[ Shy people like just one or two friends sometimes!!! Minato's sort of like that. He enjoys the company of his dog and... well, that's mostly it, but he loves his dog.
He lifts his hand, holds his pinky out. It's a pinky promise. ]
No one has ever pinky promised with him. It's only been Illumi making him just do it and expecting it to be done. After a moment of consideration, he crouches down and extends his pink to wrap it around Minato's.
[He smiles as if this is the funniest thing. It is. Minato is very amusing. He bobs the pinky.
As he slowly begins to rise again, vines pour from beneath the jacket at his back, as if his shoulder blades are vomiting them. They whizz around front, gathering all around Minato, building up beneath the boy into a little hammock. The ends fall away from his back, the tips brown.
[ Oh. This is even better than Minato's plan of sleeping right on the ground. Hisoka is always so good to him??? How can he not have dokis for senpai? ]
[CARD PLEASE STOP CURSING ME LET MINATO KNOW HAPPINESS
Wiggling his pinky, he takes it back because Minato absolutely will not let it go probably. He will leave Minato to have a fucking nap like he should in the vine hammock. PLEASE GOD REST]
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[Which is to say--what he doesn't say--he cares little for attachments. EVEN IF MINATO IS TRYING SO HARD TO SOCIAL LINK HIM.
He doesn't hate people. In fact, he really likes people (cursed), but for the benefit of entertainment.]
But I accept.
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He lifts his hand, holds his pinky out. It's a pinky promise. ]
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No one has ever pinky promised with him. It's only been Illumi making him just do it and expecting it to be done. After a moment of consideration, he crouches down and extends his pink to wrap it around Minato's.
Pinky promise.]
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...I think I'll go back to sleep.
[ Because that's what you do when you just nearly escape death, get drowsy and sleep. Or maybe it's the empty carbs for breakfast. ]
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As he slowly begins to rise again, vines pour from beneath the jacket at his back, as if his shoulder blades are vomiting them. They whizz around front, gathering all around Minato, building up beneath the boy into a little hammock. The ends fall away from his back, the tips brown.
Now he can nap on the cliff in a swing.]
Sleep tight.
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Thanks. Take care, Hisoka.
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Wiggling his pinky, he takes it back because Minato absolutely will not let it go probably. He will leave Minato to have a fucking nap like he should in the vine hammock. PLEASE GOD REST]