BOOM!
hisoka hurried to his kitchen, heart pumping with adrenaline, convinced that he had just been ambushed by some fools and that he was about to get some action. he needs it, after all. the day has been stressful enough with the phantom troupe being all secretive about their head.
what he finds instead is his kitchen in ruins. standing in the middle of it all is someone most (if not all) people would find dangerous but around him, hisoka could truly relax. he slows down to a walk until they are near each other and while hisoka can piece together what happened, he still felt the need to ask the deadly assassin, covered head to toe in soot.
"what happened here, illu?"
illumi blinked big, dark eyes at him. looking like this, hisoka can't help but think the assassin looks too much like the soot spirit from that one animated film he saw while he was in jappon. he couldn't help the tug on his lips as the thought passes through his mind.
"i was trying to cook dinner for you. and then it exploded. perhaps i added too much poison?"
hisoka silently thanked the heavens above for making illumi's deadly concoction explode before he gets a taste of it. he is a lot of things but immune to poison is not one of them. chuckling, he cups the younger man's face and presses his lips his against soot-covered forehead.
"maybe we should order something instead. after you take a good, long shower."
illumi looks down at his soot-covered body. nothing on his face betrays any emotion he's feeling but hisoka likes to imagine the little scrunch of the nose as the assassin realizes just how dirty he is.
"you're right. perhaps you should call while i clean myself up? saves us the time."
ahhh illumi, he thinks. ever efficient. truly a top-class assassin.
hisoka's lips morph into a smirk.
"ahhh lulu, what makes you think you would be taking a shower alone?" he asks with a shake of the head, arms akimbo. "i'm tired from today's excursion and i would like to take a looooooong hot shower to help me relax."
illumi only raised a brow in response before long limbs take him to the bathroom. hisoka lets out another low chuckle before he follows illumi.
the assassin stops and turns around to face him once more. hisoka tilts his head in slight confusion.
"i forgot to tell you. welcome back."
such a thoughtless gesture on the assassin's part, but hisoka's cold heart melted in his chest at the gesture. after all, nobody has said those words to him in a long time. he had forgotten how good it feels to have someone waiting for you at home.
his strong arms wrap around the equally strong assassin as he whispers against his ear.
"i'm back."
