Here's the sequel to the previous fic I had posted here. I know it's been a little long to expect a sequel for that fic. Anyway, here it is! Thanks for all the reviews! I really appreciate it! This fic is dedicated to all my reviewers especially those who asked for a sequel. You asked for it so here it is!
Standard disclaimer applied.
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Hisoka is blushing. Correction, Hisoka is still blushing. It had been two days since he woke up to find himself held tightly in Tsuzuki's arms. It was the day they were supposed to join in the outing, which his elder partner had proposed and shamelessly begged for. In the end, both of them had missed it because of the sudden sleepiness and sudden comfort to each other.
The green-eyes blond couldn't help but recall what had exactly happened on that day. To be more exact, he couldn't help but remember the feeling his elder partner stirred in him when he was in his arms. He felt safe and loved even without the use of his empathy.
'No one... no one had ever make me feel this way' Hisoka thought.
"Soka?"
"Soka? Are you alright?"
At the second beckoning, green eyes began to focus and got right into the job of glaring at violet eyes. The said violet eyes began to water as the owner unconsciously stifle from the intense glare.
"Mou, Soka-chan is mad at me." These words were choked out by a man with a pair of puppy ears and a tail that was despondently sweeping the carpeted floor.
The teen raised his hand to gently massage his temple where he could feel a headache coming. He was tired of having to soothe his supposedly older partner when he got into his self-depreciating mood.
"I'm not mad at you, baka. I'm just thinking." Hisoka finally answered.
"Houto ni? I thought you were still mad at me... for that day." The last three words were mumbled but Hisoka could still make out the words.
At the mention of that day bought back another rush of colours to Hisoka's cheeks. He lowered his head to seem interested in his work. It did not need a genius to know he was hiding his already crimson cheeks. However, an idiot might not know it either.
"I know you are still mad at me. That's why you had left before I woke up." Tsuzuki continued in a more forlorn tone.
"How... how did you know I was there?" Once the question was out, Hisoka scolded himself more than ten different kinds of idiot for not holding back his tongue.
"You were there then! I thought I was dreaming when I felt the warmth. It was real then! You were really there in my bed that day!" Tsuzuki beamed.
"Ah... I was... I was supposed to wake you up." Hisoka stuttered.
"Then, why didn't you?" Now Tsuzuki is puzzled.
In his "dream," Hisoka had purposely sought him out in his garden. He didn't notice the blond at first, carried away by his grooming of his flowers. It was only when the familiar voice calling his name was heard that he known Hisoka was standing behind him. He remembered the joy of seeing his partner in his garden alone.
The flowers in his garden, although blooming, could not overwhelm the beauty he saw in the teen. At that moment when eyes were met, he was painfully reminded of the fact that the blond before him will never be his. The emerald that glazed back at him was full of hurt and betrayal. How he wish to take away all those negative feelings that were trapping the boy. But he knew, the boy had to call out to him for help before he could do anything. If not, all he did will be only scaring him away.
But in that dream, he had thrown away all logic and reasons. He only wants the green-eyed blond in his arms. That's exactly what he did. He had reached out and pull the boy to him. It had felt so real then, the scent of his hair and the feel of his skin against his own. It felt so real that he knew he had to open his eyes to see for himself whether the boy was in his arms.
Very slowly, his eyes opened. What greeted him first was a mob of blond hair. His heart had skipped a beat then. The only thought he had was the fact that it was real. Hisoka was really in his arms. It was not a dream anymore. Instead of lifting Hisoka's head to look at him, he closed his eyes and pretended that he had never been awake.
He could guess what the boy in his arms was thinking about then. Without knowing, he tightened the hold he had of him. Only when he heard a peaceful sigh and know for sure that Hisoka was not leaving then did he loosen his hold.
"zuki?... Tsuzuki?"
"Nani?" Violet eyes turn sharply to the voice.
"What are you thinking of? You seem out of sort today. Correction, you seem more out of sort today since you are out of sort everyday."
"Hidoi" Tsuzuki whined.
"Get back to work then if you are really alright." Hisoka started to move back to his desk. But before he could move so much as an inch away, he felt the tight grip on his right arm. The next thing he knew, he was pull into a hug and resting on Tsuzuki's chest. Hisoka reflectively tried to push the man away but Tsuzuki had already expected his move. He tightened his hold on Hisoka, making more body contact when the boy tried to push him away.
"Soka..."
The name was so soft that Hisoka has stopped struggling to listen more carefully.
"Soka, stop trying to leave my side. You promised to let me stay with you. Or, have you forgotten?" Tsuzuki's voice was so soft yet so pained when he finally spoke.
The blond shake his head with the limited free space his head had on Tsuzuki's chest since the mentioned man still refuse to loosen his hold. At his position, Hisoka could clearly hear the soothing sound rhythm of Tsuzuki's heartbeat, which had calmed down with Hisoka's affirmation.
"Then why are you always avoiding? Why did you keep running away from me?"
"I... I don't know..."
Tsuzuki released Hisoka from his arms when he heard what the boy had said but the boy did not move away nor did he raise his head to see Tsuzuki's expression.
The man gently lifted Hisoka's chin to meet his eyes. When emerald met amethyst, Tsuzuki was shock to find unshed tears in Hisoka's orbs.
"If you are not sure, let me know. If I'm making you uncomfortable, let me know. Just don't run away from me." Hisoka could clearly see the sincerity in those violet eyes.
"Please?"
Hisoka's unshed tears had silently fall down his cheek upon hearing this word from Tsuzuki. All along, he had chose to run away when he was not sure what to do. He had never paused to consider what Tsuzuki might have felt with his sudden exit. Only now did he know how much he had hurt Tsuzuki when he fled every time Tsuzuki was being nice to him.
Tsuzuki tenderly thumbed away the tears from Hisoka's pale cheek before he placed a kiss on Hisoka's forehead. The pale cheeks had instantly turned crimson with the kiss.
Bracing himself, Hisoka hesitatingly put his arms around Tsuzuki. Like before, he felt safe in Tsuzuki's arms, hearing the soothing beat the man's heart make. Right now, it had hastened with the shock from Hisoka's action.
Recovering from the initial shock, Tsuzuki raised his hands to encircle the boy's waist. Hisoka felt so right in his arms as if they are made to fit one another. Smiling to himself at his own thoughts, Tsuzuki nuzzle the blond hair.
"I won't run away again... I won't"
Hisoka let a small smile slip as he buried his face into Tsuzuki's chest.
Owari (for now)
I'm pretty amazed by myself how fast this fic had taken me to write. Although this fic will never have a plot, I still wish to continue writing it. Maybe you will like to express your idea on how this fic can continue? Ideas will definitely help to make me write faster! (laughs) Till next time then, peeps.
Standard disclaimer applied.
2
Hisoka is blushing. Correction, Hisoka is still blushing. It had been two days since he woke up to find himself held tightly in Tsuzuki's arms. It was the day they were supposed to join in the outing, which his elder partner had proposed and shamelessly begged for. In the end, both of them had missed it because of the sudden sleepiness and sudden comfort to each other.
The green-eyes blond couldn't help but recall what had exactly happened on that day. To be more exact, he couldn't help but remember the feeling his elder partner stirred in him when he was in his arms. He felt safe and loved even without the use of his empathy.
'No one... no one had ever make me feel this way' Hisoka thought.
"Soka?"
"Soka? Are you alright?"
At the second beckoning, green eyes began to focus and got right into the job of glaring at violet eyes. The said violet eyes began to water as the owner unconsciously stifle from the intense glare.
"Mou, Soka-chan is mad at me." These words were choked out by a man with a pair of puppy ears and a tail that was despondently sweeping the carpeted floor.
The teen raised his hand to gently massage his temple where he could feel a headache coming. He was tired of having to soothe his supposedly older partner when he got into his self-depreciating mood.
"I'm not mad at you, baka. I'm just thinking." Hisoka finally answered.
"Houto ni? I thought you were still mad at me... for that day." The last three words were mumbled but Hisoka could still make out the words.
At the mention of that day bought back another rush of colours to Hisoka's cheeks. He lowered his head to seem interested in his work. It did not need a genius to know he was hiding his already crimson cheeks. However, an idiot might not know it either.
"I know you are still mad at me. That's why you had left before I woke up." Tsuzuki continued in a more forlorn tone.
"How... how did you know I was there?" Once the question was out, Hisoka scolded himself more than ten different kinds of idiot for not holding back his tongue.
"You were there then! I thought I was dreaming when I felt the warmth. It was real then! You were really there in my bed that day!" Tsuzuki beamed.
"Ah... I was... I was supposed to wake you up." Hisoka stuttered.
"Then, why didn't you?" Now Tsuzuki is puzzled.
In his "dream," Hisoka had purposely sought him out in his garden. He didn't notice the blond at first, carried away by his grooming of his flowers. It was only when the familiar voice calling his name was heard that he known Hisoka was standing behind him. He remembered the joy of seeing his partner in his garden alone.
The flowers in his garden, although blooming, could not overwhelm the beauty he saw in the teen. At that moment when eyes were met, he was painfully reminded of the fact that the blond before him will never be his. The emerald that glazed back at him was full of hurt and betrayal. How he wish to take away all those negative feelings that were trapping the boy. But he knew, the boy had to call out to him for help before he could do anything. If not, all he did will be only scaring him away.
But in that dream, he had thrown away all logic and reasons. He only wants the green-eyed blond in his arms. That's exactly what he did. He had reached out and pull the boy to him. It had felt so real then, the scent of his hair and the feel of his skin against his own. It felt so real that he knew he had to open his eyes to see for himself whether the boy was in his arms.
Very slowly, his eyes opened. What greeted him first was a mob of blond hair. His heart had skipped a beat then. The only thought he had was the fact that it was real. Hisoka was really in his arms. It was not a dream anymore. Instead of lifting Hisoka's head to look at him, he closed his eyes and pretended that he had never been awake.
He could guess what the boy in his arms was thinking about then. Without knowing, he tightened the hold he had of him. Only when he heard a peaceful sigh and know for sure that Hisoka was not leaving then did he loosen his hold.
"zuki?... Tsuzuki?"
"Nani?" Violet eyes turn sharply to the voice.
"What are you thinking of? You seem out of sort today. Correction, you seem more out of sort today since you are out of sort everyday."
"Hidoi" Tsuzuki whined.
"Get back to work then if you are really alright." Hisoka started to move back to his desk. But before he could move so much as an inch away, he felt the tight grip on his right arm. The next thing he knew, he was pull into a hug and resting on Tsuzuki's chest. Hisoka reflectively tried to push the man away but Tsuzuki had already expected his move. He tightened his hold on Hisoka, making more body contact when the boy tried to push him away.
"Soka..."
The name was so soft that Hisoka has stopped struggling to listen more carefully.
"Soka, stop trying to leave my side. You promised to let me stay with you. Or, have you forgotten?" Tsuzuki's voice was so soft yet so pained when he finally spoke.
The blond shake his head with the limited free space his head had on Tsuzuki's chest since the mentioned man still refuse to loosen his hold. At his position, Hisoka could clearly hear the soothing sound rhythm of Tsuzuki's heartbeat, which had calmed down with Hisoka's affirmation.
"Then why are you always avoiding? Why did you keep running away from me?"
"I... I don't know..."
Tsuzuki released Hisoka from his arms when he heard what the boy had said but the boy did not move away nor did he raise his head to see Tsuzuki's expression.
The man gently lifted Hisoka's chin to meet his eyes. When emerald met amethyst, Tsuzuki was shock to find unshed tears in Hisoka's orbs.
"If you are not sure, let me know. If I'm making you uncomfortable, let me know. Just don't run away from me." Hisoka could clearly see the sincerity in those violet eyes.
"Please?"
Hisoka's unshed tears had silently fall down his cheek upon hearing this word from Tsuzuki. All along, he had chose to run away when he was not sure what to do. He had never paused to consider what Tsuzuki might have felt with his sudden exit. Only now did he know how much he had hurt Tsuzuki when he fled every time Tsuzuki was being nice to him.
Tsuzuki tenderly thumbed away the tears from Hisoka's pale cheek before he placed a kiss on Hisoka's forehead. The pale cheeks had instantly turned crimson with the kiss.
Bracing himself, Hisoka hesitatingly put his arms around Tsuzuki. Like before, he felt safe in Tsuzuki's arms, hearing the soothing beat the man's heart make. Right now, it had hastened with the shock from Hisoka's action.
Recovering from the initial shock, Tsuzuki raised his hands to encircle the boy's waist. Hisoka felt so right in his arms as if they are made to fit one another. Smiling to himself at his own thoughts, Tsuzuki nuzzle the blond hair.
"I won't run away again... I won't"
Hisoka let a small smile slip as he buried his face into Tsuzuki's chest.
Owari (for now)
I'm pretty amazed by myself how fast this fic had taken me to write. Although this fic will never have a plot, I still wish to continue writing it. Maybe you will like to express your idea on how this fic can continue? Ideas will definitely help to make me write faster! (laughs) Till next time then, peeps.