《Hisoillu Smut/Fluff Oneshots》𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝑴𝒚 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆~
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𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅
𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉?
𝑴𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒈
𝑷𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝑩𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒚
𝑯𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒌𝒂 𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓
1/20/1990
"Everybody Worships my presence~" Hisoka with a wide grin bragged to illumi
"That's interesting, I can't relate" illumi shot back
Hisoka's grin faded, turning into a frown.
"You always have to ruin the mood.."
"I'm good at ruining things"
*gasp*
Hisoka was shocked, illumi had never expressed his feelings to hisoka before. With a slight smile Hisoka answered.
"We're....good at ruining things~"
Hisoka layed Illumi's head on his shoulder.
12/25/1999
"Merry Christmas?...." illumi murmured while looking at hisoka.
"You're.......pregnant?..." Hisoka started to tear up. He had never thought he was going to have a family. He knew everyone had loved him, but not this love. Nobody would get this love, except him. Except illumi.
"Mhm! Are you...um...Happy?"
"Of course!" Hisoka managed to get out before his tears turned into sobs
"Don't cry, your ruining the moment"
"Hehe...*sniff*...I'm good at ruining things"
"We're....good at ruining things"
"Illu? Didn't I say that before? *sniff*"
"Who knows....probably nobody" illumi, with a small smile responded caressing his stomach.
10/23/2000
There they were, the Morow children.
Ah. Yes triplets
Why is there a butterfly?
It's purple.
Oops- I forgot.
The Morow triplets are now twins....
"Hisoka.." illumi choked out with a raspy voice.
"Illu...baby" Hisoka sobbed knowing illumi was going to be devastated when he heard the news.
The news on how one of his children didn't make it.
"Are they....okay?" Illumi questioned
"Purple butterfly.." is all Hisoka could say before hugging illumi
"Huh?....." a dark aura started to surround illumi, his bloodlust. It was spilling, rapidly.
"I-I'm sorry illumi!"
A scream could be heard from inside the hospital room. The nurses that helped illumi deliver the children cried and shivered.
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When illumi calmed down he quietly questioned
"How many are left love...?"
"T-two.."
"That's nice...heh...you know soka, I'm good at ruining things.."
"We're good at ruining things"
6/6/2006
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" Everyone cheered
"WOAH!" Hisoka giggled
It was hisoka's birthday. His children were 6, he is now 33 and Illumi is 29.
"ARE YOU 5, ARE YOU 10, ARE YOU 20, ARE YOU 30, ARE YOU 31, ARE YOU 32, ARE YOU 33-"
"Stop!" Hisoka yelled and blew out the candles
He didn't notice that illumi had left. Illumi came back with an extra cake, Hikari, one of the hisoillu children pulled out a camera and filmed this chaotic situation.
"Soka! Think fast!"
Before hisoka could fully turn around a cake was smashed into his face. Pieces of cake flying everywhere.
"Ah. How lovely the carpet is stained. Haha I'm good at ruining things"
"You mean we're good at ruining things" Hisoka managed to say while licking the cake off his face.
9/10/2016
*huff*
*gasp*
"Hisoka?...you...you still alive?"
"Mm...good you~?..." Hisoka purred as blood spilled out of his wounds.
Illumi, the same whispered
"I don't think I'm doing too well...."
"What?...."
"I'm good at ruining things Hisoka...."
"I think I'm the one that's good at ruining things illumi....."
"Goodnight Hisoka..... I Love you.."
"Good night illumi.....see you soon...You always know I love you..."
At that moment the murderous assassins closed their eyes, knowing that they might never wake up.
The Blood has spilled all over the carpet, it might be hard to clean up.
Nobody knows where they are buried, or even if they are really dead.....they just disappeared. So did their children.
Rumors. People like to spread 'em.
"Our hearts still beat." Hisoka quietly stated
"Yup...." Illumi answered
"Mom?....Dad?....why did we have to leave?" Questioned the teens.
"Because of your father's crazy fans" illumi sneered
"Hahahahaha!" The teens giggled as they went back into the house
"You know illumi..?"
"Huh?"
"𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝑴𝒚 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆"
"I was kidding"
"I know..."
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𝑺𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆.
𝑰𝒎 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒏𝒐𝒘!
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