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[cupofsass]

Who: Hisoka and Tsuzuki
When: Wednesday night
Rating: PG
Warnings: a smidgen of angst!
Summary: Tsuzuki has just arrived in Purgatorium and Hisoka has some things he wants to talk about.

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[cupofsass]

"Tsuzuki, I- two weeks, but that's not-" Hisoka looked directly into Tsuzuki's eyes. "I-I just-"

Everything had happened so fast; waking up in this strange, frightening place - with decrepit buildings that moaned in the wind and reeked of blood, eyes that followed his every move, reports every day of senseless murders, screams and explosions and fires - and the monsters that scrabbled at his door and howled late into the night, and Muraki, taunting him, reinforcing his weaknesses and his uselessness, and that bastard was the reason this was all happening to him, but he couldn't get past, he just couldn't, and his senses had had all they could bear, and it was so darkAnd here was Tsuzuki, smiling just like he did in the office

[cupofsass]

"Tsuzuki. You managed to set an iPod on fire."

[cheerfulreaper]

"...it was intimidating me."

[cupofsass]

"It isn't sentient!"

Hisoka sighed, but a tiny bit of him was happy to even be arguing with Tsuzuki again. If only the circumstances were better... Hisoka shivered as an icy gust of wind swept over them.

"Do you want to head inside?" he asked, casting a wary glance over his shoulder.

[cheerfulreaper]

Tsuzuki smiled. "Yeah. Let's go." He wrapped an arm around Hisoka's shoulders, doing his best to protect him from the elements.

[cupofsass]

Hisoka blushed again. "You don't have to," he muttered halfheartedly. Truthfully, Hisoka was relieved, very relieved, to have Tsuzuki's humming emotional presence, amplified by their physical contact.

[cheerfulreaper]

"I want to," Tsuzuki insisted with a squeeze. "...I'm glad you're here with me."

[cupofsass]

Hisoka's blush grew darker, and even though his voice was soft, he still said, "Me too."