[Hisoka is like a child in many ways, and Illumi knows how to take care of children. His methods may not be traditional by any means, but they are highly effective. He's proud of his younger siblings and the strength they show. Even Milluki, who is best described as a selfish homebody nerd, is incredibly skillful with those machines he surrounds himself with. They're all so powerful. Exceptional. Killua is in a class of his own, and Illumi would be a fool not to take some credit! The hand he took in his upbringing was a large one. The kind that blots out the sun. Killua must love him for it. So, too, will Hisoka know that Illumi can handle his whims as long as he continues to be useful.
He sat beside him because he felt he had to, and for the same reason he'll accept being called a date. The job demands he stay in character. His smile is an etched in curve. Yes. His lover, the one he adores and takes out on such frivolous, romantic events. How unfair he'd been to leave him. That's how people who date are, right? Illumi himself has never taken an actual lover. They would detract from the goals. At some point, he'll surely be expected to marry, and then he will, but it will be as loveless as it is a duty.
Hisoka kisses him. Nowhere explicit. A warm, perhaps wet press of lips to Illumi's skin. The curve of his lips goes straight.]
I'm sorry I was gone for so long. I'll buy you another drink.
[He hasn't looked to see how empty or full Hisoka's glass is, but when his own drink is set down, he taps it meaningfully to suggest he'll want another of the same.]
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He sat beside him because he felt he had to, and for the same reason he'll accept being called a date. The job demands he stay in character. His smile is an etched in curve. Yes. His lover, the one he adores and takes out on such frivolous, romantic events. How unfair he'd been to leave him. That's how people who date are, right? Illumi himself has never taken an actual lover. They would detract from the goals. At some point, he'll surely be expected to marry, and then he will, but it will be as loveless as it is a duty.
Hisoka kisses him. Nowhere explicit. A warm, perhaps wet press of lips to Illumi's skin. The curve of his lips goes straight.]
I'm sorry I was gone for so long. I'll buy you another drink.
[He hasn't looked to see how empty or full Hisoka's glass is, but when his own drink is set down, he taps it meaningfully to suggest he'll want another of the same.]