《His Love |Hisoka fanfic|》Ch.10| nightmares
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"Miss me?"
Akari groaned, slapping her face. "First off, how did you find me so fast? Second, how'd you know I'd be here? Third why are you in my bed?"
Hisoka grinned at her from his lounging spot, right on her bed. "First, that's my little secret." He said, winking at her frowning expression. "Second, I just knew. And third?" Hisoka stretched sitting upright, hands behind him. "Because I knew you would come up here. I'm such a good surprise.~"
She snorted making her way to him. Motioning for him to rise from the bed she commanded,"Up." He pouted tapping the spot on the bed next to him. "Am I not a good enough present for you, dear?~" He asked grabbing her gesturing hand. Akari peered down at him, pulling her hand away.
"You're fine. But you knew I wanted to be alone, yet here you are" She said rolling her eyes, sitting on a chair, opposite the bed. Hisoka smirked. "But I said I would come get you, and that's what I did. Did I not?" He asked, making his way over to her. "ah haha. But I still wanted to be alone, regardless of what you say." She reminded him.
Hisoka huffed, still drawing closer, even with the few glares coming from Akari. "I don't care." He shrugged stopping a foot away from the chair that held Akari. His eyes held a challenging status.
"But I do" Akari countered back, his face growing closer hers. She cocked an eyebrow at his cocky grin.
Hisoka chuckled, leaning towards her, hands on either side of the plush chair. Akari's face flooded a pink hue. He let out laugh, bending down to her height.
"But I don't." He grinned, looking down at her. His face an inch from hers, he could hear her heavy breathing at the closeness. "Bu-." "Shhh." Hisoka interrupted, placing his finger on her mouth. Dragging that finger from her lips, he moved it under her chin. Inclining her head upwards.
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"I do have to ask." His voice became serious, smile fading. Akari gulped, 'please don't ask.'
"What happened with Chrollo." Hisoka asked slowly peering down at her. Akari fiddled with her nails. Discomfort flooding her face. "Akari." His grip on her chin tightened, so she stared him in his eyes.
Hisoka's eyes widened, stepping back. The eyes he had just peered in, looked hurt, fear clearly present. Nothing he hand't seen before, but not from her. His eyes narrowed, thinking, 'if that bastard hurt her-.' He coughed, and shifted into a kneeling on one knee position infront of her. "Let me see your neck-?" He tried compromising.
Akari sighed, pulling down her shirt, Hisoka had to hold back his smirk. Focusing on her neck again, he had to hold himself from almost added another to her neck.
The bite was slightly still red, some of the irritation had gone away, exposing his teeth marks proudly covering her neck. He hesitantly reached his hand, waiting for her permission. 'normally I wouldn't ask, but that look.' he frowned. Akari bobbed her head, lifting her head up for him.
Hisoka raised his hand, gently pressing it against her neck. Making sure to check her expression the whole time. Akari winced at the pressure. "On a scale of 1-10?" He didn't bother finishing the question or counselling the concern on his face. "E-eight." She stuttered as he applied a sight more force than before.
Hisoka let out a small curse and removed his finger. He rose, making his way to the bathroom, grabbing toilet paper and returning back to Akari.
"Here." He said, handing it to her, pressing on her neck softly. Akari couldn't help the confused apperence that flashed across her face. 'why is he helping-?' Giving her his best soft smile he grabbed her hand, leading her over to her bed.
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Akari remembered how tired she was from before and gladly surrendered to the plush mattress. What she didn't expect, was for Hisoka to come into the bed, next to her.
"What do you think you're doing!" She quietly hissed, flopping over to face him, halfway in the act of stepping into bed. "I'm tired, so I would like to sleep.~" he said innocently, eyes widening as if hurt. "After all I did for you, and I don't even get to sleep-." Hisoka placed his hand on his chest as if deeply offended. Akari rolled her eyes.
'of course he wasn't being nice just to be nice. this is what he wants in return.'
She shook her head, turning her back to him. "You know what, fine." "Really?~" He asked. Akari could almost see the smirk from behind her. "No, I was joking. Go sleep over there." she said, pointing to the blue couch, across the room.
Hisoka made a 'humph' sound but removed himself from her bed. Akari smirked at herself. 'Me: one, Hisoka zero.
After a minute or so, Hisoka started humming to himself, quietly at first but then Akari could hear it. She debated between telling him to stop, or just letting him continue. 'i'm already making him sleep on the couch, he can hum if he wants.' Without Akari stopping him, Hisoka continued to hum, sending her to sleep.
That night Akari had a restless sleep. Memories of the past kept flooding into her mind, even though she wished them away.
...
'give up.'
'you'll never be good enough!'
'you will never be her.'
'disgusting piece of shit!'
'never amount to anything.'
'worthless!'
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Hisoka pov
He had just stopped humming when he looked over, noticing Akari shiver. Now normally that would be fine, if it was just shivering. Not shaking. Hisoka furrowed his eyebrows, looking up from his conversation with his friend on his phone, to the shaking girl.
Sighing, he placed his phone on the couch and made his way across the room. Stopping a foot from the bed he watched her shake, squirming around while unconscious. Placing his hand on her jaw she twitched, shying away from his hand.
'fuck this, how am i supposed to sleep if she's keeping me up all night with her shifting?!' He growled to himself. Now he had to options. Leave,go back to the base, and she would be like this all night. Or stay, make sure she sleeps. 'to be fair, she's had a long day, and I had no idea what happened with her and Chrollo.' "Tch. Just this once."
Hisoka took the last step to be right besides her, and crawled into bed next to her. After all, the warm bed was much more enticing then the couch. Sliding his body next to hers. Heaving a sigh he wrapped his arms around her whole torso. 'small.' was all he thought. Pressing his nose in her nape, he took a deep breath then exhaled, sending waves of goosebumps along Akari's neck. "What ever will I do with you?" he whispered.
Tightening his grip, he bathed in the heat and closed his eyes, giving her neck a chaste kiss, before drifting off.
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