Eat ur candy, or someone else candy, drink caprisuns because apparently ppl give those out to trick or treaters (I got one at least), and sleep after having a sugar rush

"So, Boss' little lover ran away?" Uvogin asked quietly the second both Chrollo and Shalnark had left the room.

"Shut upppp." Phinks groaned, chucking a pillow at Uvogin and burying his face in the couch cushion.

"Oh, I'm not even mocking you," Uvo laughed, grinning as he stared down at his friend, "yet."

Forcefully pulling Phink's head away from the pillow by his hair, Uvo just laughed at his pathetic behavior. It wasn't often Phinks disappointed boss.

It must've been devastating to be the sole reason Chrollo's love was gone. And Uvogin was ecstatic.

"Fuck off." Phinks tore away from the larger man's grip. Huffing as he slipped over the back of the couch. Away from Uvo, "I don't want to talk about it."

"I absolutely want to talk about it." Uvogin followed after him, not letting him have a break.

"Uvo," Machi called out, watching the scene, "cut him some slack. Not his fault the twig ran."

'Twig' had caught on as a nickname for Y/n. Considering them being far weaker.

Uvogin laughed once more, putting his hands up in mock surrender as he backed away. Conceding.

"Fine, fine. I give up." A shit eating grin spilt onto his face as he added, "for now."

—

"You know Nen." Illumi finally, finally broke the silence. After dragging you back to his room. Slipping back into the position you had first woken up in. With you on his bed, settled on his lap.

You just nodded against his chest. Hands moving to his waist. Slipping under the fabric of his shirt to rub the skin there, ignoring how the man slightly tensed under the touch. "I.. know of it."

"Y/n, pretty thing," Illumi's voice was low in your ear, his voice mechanical despite the endearing words, "tell me everything you know. Anything you even think is important."

"Pretty thing?" You questioned. Illumi was never much one for nicknames.

"Yes." He nodded slightly, staring down at you. His head tilted slightly, "A thing that is pretty."

Your fingers kneaded into his waist. Feeling him slowly relax into the feeling. Still slightly tense, clearly out of his comfort zone.

"I like it. Say things like that more." Perhaps you were just saying that in hopes he wouldn't notice you were ignoring his question.

He blinked at you. Staring for a long while before slowly burying his face in the crook of your neck. "You're trying to trick me into forgetting about the topic at hand."

"Not working?"

It would've worked on Chrollo. God knows that man is love sick. Practically jumping at any chance to compliment you.

"Not in the slightest, Y/n."

—

Chrollo sat alone with Shalnark. He rarely, if ever, was seen without at least two troupe members at his side. But a handful of members were in the next room. A small exception would do no harm.

"You good?" Shalnark knew the answer was no. He could see how poorly Chrollo was handling the situation.

As Chrollo's friend—and as a loyal servant—it was upon Shal to help in any way possible.

Hell, he'd lay down his life if it meant Chrollo could get his way.

"No." Chrollo replied truthfully. Pinching the bridge of his nose as he flopped down onto the bed.

"Tell me how to help," Shal pleaded, stepping closer, slumping down beside his boss. Shoulders hunched as he stared at the man half-lying on the bed beside him. "Please."

Chrollo was silent for longer than usual, before slowly sitting up again. His eyes slipped shut as he massaged his temple.

"You love them." He finally stated. Not even facing Shal, "The way you act around them-"

"I'm not a competitor. They're yours, I'd never interfere." Shalnark interrupted, his tone more pleasing than defensive, not denying his boss' claims, "I care about you far more than I'd ever care for them."

Chrollo sighed, before looking over at Shal. Staring at him for a moment before his gaze softened, "I truly do not deserve you."

"Since when did you care about taking things you don't deserve?" Shal laughed.

—

"I do, truly, only have a vague idea." You repeated, still slumped against Illumi. Your hands moving up to his back. Fingers running against his spine.

Maybe you just enjoyed feeling him tense at every tender touch, before slowly melting into it.

Illumi just stared, waiting for you to continue. Refusing to let you avoid the topic.

Sighing, you glanced up at him. Giving him a soft look, before speaking "I know it's what makes the Hunters all stronger. And top secret. But that's it."

"You're lying, Y/n." Illumi stated matter of facts. Staring down at you, a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Like you assumed, he wouldn't be as forgiving as Chrollo.

"And that it comes with.. supernatural abilities. But that one's just a guess. I really can't be sure-"

"You're correct," Illumi interrupted, his hand intertwined with your hair.

"I am?"

"Yes." Illumi nodded, explaining it as if you were a child, "To become a Zoldyck you will need to learn Nen eventually anyways."

"..Ah." You nestled against him, letting your eyes slip shut, "I'll have to go through training, won't I?"

"All Zoldyck's do. Even those who marry in." He replied blankly. No pity in his tone.

Though, noticing your worry, he added, "I will be the one doing it, though. I'll be gentle."

"As gentle as one can be when torturing others." You mumbled back.

"You'll get used to it." He assured, kissing your forehead softly, "By the time I'm done, you'll be far too in love with me to even notice the pain."

You're sure this 'love' would become far more unhealthy and toxic as time went on. But you couldn't escape.

Unlike with Chrollo, Illumi would never be so foolish as to trust you on your own. You're certain that either he or his butlers will constantly be surrounding you for quite some time.

"You have a pretty name, you know that?" He randomly said, catching you off guard, "I like how it sounds when I say it. That has never happened to me before."

"Was that a deciding factor when it came to kidnapping me?" You asked after a beat. Tilting your head up at him.

"Yes."

"What were the other factors?" You asked, letting your curiosity take over, "Of deciding that a potential war with the Spiders was worth it?"

He stared. For a moment you thought he wouldn't answer. Almost causing you to switch the subject before, finally,

"How pretty our kids will look. And how it would please my mother." He explained, "Plus, Kil likes you. His approval mattered as well."

If you're a man, please remember that Greed Island has a male pregnancy card(from what I've heard) so ig ur submissive and breedable no matter what.

Not safe bud.

Not quite sure how to respond, you switched the topic.

"How long do I have before you start 'training' me?"

"..Until our marriage is officialized."

You could only pray that'd take as long as possible.

Word Count: 1402

Fun Facts:

• Illumi fluff-ish. As close as you'll get with him. Because it took so long for me to finally include him. Y'all deserve it after waiting 36 chapters.

• Me randomly adding Chrollo/Shal scenes because I love their dynamic. The way that Shal literally would never follow orders from anyone else, and is only in the troupe because Chrollo is the boss. Literally kicking my feet and screaming at the thought.

Also enough of you wanted ShalxY/n that decided to at the very least confirm his interest in you. Despite there being no chance of you two getting together.

• Uvo is so hot and I'm tired of pretending he's not. I want him gripping my hair as he mocks me for being weak. We'd be going all night long. Screaming into the pillow as I beg him to slow down. Sobbing, crying. He wouldn't talk me through it, but god he'd mock me for hours. Love him. Need him. Want him whimpering in my ear at round 32.

What I guys get to be 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 in my comments I can do it for once😟