"Poetic." Illumi turns away from Hisoka, brushing his hand away. "I take it it is I that you cannot have?" "Well, can I have you, darling?" "Oh, Hisoka." Illumi, cruel, cold Illumi, just stares at him, a hint of a smile ghosting across his lips. "Do you not already?" Or Hisoka, a box full of memories, and grieving the only man he's ever let himself love. / One-shot, Hisoillu
Rated: T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Tragedy - Chapters: 1 - Words: 2,792 - Favs: 10 - Follows: 4 - Published: 5/26/2021 - [Hisoka, Illumi Z.] - Complete