Aha! You thought this was over! And so did I! I honestly didn't think I would continue this but I did, and it even updated before my Phantom Thief Lucifer one, surprising! Ah well, couldn't stop imagining more scenarios for this so it couldn't be helped really.
My only reasoning for continuing this before anything else is because this is somewhat timed. You'll see what I mean by that when you get near the end, but I hope you enjoy this! (Also, I'm not sure how long I want to make this, but I do know of some sort of definite ending that I want, so this isn't without any direction, promise!)
The next morning, Kurapika and Chrollo walked in the office together only to be met by the eyes of the whole room.
"So, Kurapika! Heard you and Chrollo had some fun last night!" one of their coworkers said, walking up to them with a pleased smile on his face. Kurapika quickly recognized him as Morgan Merryweather, the employee of the month before his arrival at the department.
"Actually, we marathoned the Lord of the Rings trilogy." Kurapika supplied easily, briefly stopping to make eye contact with the brown haired man. "It was quite fascinating really. I enjoyed watching Legolas' scenes the most."
Morgan stopped his ridiculous saunter and gaped at him, looking behind him to where Chrollo was.
"Yeah, we watched them till six this morning." Chrollo chimed in behind him, placing a hand on his head. "He's basically an expert on the series though."
"Wait a second." Morgan said, blocking Kurapika's way to his office. "You said you stayed up till six? Doesn't the whole trilogy takes nine hours to complete?"
"Yes, but I had already watched the first movie and read the books, so I see no problem in only watching the last two movies." Kurapika said, moving the man's arm out of his way. "Now if you'll excuse me, I would like to finish this report early so I will have enough time to schedule the office meeting for this week."
Morgan watched the blonde walk off before turning his head over to Chrollo.
"Explain yourself bro."
"Explain what? The fact that I have the Lord of the Rings trilogy on hand? Simple. I loved reading the books and so I decided to buy myself the set for Christmas last year. You, on the other hand, have to explain why you thought we were going to do more than that."
Morgan's face paled and he looked down at the ground, hands fumbling together as he tried to formulate an answer.
"I, well I heard the last few words you guys exchanged last night and I presumed-"
"Ah, so you were up later than that over achiever? Impressive, but jumping to the wrong conclusions could get you in trouble Morgan." Chrollo said, smiling at him in an unnerving way.
Morgan looked over his shoulder and sighed as another coworker walked up grinning. "I already have."
"I told you they would never fuck Morgan!" they said, smiling broadly. "Now fork over the mullah, mama has some things she wants to buy for her hubby!"
Morgan sighed and reached into his pocket, pulling out his wallet to hand over some money.
"Here you go Stevie. As promised, your fifty dollars and as promised, I won't bother you for the rest of today."
Stevie just laughed and slapped his back, making both Morgan and Chrollo wince. Morgan from the pain and Chrollo from hearing the loud thwack it made.
"That's the spirit Morgan! Tell me when you want to make a bet again, I like playing with you!" She said before walking away, money in hand.
There was a long pause before Chrollo turned to Morgan, a sympathetic smile on his face now.
"That's rough buddy."
"Tell me about it."
"Do you have enough money for lunch today?"
"Uh, probably, not…" Morgan sighed, looking at his wallet sadly and putting it back in his pocket. "But I'll be fine! I'll probably just steal everyone else's food when they're not looking."
"If you say so." Chrollo shrugged, walking off to his own office. He did have work to do, but it wasn't any urgent business, so he figured he could have time to think about the events that had played out within the last twelve hours.
He and Kurapika had returned from the office to his house, watched the last two movies of the Lord of the Rings series then fell asleep on the living room couch. The situation may have seemed simple to other people's outside views but it still befuddled him how exactly they had gotten there in the first place.
They weren't anything special, nothing that couldn't be seen in other relationships, but even in their half dazed states after the last movie's credits had started to play, they had sat on the couch mumbling about their predicament. The topic never stayed on track though since they ended up talking about how everyone was inevitably connected to each other, fragmented memories of things they've long forgotten the meaning to, and hopes of rekindling friendships in favor of newer and better memories, which had prompted the conversation to circle back to the ties you might have with people across the globe, even to those you might only have met in passing on the street. It was mind boggling and didn't even come close to solving the question they had for each other.
Chrollo opened the door to his office and walked in, making sure it firmly closed behind him, dropping the blinds in front of the small window of the door. He sat in his desk chair and stared off into a random corner of the ceiling. His mind wandered back to when they both woke up after hearing Chrollo's alarm clock go off in the other room...
~.o.~
"What time is it?" he heard a someone sleepily mumble, his own eyes flashing open at the unfamiliar tune of another person's voice being the one to wake him up.
Chrollo looked over towards the noise but saw nothing but darkness, his mind reminding him that Kurapika had indeed slept over. He ignored his wandering thoughts though as his ears vaguely registered that the alarm clock going off in his bedroom was annoying, the beeping noise still loud even in the living room. Really annoying.
He grunted in response to the previously asked question, getting up from his spot on the couch to go find a clock. Walking into the kitchen, he waited for his eyes to adjust to looking at the small digital numbers shown on his microwave to figure out the time. 7:15.
Sighing, he turned on the lights and went over to make himself coffee, setting it up to make a few cups more than usual just to make sure he had enough to make it through the work day. He heard shuffling behind him and mostly ignored it before thinking that maybe Kurapika might want some coffee too. He turned around only to have a miniature heart attack at the sight of the blonde wearing one of his overly large t-shirts. Kurapika looked tired but almost adorably so, making Chrollo turn away quickly if only so that his coworker couldn't see him blushing. He took a deep breath, telling himself that yes, Kurapika was wearing shorts underneath that and that no, he did not think of anything even slightly inappropriate.
The dark haired man cautiously looked back at the blonde, the shorter man yawning into his hand and his hair ruffled to the left side of his head, again making Chrollo have to tell himself that no, it doesn't look like they had sex because everyone with short hair has bed head after sleeping.
"It's 7:15." Chrollo stated dumbly, unsure of how to even start a conversation with someone in the morning.
Kurapika cracked an eye open to look at Chrollo then at the microwave clock, nodding his head in understanding. They stood there for a while, no one moving an inch and the beeping sound from the alarm clock in his room getting increasingly noticeable as the time crawled by.
Eventually Kurapika turned around to head back to the living room, in which Chrollo felt the need to call out if he wanted coffee, but became self conscious immediately and decided to let the blonde walk out of the kitchen undisturbed. He busied himself instead with making a poor excuse for breakfast, which was only scrambled eggs, sprinkled with some cheddar cheese, wrapped in a tortilla. He made one for himself and another for Kurapika, figuring the other would at least want breakfast if not coffee. He noticed the beeping sound had stopped and silently thanked that Kurapika had gone and turned it off, knowing he probably would've let it go on until he had to leave.
He placed Kurapika's egg burrito on a plate, putting it on the kitchen bar and eating his own without a plate while fixing himself his first cup of coffee. He turned around with his mug of coffee and saw the blonde come in, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders like a cape.
"Going to Mordor?" Chrollo questioned jokingly, enjoying the small smile that Kurapika made at him.
"If Mordor happens to be where my suit is, then yes." Kurapika said back, amusement in his voice.
Chrollo's eyes widened slightly and set his mug down on the counter and his half eaten burrito on the skillet again.
"I actually forgot about that! Yeah I got it just hold on a second, I hung it up in my closet so it wouldn't get wrinkled." he said, rushing out of the kitchen. "Also, the burrito on the bar is yours!" he called back, opening the door to his room and went towards his closet, pulling out his own suit for the day and grabbing Kurapika's as well.
He carried both of them out and placed them on the dining table across from the kitchen, making sure they didn't have any wrinkles in them.
"You wanna borrow a tie so that it looks like you're not wearing the same thing two times in a row?" Chrollo asked, finding the blonde to be sitting on the kitchen counter and eating his burrito. He seemed to dwell on the question before shrugging and swallowing the bite he was chewing.
"Doesn't matter to me."
Chrollo raised an eyebrow at him but did no more than that as he went to grab his coffee. He took a few sips before walking out of the kitchen again to tidy up the living room area. He folded some blankets before throwing them over the back of the couch, not really caring where they ended up. He ignored the dvd cases that were left out on the table and pushed some of the snack food wrappers together in a clump and told himself he would get it later. He found Kurapika's tie from yesterday on the edge of the table (thankfully not wrinkled) and brought it back to the kitchen table to put on top of Kurapika's suit.
He came back to Kurapika already being half dressed with the last of his burrito hanging out of his mouth. Chrollo paused at seeing the sight and had to repress a laugh as the blonde hopped on one foot to keep his balance while putting on his suit pants over his shorts. Chrollo let out a snort when the other almost fell over, and upon seeing the dark haired man standing there, he did fall over, burrito still miraculously intact and in his mouth, his face flushed from embarrassment.
Now Chrollo was bent over laughing hysterically, actual tears forming in his eyes as the other one pouted angrily in his direction, saying nothing as he got up and pulled his pants up properly before finishing off his burrito. When he was done, Chrollo was still laughing, so he marched over to him and pushed him over, the dark haired man still holding onto the sides of his stomach as he landed sideways on the floor.
"I'm sorry! It was just, I couldn't help but watch!" was all Chrollo could get out before the blonde started to kick at him lightly, the older man rolling onto his front to avoid getting kicked in the face. "Alright alright I'll stop laughing! You could've just used the bathroom to change in you know!"
Kurapika paused his foot above him, and after some consideration, kicked him over to his side and then walked away in a huff, grabbing the rest of his suit from the table and walking over to the bathroom. He stopped at the doorway then turned to Chrollo, his face still a little red from blushing earlier.
"Hey, if you can't finish all of the coffee, I'll have some." he commented, looking at the floor when Chrollo's eyes met his.
"You like coffee then?"
"Not really, but it's better than nothing." he replied nonchalantly, swaying in his spot. "Especially since we've only had one hour of sleep."
Chrollo grinned.
"That's true. We leave in about five or ten minutes by the way."
Kurapika nodded and went inside the hallway bathroom, closing the door behind him. Chrollo sighed and got up from the floor, brushing himself off from some dust on the floor. He really needed to vaccuum soon.
He got his own suit and quickly put it on in his room, grabbing his own tie and throwing it around his neck, noting as he went that they would be leaving in six minutes.
He took his time with finding his shoes knowing how much time he had and found them by the front door. Slipping them on, he noticed that Kurapika didn't have his tie and sheepishly handed it over, almost forgetting that he had had it. After Kurapika tied his tie and convinced Chrollo to let him tie his for him, they headed out early, taking an extra cup of coffee with themselves in thermos.
Chrollo had thought they made pretty good time, but it turns out everyone had sort of the same idea to coming early that day, probably to get in their office hours before Christmas day so that they could spend time with their families. Either way, Kurapika and Chrollo were faced with having to greet everyone on that floor at the same time.
It didn't turn out badly at all in all honesty, and in fact, it was kind of humorous, despite it being at the expense of Morgan-
"Hey Chrollo, do you mind looking over what we're supposed to be doing this week?"
Chrollo snapped out his trance and looked at the door, seeing only a dark figure standing in the doorway but still recognizing the voice as Kurapika's.
"No, go away, I'm busy." he said, looking down at his desk only to see that he hadn't even pulled out papers to even pretend like he was preoccupied with them. Smooth move Chrollo was all he could think as he felt the other's judging eyes lock onto him.
"Lies Lucilfer. All you do is sit in here and brood in this dark office of yours." the blonde said, throwing a stack of papers onto Chrollo's desk into the off white color of the lamp light. "Also, you look like some terrible anime father when you put your hands in front of your face when you're thinking."
Chrollo laughed at this, grabbing the stack of papers in front of him whilst still keeping them in the light.
"I assure you, I would not make that terrible of a father. In fact, I am a very successful godfather, thank you very much."
"Oh wow, impressive. Someone would actually trust you with their child?" Kurapika teased, sitting on the edge of Chrollo's desk.
Chrollo just hummed in confirmation, reading the list that the other had made. It basically confirmed all the projects that were being finished by the department, introduced some other new projects, and even got into the holiday party that would take place the week of Christmas.
"Everything looks good so far. Are you going to preplan who does what for the holiday party or are you going to make a sign-up sheet for that?"
"Probably do a sign-up sheet. It's much easier than interviewing everyone for spots."
Chrollo nodded, handing the papers back to Kurapika.
"And are you thinking about teaching people Elvish while you're at it?" Chrollo asked, watching Kurapika's face turn a bright pink.
"Just because I taught myself how to speak and write Elvish at an early age doesn't mean I'm going to go spreading it around!" Kurapika said back exasperatedly, rolling the files into a cylinder in frustration.
"Sure sure, keep telling yourself that Legolas. Didn't stop you from reciting Shakespeare lines in it last night though."
Kurapika hit him on the top of the head with the rolled up files sharply, causing the older man to rub at his head.
"Alright I got it, no elf lessons! At least it's finished early though, just like your report I assume?"
"Yes, I turned it in before I started this list." the blonde said back with a smile of satisfaction.
Chrollo smiled back at him without knowing exactly why, and nodded his head in approval.
Kurapika hopped off his desk and walked back towards the door, switching the lights on suddenly, making Chrollo squint at the younger man.
"What the heck Kura-"
"It's better for your eyes." was the only response he got before the blonde opened the door and disappeared out into the hall.
Chrollo sat there for a while waiting for his eyes to get used to the light, only looking down at his desk when he felt confident enough that he wouldn't get dizzy in doing so. He then pulled out the files he had been working on previously, filling out blanks that were left open mindlessly. His mind wandered back to the list he had just read and smiled. He was looking forward to the holiday party.
