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Failure

Contains: nsfw content 🙄✌🏻

It had been exactly a week after the... occurrence in the alley. I had just finished a match and sadly lost. I was at the register, setting up another match that I was confident I'd win, no matter the opponent. "All set! It appears you'll be fighting Hisoka Morow, yet again!" The woman said as she typed on her computer. "Oh, okay, thanks," I responded in a monotone voice, walking away. My confidence had suddenly vanished.

I stumbled through the hallway, my legs bruised badly from the previous match that day. I had a couple cuts and scratches amongst my body, but my legs were beaten pretty bad. I was almost at my apartment when my legs simply gave up, letting me collapse to the floor. "Damn it," I sighed, trying to desperately push myself up before anyone could see me. There was nothing to grip my hands on besides other apartments' doors and the walls. I didn't want to be loud, so I tried to elevate myself with just my arms. I was almost up when suddenly I felt arms wrap around my waist. "Huh?" I let out, confused. I stood up, with the help of whoever was holding me.

These arms, this smell... it's definitely him.

"Thanks, Hisoka," I mumbled, turning around to see him standing there, shirtless, towel wrapped around his lower half. My jaw literally dropped open and I blushed heavily.

Hey! Stop that! I don't care if he's hot, you're supposed to be forgetting about him! Damn it Y/N-

"I was in the middle of showering when I heard thumping in the hallway," he said, his voice raspy as always~ STOP SIMPING! "Oh, sorry... I tried to be quiet but..." I apologized, shyly turning my head away from... his... body...

"It's fine. Do you need help getting to your apartment?" He asked, his arms still around my body. "Oh, I should be fine... but thank you..." I smiled slightly. I took two steps and... plop. Down to the ground. "OH FOR FU-" My yelling was cut off by Hisoka picking me up bridal style and walking me to my apartment. I felt my face physically heat up as he locked eyes with me. He took my key from my pocket and opened the door, closing it behind him with his foot. He placed me gently on my bed. I intensely stared at his abs, not even realize what I was doing until he giggled. "Y/N, stop staring~" he purred. He was trying so desperately to not give in. I could sense every emotion throughout his body, as if they were mine.

Hisoka's POV:

Y/N's face glowed a bright red as she apologized for staring. It was so difficult to hold back, I just wanted to kiss her. No, I wanted to feel her again. Thoughts surged through my head as I locked eyes with her.
Well, I guess one more time wouldn't hurt...

Back to Y/N's POV:

Hisoka leaned down, shoving his tongue into my mouth. I completely saw this coming~ I ran my hands down his warm back, his skin still moist from his shower. I pulled my fingers through his damp hair as he kissed my neck, nibbling on my skin. I moaned out slightly. I felt Hisoka... get excited. I was ready to completely give in to this man, but my mind had other plans.

This again? You need to stop getting yourself into these situations, Y/N. This is not happening again. Get yourself off this man and kick him out. Stick to the plan. There's no time for love in a hunter's life, Y/N.

My eyes widened. "There's no time for love in a hunter's life." Memories surged through my head.

Flashback - Y/N 6 years ago, 12 years old.

"Y/N, stop staring out the window," my father said in a harsh tone, closing the curtains. "But-" I whined. "No buts. I know you've been looking at that boy. There's no time for love in a hunter's life."

"There's no time for love in a hunter's life."

End of flashback, Y/N's POV again:

I found myself crying. I don't know what happened, but I opened my eyes to see tears forming, and Hisoka trying to comfort me. "What's wrong, Y/N? Do you want me to leave?" Hisoka purred out in his usual raspy tone, but with a touch of caring attitude. I started breathing heavily. My eyes widened. I knew what I had to do.

Y/N, don't you dare. I am your father! I have a right to-

"AAAAHH!!" I screamed out. I had shoved my fingers into my forehead. Blood spilled as I pulled some sort of device out of my head. I held it in my open palm.
"Y/N! Put me back in there! I'm helping you, can't you see? I've guided you this whole time! I am your father, you should be grateful I cared this much!" The device spoke. Hisoka stood there, eyes widened.

"Dad..." I softly spoke.