o17. [Voice]

[aphephobic]

This holiday never fails to impress me with its ridiculousness. I hope you realize you're all flirting with diabetes when you indulge a holiday designed around meaningless affection and chocolate.

[OOC: Forward-dated to when it's not Stupid O'Clock. First threads reserved for Link and Tsuzuki -- I forget the logistics of post order already, but y'

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[aphephobic]

[IGNORING THE STUPID PARTNER FOR NOW because trolling comes more naturally.]

Diabetes is when you eat so much chocolate that your body overloads and then you can't have any at all.

[aphephobic]

Yeah.. No problem. [What the hell is this -- Hisoka's feeling kind of guilty for scaring Link so badly. Link's never really done anything to deserve it, after all.]

Hey.. It's okay, though. You don't have to be scared or anything.

[aphephobic]

...Yeah. Yeah, I think I'd like that.

SO DO I, MAN. D:

[aphephobic]

I was -- On my way to yours now.

THERE ARE NO APOLOGIES BIG ENOUGH. D:

[aphephobic]

[Hisoka nods softly, though the pink flush at his cheeks grows darker. He doesn't know what to do with his hands all of a sudden.] ..Hey.

NOT ENOUGH.

[aphephobic]

I.. I think I'd like that. [He doesn't notice Link's awkwardness because he's too absorbed with his own. And what is that compulsion to bury his face in Link's hair? That's not at all socially appropriate! It simply won't be done.]

ARE YOU MAD WOMAN. PEOPLE WILL DIE

[aphephobic]

[The old rules don't make sense right now. Hisoka silently snatches Link's retreating hand.]

D:

[aphephobic]

[He nods, because he doesn't trust his words right now. Not until he's stepped out into the sunshine with Link, where everything feels a little bit more cheerful.]