drear | OPEN SEASON 2.

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OPEN SEASON 2.

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Lunch. [ Hisoka suggests, with a spark in his eye. ] You're not busy, are you?

Give me fifteen minutes to make sure nothing's going to come up, and I'll be free.

[he's welcome to wait where he wants - be it in the office's second chair or outside, but fine, Chrollo can do lunch as an apology. working is something he can do swiftly when he sets his mind to it, typing out what emails he needs to and checking on the status of the two most recent projects he's running. one would be forgiven for thinking Chrollo was ignoring Hisoka as he turned his focus to another topic, but he's still just as aware, even if he's not displaying it.

whatever Hisoka chooses, it's a little before fifteen minutes when Chrollo stands up and shuts his computer, grabbing his coat from the back of the chair. all ready.]

[ Hisoka touches the roses one last time before nodding. He pulls away, seating himself in the second chair with his long legs crossed. ]

Where are you taking us? ♣ Should I change?

You're fine as you are.

[half of that is because if he says yes, Chrollo thinks Hisoka will start changing then and there in his office. the other half is because he really doesn't need to make a fuss - where Chrollo has in mind, no one's got enough reason to care exactly who wanders in.

when he finishes, he stretches his arms over his head, and gets up.]

Do you mind walking a little bit?

Hm. [ Hisoka's lips purse and he considers his own outfit, but he acquiesces a moment later. ]

All right. ♦ And I don't mind walking with you, so lead on.

[snagging his coat along the way to pull on as they walk, Chrollo doesn't waste time in leading Hisoka out. the weather isn't bad, but he'd rather have it than leave it behind.]

I promise it's not more than five minutes. But...you're not in a rush, are you?

No.

[ Hisoka has his own coat still on, a sleek piece of white tailoring over a scarlet red shirt and burnt orange slacks. He keeps it closed as he follows Chrollo out. ]

Is this a favorite place of yours?

It's somewhere I frequent enough that you might say that.

[by contrast, Chrollo's positively somber in black. the only thing that's not is the bandana around his forehead, an off white. the color may change, but he's never without it, and he intends it to stay like that.]

But, I'm not that picky when it comes to food, actually. So it's hard to say if somewhere's a true favorite or not.

[if it was food, then one should be grateful for what they have. even if it was bitter, or a vegetable. it was there, and it would keep someone going. no reason to throw it away aside from allergies.]

There's more than food to a restaurant. [ So Chrollo isn't picky about what he eats. His clothes seem carefully chosen, though, and the fit of them always seems good. Hm. ]

The ambiance, the other patrons, and the service... they could all make it a favorite of yours. ♦ Will you satisfy my curiosity?

Your curiosity? Does it ever have an end?

[he laughs a little, tucking his hands into his pockets to keep them warm as they walk along. Hisoka can ask him as many questions as he likes - it's simply Chrollo's choice as to whether he answers or not.]

The only way to find out is to reach inside and look, isn't it?

[ Walking down the street Hisoka attracts glances—he always does—and he returns none of them, gazing ahead and at Chrollo with rapt eyes. ]

I still wonder about your trip. Next time I'd love to accompany you. ♥

Do you mean that?

[the thought of Hisoka accompanying him has Chrollo torn between laughter and horror. there's a part of him that recoils, that hisses about outsiders and would count how many hours he could make it before a mess occurred. and the other part of him would pay to see the look on their faces if he introduced Hisoka as his bodyguard or something.]

Would you still mean it if I called you in the middle of the night and told you to pack enough for a few days and that our flight departed in a matter of hours? Wouldn't that throw off your whole schedule?

[being the one who called the shots meant he had more flexibility in his schedule when it came to rearranging everything on short notice, and meetings can be had over the phone, emails sent, apologies made. for Hisoka, wouldn't it be different?]

If it were that urgent, of course I would. What could set you in such a rush? I would just have to come.

[ Oh, he would love to see anything that could make Chrollo want him. Even if the rush might be because Chrollo simply wants to put him off balance, that's a little game he'd play, too. ]

Then I guess I have to remember that for next time.

[it's a terrible, hideous idea. but if he changes his mind, he could always just not take Hisoka. or leave him in an airport awaiting the wrong connecting flight. or he could take him still, and let him flounder in the world Chrollo knows how to navigate. or he could indulge him. the possibilities are endless.]

Since I'd hate to deprive you of the opportunity.

Even if you deprived me, Chrollo, I would bear it. For you. ♠

[ Deprivation could even be interesting if it was Chrollo, as much as Hisoka prefers indulgence. ]

Take the promise before I change my mind.

[and he still might change his mind. but Hisoka can't say those sorts of things around him, or Chrollo will want to test his limits.]

Oh, all right. So demanding.

[ Hisoka's gaze on Chrollo now is hungrier even than before. What's that they say about feeding stray dogs? (Even though Hisoka is no stray, he has no home.) ]

Not demanding. Only a warning.

[demanding is when he's dispensing orders as to how a shoot or a garment's construction is to go. demanding is when he takes no words to the contrary and exercises the fact that sometimes, his word is absolute.

but he can feel Hisoka's eyes on him, and he glances to the side to catch them - meeting him for just a second. curiosity for curiosity. focus for focus. the sense that if they both had enough time, they'd try and pry out everything from the other from where it's been hidden.]

[ Hisoka's smile fades, but the heat in his eyes grows. ]

A warning for some danger... is it?

[ Danger attracts him; Chrollo attracts him and Hisoka pulls at the strands of Chrollo's web, waiting for him to come closer, closer. ]

Do you consider change so dangerous?

[Chrollo's stopped walking to ask this. for two seconds all of his attention rests on Hisoka - studying him, taking measure of him both in response and physically. seeing what can be deciphered from the look on his face, his posture, all of it. waiting for his words.

someone could walk into him and he'd barely give it notice. everyone else can walk around, their convenience be damned.]

[ Hisoka stops walking and in the process draws himself up, the way he always does, shoulders back and spine straight, feet placed slightly apart to show off his best angle. There is, as usual, the sense of his energy flowing to every part of his body to brush against the outer surface of his skin.

(Nothing like how he'd look when truly hungry.) ]

You don't give a warning when things are safe. ♠ I'm keeping my eyes on you. Chrollo. That's all.

I know you are.

[Chrollo observes, keeps himself contained, and for a second he seems like he'll let the remark pass entirely. the answer something to meditate on later.

and then he smiles.]

But you don't really care about safety, do you?

What makes you think that? ♣

[ Hisoka pauses, and takes a step forward, pressing his height above Chrollo. ]

I would never bring you into danger.

[it means Chrollo has to tilt his head the slightest amount to keep looking Hisoka in the eye, but he doesn't move aside from that. Hisoka looming doesn't bother him at all.]

Maybe you wouldn't. But that doesn't mean that I'm able to promise the same. If you're so set on accompaniment, that is.

[that might be caring, trying to keep Hisoka out of danger. if Chrollo wasn't Chrollo. he knows Hisoka can handle himself, so what he says is just fact.]

Chrollo, if you put me in harm's way, I would already be hurt regardless of the danger. ♦ Would you do that to me?

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i lost this notif :(

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fucking rude, don't leave him in switzerland

when is chrollo not rude

even when he doesn't seem rude he's being stealth rude

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