Each Other's End Game. (Hisoka X Reader🔞)|Modern|Anime Crossover

Chapter 42

Tip toeing out of Hisoka's bed you somehow ended up in eventually at 5 am, now being 8 am, you went straight to the bathroom to have a hot shower.

Dressed in tight black skinny jeans with a long beige coat that match your high heels, you made your way down to the kitchen to make Hisoka his breakfast before your left - a routine you subconsciously fell into.

Making your way to the exit, an oh so sexy morning voice stopped you before you could turn that door handle to leave.

"I don't like waking up alone on a Saturday morning." Hisoka specifically emphasized the morning part, knowing full well the type of agreement they have with mornings.

Sighing in amusement, you turned around to Hisoka's direction and shrugged your shoulders.

''I know what you hinting, but I have to go! I'm responsible for setting up the decor for the ball tonight. " You tried to plea your way out to a man that isn't merciful.

"Mm~" Hisoka hummed, making his way to the table that had his breakfast waiting for him.

"At least feed me before you go. That should be quicker than sex. No negotiations." Hisoka smoothly demanded as he took a seat and parted his legs - indicating he wanted you to sit on him as you feed him.

Glancing at the clock, you let out another sigh before making your way to him - unable to resist smiling at him. One would take his demand as being bossy and enslavement, but you found it adorably cute and baby like.

Having you on his lap, Hisoka instinctively wrapped his arms around your waist and awaited for his food.

"Baby." You playfully muttered before bringing a bit of food to his lips.

"More like your king." He whispered back and took in the food, purposely biting the tip of your fingers.

Rolling your eyes playfully, "No you not."

"If I recall correctly, till morning ends, I am your king that you have to obey. I'm being ever so generous by giving up my morning rights by just making you feed me. " Hisoka said, taking another bite of food from your hand.

"Well just for the record, I'd feed you any time of the day. I don't mind, I actually enjoy treating you." You mistakenly replied with such sweetness and sincerity - resulting in Hisoka growing quiet.

Luckily, because of the lack of talking, breakfast finished much quicker. The silence wasn't uncomfortable or awkward because you have gotten used to Hisoka's moments of total silence, but you did realize what you said was a bit too - mushy.

Bringing the glass of water to his lips without being told by him to do so, Hisoka couldn't help but believe you truly didn't see this as enslavement or tedious. Your actions were genuinely out of willingness and, even though it was a hard pill to swallow - affectionately.

He was unsure if whether this was affection for him, or your general affection to everyone around you because you are known to be a people's pleaser, hence why he was hesitant to think you actually were something different to him.

Taking the glass away from his lips, he noticed how you used your oddly delicate finger tips to wipe any remaining bits of food or water droplets instead of using the napkin.

'Would you physically be this kind to everyone or just me?' The mind of a cold mafia couldn't help but question this simple gesture as he stared at your face. Noticing that subtle smile of contentment upon serving him.

This smile of serving him was so different from any other smile he has seen on women. He would always be surrounded by the smiles of women that only smiled at him because they wanted him - thinking they will be the lucky one that will get sexually lucky with him and potentially be the woman that gets close to him for his wealth and power - only to brag about it to others and lusciously spend all his dime. They served him with a shallow purpose.

But here you were, not even looking at him straight in the eye to grab his attention and smiling.

Smiling not obnoxiously and mischievously like the others, but rather gently and contentedly. Your smile and eyes told him you didn't want anything in return from him, you solely did things like this for him because you soulful wanted too. It seemed to make you happy to have him relax and do nothing as you treat him like a king. As if your only purpose was to make his life comfortable.

Feeling the warmth of your fingertips grow distant from his lips, Hisoka snapped out of his train of thought.

"Do you need anything else?" Your kind voice poured into his ears like sweetly warm honey.

Unsure why he couldn't find his voice to respond to you, Hisoka merely shook his head.

"Okay dokie then, I shall take my leave." You informed him, waiting for Hisoka to unwrap his highly secured arms from your waist.

Seeing that he wasn't moving, you looked back at him with uncertainty. For some reason there was heat and tension building up.

"Um..I-I kiss you goodbye b-but.. Y-yeah." You shyly whispered to him, thinking maybe that's why he didn't let you go because this whole week whenever you did have to leave in the morning you subconsciously got into the habit of kissing him goodbye. However upon acknowledging he might be put off all this mushiness, you didn't think it would be a good idea to do it today.

Feeling one if his strong hand, trail up your petite back, a small force pushed you closer to him, causing your lips to touch his - clearly indicating Hisoka wanted that goodbye kiss.

With a fluttering heart, you nervously placed your hands on his muscular bare shoulders before melting into the kiss.

This kiss made your mind explode several times per second because of how slow and sensual it was. It wasn't a quick peck on the lips type of goodbye nor was it fast, aggressive but passionate. This kiss felt like the first kiss you and him shared that night. So emotional, so raw, so pure, so sensually slow, so soul resonating..

With the perfect moment being ruined by the chime of your phone, you reluctantly pulled from the kiss but refused to distance your face from his.

Resting your forehead against his, you stared deeply into his hypnotic eyes as you tenderly caressed the side of his neck.

"I'll see you when I see you." You whispered upon hearing the second notification chime of your phone go off, indicating that you have to leave.

Not responding verbally, Hisoka loosened his arms around you to let you leave.

Standing up, you took your prom dress that was wrapped up on the kitchen counter, you were going to forcefully wear to fit the part even though you will be busy working the entire night. Headed to the exit, you turned around to Hisoka that was silently watching you wave goodbye before closing the door.