Just a simple problem.

He couldn't sleep. He just couldn't.

All he was able to do, was sit there, and look at the other person inhale and exhale ever so softly.

It bothered him.

When did it happen? When did he start to fall in too deep? It was the moment when he did not sent that illusionist right back home after they finished their business. No, he'd just let Mukuro stay for the night, and send him away when the morning comes.

But then Hibari stopped sending him away. Mukuro would come when he wanted, and leave when he felt like it. And Hibari had nothing against it.

That's when he knew that everything was out of control.

Hibari reached his hand to the other, and softly caressed his cheek. Brushing away few silky, indigo colored locks of hair. Mukuro's calm expression was so unusual compared to the always smug smirk, that it made Hibari wonder if there was really something innocent about the illusionist that even he didn't know about. No, of course that wasn't true. That person was evil and twisted right down to the core. But still Hibari couldn't help but smile every time that sly little bastard would snuffle in his sleep, and wiggle closer to him unconsciously. He'd run his fingers across Mukuro's hair, and gently trace the lines of his figure. He'd touch that pale skin so lightly, so that there was no way the other would wake up. Sometimes Hibari would even fiddle with his multiple ear piercings. Sure, he always complained how stupid they were, but he did kind of like them. Just because they were Mukuro's.

And Mukuro was his.

"You stupid little herbivore, messing up with my life..." He muttered, but that small smile never did left his face. It was bad enough that he couldn't sleep, but now he had a soft spot on the other? Oh please, that was just pathetic! Letting a quiet growl escape his lips, Hibari laid down curling next to the other.

He only heard a snort growl from the other, before he felt Mukuro's arms wrap around him. Oh god, how he hated that bastard.

"...You'd be better off dead." Hibari muttered, and closed his eyes.

He'd sent the other away when he wakes up.

Definitely.

End.


Yeah yeah, I know I should be writing my other fics, but I had to do this in order to kick my writers blocks ass. OTL

So, hope you enjoyed this little drabble written because I want to avoid sleeping. I also hope that there weren't many mistakes in grammar and such... Aand sorry if the character(s?) were ooc (which they most likely were...).

Thank you for reading~ o/

I do NOT own KHR. Akira Amano does.