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Fuyugummy shippy doodle dump! :)
[Hisoguy, 303 words! Commission for catboydecember on twitter!]
Guy finds Hisoka asleep in the back room of Journey. It’s not any different from normal, but it still gives him pause for a second, wanting to watch him. A pause of admiration is as good a reason to take a break as anything else, so Guy steps closer and brushes the backs of his knuckles against Hisoka’s cheek.
Hisoka’s eyes flutter open, and Guy almost feels guilty—but Hisoka looks up at him, and all he feels is warmth filling up his chest.
During work, they don’t get to have moments like this. There’s too many other things to pay attention to, and though Guy treasures Hisoka’s company, he can’t watch at all times. He’s accepted that—or at least he tries to.
“...G’morning, Guy,” Hisoka says softly, sleepily, and Guy’s heart swells.
He’s not used to this kind of love, unfamiliar and new, but he cherishes it alongside every other emotion he’s fostered in his time at Mankai, with Hisoka.
“It’s not morning,” he says, leaning down to press a kiss against the top of Hisoka’s head. He pulls back and watches Hisoka’s eyes slip closed again, and can’t help but love that, too—Hisoka will keep resting, and Guy will keep looking after him.
“I don’t care,” Hisoka says, and his fingers wrap around Guy’s arm. “...Is the day almost over? I want to go home with you.”
To go home with Guy. It’s such a soft, simple thing, but it makes Guy want to linger here all the same. He puts his hand over Hisoka’s, feels his cold fingers and thinks that this is what makes his life here worthwhile. “We can go home soon,” he says with a small smile. “Until then, you can sleep more.”
Hisoka mumbles something that sounds almost like I love you as he falls back asleep.