitchen counter. He took a few bites, trying to appreciate the silence and time to himself before he got tired. He found it difficult to open up, even to himself, but the one feeling he was well acquainted with was loneliness. He blanked out, not focusing on anything, the flavor of artificial vanilla the only thing grounding him to the world.
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He vaguely became aware he was on the couch as he regained awareness, but a quick scan showed there was still no sign of his husband. He sighed and hopped up to his feet before walking small circles around their living room. He needed to do something! Anything! His trained muscles were aching from not being used. Thoughts of his clown pleasantly ran through his head. The way he smiled, the way he laughed, the way he licked the blood off of his cards- he froze with realization. He knew what he had to do. A wicked grin broke through his calm demeanor as he rushed back to their bedroom.
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The red-haired man pinched his temples for the 5th time before running through his deck of cards one by one. He counted the cards under his breath, slowly approaching 52. "49, 50, 51." His eyes widened in confusion. Illumi watched this process, a small smile threatening to ruin the prank. He turned to him, "Lulu, my love," He paused, trying to phrase his words right. "You don't by any chance know where my King of Hearts card is, do you?"
Illumi angled his head, trying to seem innocent, "I thought you always knew where your cards were at all times. How would I know?" It dawned on the clown, "You snatched it. I can feel it. You only make that face when you're trying to hide something!" He jumped up on his feet, "Impostor!!!" The corners of Illumi's mouth curled up, a soft smile ghosting across his lips. He held up his hand and with the flick of his wrist, he held a card. "I took it because I'm the King of your Heart. Or at least I hope so."
Hisoka smiled and giggled, "That was very cheesy, but I love it when you get all affectionate~" He attempted to hug him before a hand pushed him away. "Says the one getting all affectionate. Anyway, I'm going to bed. Supposedly, it's healthy to go to bed at this hour. Goodnight." He left the room, leaving an emotional card-licker in his departure.
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HisoIllu One-Shots
FanfictionJust my little thoughts and drabbles, nothing much. Angst and soft boi hours are a reoccurring theme here. These are all separate works and don't bleed into each other. My writing is ass in this lmfao I've gotten so much better in the year I've been...