Illumi laid naked in his sheets. Slumber has a hold on him while he waits for his alarm clock to go off. The previous night was long, and taxing. His body flinches from the abrupt noise of his cell phone blaring throughout his room.
His long hair falls over his shoulder when he moves his arm to the floor to search for his phone. He pushes a sock out of the way and finds his phone. His fingers graze the carpet as he lifts the phone to his ear. Half of his face smushed into his pillow, he answered.
"Yes."
"Illumi?"
"Hmm, you did call me so yes."
"Did I wake you?"
Realizing it's Killua he flips onto his back, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He resists a yawn to make his lie more plausible.
"No. What is wrong, Killua?"
He hears some wind on the other line. It sounds familiar.
"Can I stay with you?"
He paused his movement on his eye. "May I ask why?"
He hears some shuffling on the other line.
"I know this is short notice, but can I and I'll tell you later?" Said Killua.
Looking in the direction of the window. He sees dawn is just breaking. The bed creaks as he sits up. Looking around for pants. He'll need to clean before Killua's arrival.
"Yes, that is fine." He sees a pair of his leggings and an oversized crop top on the floor that he puts on. "Father and Mother must be okay with it?" Illumi says. He cradles the phone between his shoulder and ears as he grabs a tie off of the doorknob to put it in a high ponytail.
"More or less."
Illumi stops in his steps before leaving his bedroom. "Killua?" He held the phone back in his hand. Leaning against the doorframe.
"Trust me they know. Just don't like me coming to you. I don't know why." Killua confesses.
Illumi knew why. He sighed. "That's fine, Killua. I just didn't want to get a wailing phone call from Mother."
HIs brother giggled over the phone. Illumi doesn't know why that's funny.
He walks back into his bedroom toward the window. The house needs to be aired out.
"When will you get here?" He cradles the phone back into his shoulder. He reaches to unlock the window. Starting to crank it open.
"Oh, I'm here. At your door."
He pauses. Killua has never been to his home before. He turns back and looks at his bed. Sitting on the window ledge.
"Milluki?
"Yep."
He sighs. That complicates things a bit. "I'm coming. Hold on." He hangs up. He puts his phone on the ledge next to him. Standing up he walks over to his bed. He stares at the figure in his bed. A tall man has unruly short hair. The current color is red. Naked as he once was.
He wanted to bathe before hugging his brother with partially dry cum in his asshole.
"Hisoka." He says.
The man doesn't move.
"I know you are awake."
A chuckle is his answer. The man's back is toward him, but he flops onto his stomach. Smushing his face into Illumi's pillow before turning his head to Illumi. He moves his arms under the pillow to hug it close to him.
"Am I to finally meet another member of the Zoldyck family?" His first words to Illumi of the day.
"It would appear so." Illumi has his arms crossed. "Is your room clean?"
"Depends on what you mean by clean?" The man smirks.
He doesn't have time for this. He needs to let Killua in.
"Is the room okay for a teenager to use?" He reiterates.
"The sheets are barely used. So, I would say yes. Gum wrappings may be littering the floor."
"Okay." He uncrosses his arms. "I'm going to let my brother in."
His ponytail swings as he leaves the room. He walks through the hallway past their cat before passing HIsoka's room at the top of the stairs. He doesn't know how long Killua will be staying with him, so he's grateful that the two rooms in the house are far apart.
He walks down the stairs. Finally reaching the door at the end of the steps.
"That took a while." Killua's words upon the door being opened.
"I had an issue to deal with. I need to clean as well." He replies. He opens the door wider, Killua walks in. Two duffle bags with him.
"Let me take one." Illumi closes the door then reaches out to take the bag.
"It's alright. The journey was long, so they're a part of me at this point."
Illumi retracts his hand. "Then do you want to see your room?"
He watches Killua breathe out with relief. "Please. I think I need a nap."
"Are you hungry?" He walks back up the stairs knowing Killua will instinctually follow.
"I think I will be when I wake up." He moves out of the way, when the cat walks down the stairs.
"That's Balloon." Illumi states.
"Balloon? Why Balloon?" Killua shifts his bag higher up his shoulder.
"I didn't name her." He says. They get to Killua's room. He opens the door seeing a trail of gum wrappers and is about to huff in annoyance, but he stops mid huff.
"Oh, hello." HIsoka says. He is squatted down picking up his gum wrappers.
Illumi grips the door knob. His jaw tightens. He has cum in his ass and a house he has to clean. He did not need his partner's antics.
Hisoka stands up. He tosses the gum wrappers into the trash under the desk. "I'm Hisoka. This is my room, and I wanted to clean up some before you saw it." He shrugs. "Guess it's too late for that." He reaches out his hand to the teen standing next to Illumi looking shocked.
Illumi smacks his hand away. "Don't touch my brother looking like that."
Hisoka retracts his hand. He puts both on his hips, looking nonchalant. "You both have cocks as well. Why is seeing mine a problem?"
He stops and leers at Illumi. "Oh ho, is my cock only for your eyes, my dear Illumi?" His tone with clear suggestions. His cock swaying as he shakes his hips. Illumi is grateful that it is still soft.
"Hisoka." He begins. Hisoka is right. They all do have cocks. He reaches behind himself to grab Killua's shoulder to push him deeper into the room. A bright flush is on his brother's face.
"Go get us some groceries." He demands. He turns to Killua and takes the bags off his brother's shoulders. Illumi switching effortlessly back into his elder sibling habits. His brother seems to have forgotten how to function. "My brother likes strawberries."
"I'm allergic to those though." Hisoka whines.
Illumi quickly jerks his head to his partner. His eyes darkened. "Do it."
Hisoka raises his hands in a peace offering. "Yes, anything for you." He readily says. He shifts back into his sultry stance as he looks to Killua. "Welcome."
His cock bobs as he walks to the door. "Stay as long as you'd like." He continues as he walks down the hall.
Illumi kicks the door closed. Fucking pervert. "I'm sorry." He starts. He grabs one of Killua's duffle bags to start hanging his clothes in the empty closet. "You still like strawberries?"
Killua blinks. Scratching his cheek. "Um, yeah. I do." He looks around the room. Five unopened packs of gum catches his eye. All different flavors. He does remember that this is Hisoka's room.
"Is it okay that I use his room?" Killua was a little nervous to sit down.
Illumi places a pair of black jeans on a hanger. "Yes. This room is barely used. Mostly a storage room for his habit at this point."
Oh. OH.
"Oh." He says aloud. Looking at the bed, Killua deems it safe and goes to sit on it. He unlaces his shoes first. Groaning as he lays down. The bed smells very sterile. A spider web in the corner catches his eye. He guesses it really is rarely used.
Illumi pauses to look at his brother. The shirt next to be hung up sits in his grip. "Is there anything else you want from the store? Money isn't an issue, so you can eat like you did at home."
Killua shakes his head against the pillow. He rubs his eyes. His arm goes limp after the action, hanging over the bed.
Illumi turns back to his task. He places Killua shoes on the window ledge, and places his remaining clothes in the dresser. Before leaving the room, he closes the curtains, thankful that they are the blackout versions. He walks softly across the carpet to the door. He opens and closes the door as quietly as he can with his back facing the hallway. With the final click. He breathes out.
He remembers how often he had to do that when he used to read a story to his siblings or sneak them food after dinner time. He doesn't smile, but is fond of the memory.
Turning around he sees his boyfriend. "You haven't left yet?" He says. He walks down the stairs, not wanting to talk around his sleeping sibling.
Hisoka follows. Clothed, which he is both grateful and regretful at. He has some harem pants on and a hoodie. His white chucks squeak as they walk down the stairs.
"I wanted to see you interact with your sibling more."
"I closed the door." He says.
"And I listened." Hisoka shoots back.
They walk toward the kitchen. Illumi decides to drink some coffee to suppress his appetite. He grabs a pod out of the rack. Pouring water into the slot before pressing start. He leans his back against the counter. Looking around the kitchen and the connecting living room, he sees the house isn't as dirty as he once thought.
Hisoka walks closer to Illumi. Caging him in with his arms on both sides. Illumi is gripping the counter's edge behind him.
"You want something?" Illumi says dryly. His owl eyes looking at his partner.
Hisoka's naturally perverted eyes look back at him. "A kiss?" Keeping his distance.
"You aren't mad?"
Hisoka raises an eyebrow. "No."
Illumi stares at him. This look was less vengeful than the earlier one. This one was more contemplating. "Thank you." He finally says. He tilts his head in permission.
Hisoka smiles. He leans in. Grazing their lips together. "I'll be back." He softly says against Illumi's lips. He bumps their noses together before pulling back. Removing his caged prey.
"Text me if there is anything else you want me to get." In his process of backing up, he moves closer again. Hisoka grazes his fingers under Illumi's thigh and lifts it to sit on his hip.
"Hisoka." Illumi warns. Kitchen shenanigans were off limits after their last incident.
"Don't worry. Just want to check something." He pauses for permission.
Illumi just tilts his head back.
"Okay."
Hisoka smiles wide. Some teeth showing.
Illumi feels his lover's fingers move higher up his thigh. HIs soft touch sends chills up Illumi's spine. The hand going under his leggings. A squeeze to his asscheek. Illumi grunts, Hisoka bit that cheek a lot the previous night.
"Still sore?"
Illumi does answer. Waiting for his lover to hurry up to go get the food.
"Ah, I see." Said Hisoka.
That hand leaves the cheek to go down the middle. Illumi does a full shudder.
"Now that's a reaction."
"If you don'-" Illumi gasps.
"Shh. I'm looking for something."
The fingers move downward. They press against his rim. Illumi feels his soft flesh easily take his lover's fingers. He bits his lip. HIs grip on the ledge tightens. His rim sends a sweet burn as Hisoka gets three fingers in. The fingers move back and forth in a come hither motion.
Hisoka spends a few seconds continuing the action. His other hand pressing his thumb against Illumi's nipple. Circling it.
"Ahh, I think I got it." He says. He keeps his hand on Illumi's chest as the other one moves out of his pants.
Illumi shifts his head back down. To peer at his boyfriend.
"See?" HIsoka places his hand in Illumi's face.
Illumi sees cum, still wet, on his lover's hand. His mind slowly shifts to clarity. He watches a droplet fall to his leg still on Hisoka's hip. His asshole was fluttering open and close.
"Really?" Illumi says as his voice cracks a bit. He might need to drink water instead of coffee after this. If it was still warm afterwards.
Hisoka gleefully nods. Bringing his fingers to his mouth, he licks the cum off of his own fingers. Hisoka was feeling good. The taste of his own cum as it marinated in his lover's ass overnight, was a delicacy he loved.
He places Illumi's leg down. He licks the last of it that he catches on the back of his hand.
He pulls his hand off of his lover's nipple. Stepping back, he grabs a mask out of his pocket. A bubblelicious retro mask he got online. Once settled on his face, he puts his hands in his pockets.
Illumi releases his grip on the edge. He pulls his hair from his ponytail, realizing he was not going to clean anything today, but himself. His hair cascades down his body.
The hair tie goes onto his wrist. "Are you done?" He says dryly as if he wasn't on the verge of breaking their "no shenanigans" rule in the kitchen.
"There is a wet spot on the back of your pants."
Illumi pauses. He suspiciously looks at his lover as he slowly creeps his hand backwards. A wet spot met his fingers. His back goes straight. Eyes widen as he thinks back to when Killua walked behind him on the stairs.
No!
He is not one for outward dramatics, but he really wants to crawl into a ball. His hands go back to grip the edge of the counter. His back to his lover. His thigh length hair following his movement.
His wallow is cut short.
Hisoka smacks his ass. "If your dramatics don't last long, wait for me and we can shower together when I get back."
Illumi half turns to Hisoka. "No." He growls.
"Another time then." Hisoka says. "Want me to stop at your favorite donut shop? I remember you saying your siblings like chocolate."
Illumi rage drops at the mention of something for KIllua. "Killua likes chocolate."
"I'll stop there then." Hisoka walks closer to Illumi, he pulls his mask down to kiss his neck. Illumi swipes backwards, but misses. Hisoka smirks. Proud of his athletic reflexes. MMA fighting has truly paid off.
"I love you." He snaps the mask back up. Heading toward the front door.
Illumi doesn't respond. Hisoka doesn't expect him to.
Illumi looks at his coffee. He doesn't want it anymore. A noise catches his attention. Balloon his screeching. He looks to his left and the cat is by her food dish. He bends down to grab the food from the cabinet. A premium mixture they get custom made.
He gets a scoop out of the bag, and crawls over, his hand up in the air and puts the food in the bowl. He sits down. Just to watch Balloon. He pets the cat's head, then gets up. He dumps the coffee out and heads to the bathroom upstairs.
This morning has been more eventful than he has ever anticipated.
It's a week later. They are sitting in the living room watching a movie. The three of them are on the couch. Illumi sitting in the middle. Hisoka leaned back, his arm lying on the back of the couch. Killua has his head on Illumi's shoulder. The brothers are sharing a blanket. Hisoka has an old throw covering his body. Balloon on his lap.
"Illumi, my love this movie is dreadful."
"Illumi was like that at home. Only grandpa would like his choice."
Illumi doesn't respond. He likes his movie choice.
"He's a good cook though."
"Oh, he's the best at that. Mom will sometimes call him for his recipes."
Mother does.
"I won't ask him for fashion advice though."
"You should. This past week, all of your outfits have been hideous. You're with a fashion influencer, Hisoka."
He doesn't question his lover's fashion choices.
"I'm sorry, I'm not a model."
"I'm not either. Not anymore."
Illumi grabs the remote to pause the movie. He looks at his brother. "Is that why you're here?" Illumi has refrained from asking his brother the reason he has been blessed with his presence.
Killua is quiet.
Illumi waits. Just blinking his eyes in wait.
"I-I just needed a break. I need to see some life. I'm 16 and I feel like I've worked enough." He begins. He sips his fingers in Illumi's hand.
Illumi understands that signal. "Okay. I hear you."
"You do?"
"Yes." Is all he says.
Killua smiles. "And, and there is a school" He stutters. "It's close by.. The YorkNew University."
"I have a friend that is a professor there." Said Hisoka. Looking over Illumi's head at Killua.
Illumi turns to Hisoka. "Why have they never visited before?"
He shrugs. "He travels a lot when not at work. Bit of a work-ahoic. We usually only talk when he comes to my fight to bet on me."
"Hmm, you have friends, I don't know about." Illumi muses. A feeling in his stomach, he can't quite match.
Hisoka kisses his forehead. "I'll introduce you if you come to my next fight."
"Is the locker room fixed from the last time I was there?"
"You're allowed back in, so I assume so."
"Can I come to your next fight? I have a friend who is training to do MMA. He'll be going to YorkNew as well." Killua interrupts joyfully.
"Who's your friend?"
"Gon Freecss."
"Oh." Is all Hisoka says.
Illumi reaches his hand up to massage his lover's scalp. An oh, means something. He'll ask him about that later. "I admire you." Illumi slowly says. Looking to redirect his lover's attention back to him.
They've been together so long, that understanding each other's queues have stopped many situations from escalating, both in and out of their home. Their love has weight to it. Each year it's strength grows for any odd situation that may arise.
"I think we should finish your terrible movie." A teasing smile on Hisoka's face.
Illumi brings his hand back under the blanket. His other hand is sweating, holding Killua's hand, but he won't let go.
He presses play.
30 minutes pass. Killua has fallen asleep on his shoulder. Hisoka is petting that cat. Eyes focused on the film.
"Balloon has a good fur coat on him." Hisoka says out of nowhere.
Illumi instinctively moves his eyes to the cat. "That mixture pays off."
"I know. You have good ideas on how to take care of things. People." Hisoka's eyes are still on the movie.
"Hmm."
"Do you get what I'm saying?"
Illumi pinches his face in thought. "I should start a business?" He whispers.
Hisoka chuckles. He moves his hand off the back of the couch. Grabbing Illumi's hand. Bringing their laced hands to sit on top of their blankets.
"Close."
Illumi looks at his boyfriend. He begins to open his mouth, but Hisoka kisses him. A soft kiss. Their lips take their time to separate.
"Don't think so hard. Let's focus on your brother for the time being." Whispers Hisoka as he pulls back. He shifts his hips a bit.
Illumi listens to him. He places his head on Hisoka's shoulder. Killua's presence was satisfying. He's glad to hear that Hisoka has been enjoying it as well.