A/N: Hello readers! Thank you, Enigmatic Guest, IllumiZoldyckFanGirl, and another Anonymous guest for the lovely reviewers. I would just like to say that there may be a few lemons down the road and I hope everyone can handle it. Also, I'm about to be getting a job for a while so that I can move. This may make updates slower, but never fear, I will continue this fic, I promise. It may be a few weeks before I have a job, anyway. So, on with the story!
I opened my eyes to unseeing orbs staring back at me from a plush face. I sat up, disoriented, and stared down at the giant stuffy laying where Illumi had been last night. I blinked slowly as the situation sank in. Heat crept up my face in mortification. He saw the bear...! I looked around the room, wary about my would-be suitor. At a glance, the room seemed empty, so I pulled myself out of bed.
I figured it would be best to order delivery this morning, since I could feel a need for a lazy day.
He wants to marry me? He's gonna have to deal with my clingy behavior. I thought. I placed an order for shrimp fried rice, sweet and sour chicken, spicy sesame chicken, and lo mein with extra veggies, then started to gather clothes for my lazy day. He did say I could borrow his clothes whenever I wanted. A mischievous voice reasoned as I grabbed a pair of his cotton sleep pants and another undershirt. I yawned sleepily as I opened the door to the bathroom. The water was already running, I realized as my eyes opened completely to see the outline of his bare form on the other side of the curtain.
It only took me a full minute to unfreeze from shock and scramble out of the bathroom with a cherry red face. I can never unsee that! I panicked, hyperventilating as I slid down the wall beside the door. I put my head in my hands as the image kept running through my mind. FUCK! This is NOT how I wanted to spend my lazy day! I took a steadying breath. What's the big deal? It's not like you won't be seeing more of that in the future... A sneaky voice quipped in my head. I could feel a panic attack coming on.
"Are you okay?" Illumi asked. I froze for a moment before looking at his bare feet, up his legs, to the towel slung around his hips, to his bare chest, to his face stoicly looking down at me. I skittered back into a corner with a glowing red face. "Hm? Oh, sorry. I forgot my clothes." I gathered my wits about me to respond coherently.
"Th-that's okay. I was planning on a shower anyway. Could you watch out for the food? I ordered something for us, since I planned to stay in with you today... Unless you have something to do?"
"I'm free." He answered in a chipper manner with a small smile.
"M'kay. I'll be out in a bit." I answered before I slipped into the bathroom and locked the door behind myself.
"Food's here." Illumi's voice so close to the curtain caused a shriek to bubble up from my throat.
"I locked the door!" I shouted as I began throwing bottles through the curtain.
"You won't be able to hit me like that. I'm not looking at you, though. And you didn't shut the door all the way."
I stuck my head out of the shower to see him with his back against the small strip of wall before the tub, staring at the bare wall in front of him. His eyes glanced down at my peeved face. "That doesn't mean you should just come in!" I hissed in irritation.
"What's the problem? You did it earlier." He smirked minutely. My face turned bright red.
"I didn't do it on purpose!" I squeaked and pulled my mortifies face back into the shower.
"Maybe soon, we can just share showers." Illumi said in his usual peppy tone.
"Don't start sounding like Hisoka!" I shouted, flailing an arm outside of the shower in an attempt to swat him.
"Haha! I'll wait out there, then. Better hurry, before the food gets cold." He teased before I heard the click of the bathroom door.
What the fuck?! I shook despite the heat of the shower stream. Why is he being so... well, he's already weird but he's being weirder than usual. I was quick to step out of the shower and dry off and get dressed.
I poked my head out the bathroom door to see that he had set up the food and was waiting for me.
"Oh. You're out! Ready to eat?" He clapped his hands together in what I assumed was pleasure.
"Y... Yeah. Sure." I avoided his eyes in embarrassment.
"You're wearing my clothes?" He tilted his head in question.
"You did say I could wear your clothes whenever I wanted to..." I smirked. "Not my fault I remember what you said." I popped a piece of spicy chicken in my mouth and winked as I swallowed. His eyes widened and for a moment, his form blurred, and I blinked only to find his face only inches away from mine.
"I wish you would just admit that you're mine..." He murmured before closing the space between our lips. I didn't waste time in running my nails along his scalp gently and tugging his hair to keep him there.
He gently nipped my bottom lip, demanding entrance which I granted. I don't know how, but he tastes like sweet spices. I never want this to end...
He lifted me out of the chair and held me up by my bottom while my legs wrapped around his waist, and carried me to our bed while our tongues continued the battle for dominance. He laid me down into the middle of the bed as he balanced above me. At some point, though, the lower half of his torso had lowered to completely trap me under him. He broke away from me and I gasped for breath. My fingers combed through his silky locks, emitting a moan from him. He laid his forehead on my shoulder as he kept himself propped up by his elbows.
"I'm glad you drank the tea." I sighed happily.
"Hm?" His head popped up and he looked into my eyes. "What does the tea have anything to do with this?"
"My tea is special for me, because the first to drink it becomes bonded to me. In accordance to my village, we are already married." I admitted. I scrutinized his features for any sign of anger. "It really only affects me, to my knowledge."
"I see. What does the bond do?" He questioned.
"Um... I'll know if you're sick, wounded, dead, or alive and well... I'll always be able to tell when you're near, from the feeling of warmth. Being around you causes positive emotions... And neither of us can harm or kill the other... though if you were to drink more, the effects would start to affect you as well. But I think I'll leave that up to you should we marry officially." I pinked as I felt his fingers running through my hair.
"When." He had switched his focus to my hair. "When we marry officially." His eyes met mine again.
"When..." I amended. He smiled a small smile.
"We should eat before the food gets cold." He helped me out of bed and went back to eating like nothing had happened. I was bemused by the turn of events, but decided to roll with it.