Quiet reading
You'd found yourself alone with Phinks for the day, everyone having busied themselves with tasks from Chrollo or just having time to unwind by themselves away from everyone else. You, however, had decided that spending time alone was boring, and you'd grown tired of your own company. Phinks was a mysterious enigma to you, full of knowledge and an endless well of stories of ancient civilisations and times that existed long before your own. So, what better time than to go and bug him into telling you endless stories than today, when the two of you were alone.
He was in the kitchen when you approached him, heavy book on the table as he delicsted flipped the thin pages as he read, other hand occupied by a cup filled with tea. He brought the cup to his lips, blowing lightly before taking a silent sip, as if a single noise, even from himself, would be too loud and disturb his reading. You made your way over to him quietly, sitting opposite him as you waited for him to finish. After a moment, he looked up at you, his eyes warming at your presence.
"Hey, baby, you okay?" He asked, placing his cup down so he could reach across and hold your hand, thumb brushing your knuckles delicately. You hummed softly.
"Can you tell me more about the history of the civilisation you were talking about the other day. I want to hear more of your stories." You smiled, watching as his eyes glimmered. He closed his book, tucking it under his arm as he held a hand out for you.
"I'd love to, come on, I've got more books in my room I can read to you."
You followed him to his room. Upon entering he placed the boom he was carrying in the gap on the shelf before his fingers lightly scanned across the individual spines of the various books that littered his shelf. He paused, eyes scanning for a moment before he reached up, retracting a book from the shelf and moving to sit on the bed, back slumber against the headboard. He patted his lap gently and you crawled over to him, resting your head in his lap as you curled up.
He opened the book, balancing it between his large hands as flipped through to the right chapter before he began reading to you. His voice was smooth, body warm. Your hand came up to play with the hem of his jumper as you listened, his voice full of enthusiasm as he read from the book.
You stayed like that for seemingly hours, eventually your eyes lulling from being warmed by Phinks' body, his deep voice practically a purr as he read. You snuggled into him, burying your face in his jumper, breathing in his scent as your eyes closed. He smiled down at you fondly, reading on until you fell asleep before he quietly closed the book, setting it beside him in favour of tangling his fingers through your hair, playing with the strands as he watched the slow rise and fall of your chest.
He smiled, leaning down to plant a kiss of your temple before going back to playing with your hair. At some point, he too, fell asleep. Your disappearance didn't go unnoticed, and Feitan opened Phinks' door quietly, spotting the two of you asleep on the bed, still in the same position. A brief smiled graced his features before he turned the light off and shut the door, hanging a 'do not disturb' sign on the door to give you both a rest from the madness.