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What are people to you my dear? Just gross pulsating bundles of meat? Ones with morals, flaws, hatred. Do you even understand that? I'm sure you only understand people through dissection. Everything to know about people, right? Well there's far more which I can teach you about!
How do you treat death? Inevitable? Beautiful? Or just another Tuesday? Do you feel you're dead already? I can see it in your eyes, but I can look further than that. And now I'm sure, you aren't already dead!
To wake up next to someone which you didn't want to learn more about. It's quite the alarm. Before Illumi hadn't been so much as hugged, lovingly atleast. Now the memories are rushing back, confusion set in. The curtains in the room had cracks of morning light seeping in. Hisokas makeup had smudged, he was turned to the side away from Illumi. He usually slept in.
Illumi barely remembers meeting Hisoka. During a simple mission which was infiltrated by the other. Who knew it was that easy to get tied into someone's life? He hadn't bothered to remember it since it seemed insignificant. He'd now realized he was at Hisoka's apartment, when was the last time he'd been here? Barely knows where he is but remembers the night detail to second.
Hisoka always followed around Illumi, it made his life more enjoyable. Is that something that you learn from constantly being alone? Illumi couldn't tell you what friendship was, he couldn't comprehend it. The room was cold, it was a cloudy morning. Hisoks turned onto his back, luckily covered otherwise Illumi might just black out again. It was late he should wake up already, but he didn't. He laid back down as ready for a coffin as ever, he never woke up that way.
He'll just go back go bed for now.