Hisoka's hostage🔞 | hisokaxreader

20- Valentines day special💗

AN— lol I know I'm late but idcccc 😭 sooo this chapters gna be rly romantic and cute and shit but the next chapter... girllll get your bible and sing your hymns 🤭🤭 and I just wrote 3000 words of armin railing you in my arminxreader fan fic so get your reading glasses and mf read 🙄✋🏼

After bathing you and looking after your, hisoka dried you off and carried you back to his room, your legs still feeling weak from what had just happened. "Oh...I wasn't mad at you by the way, I just wanted a reason to do all of those things to you~" he looked down as he carried you in his arms, smiling devilishly down at you. "Wait, what?? So you were just looking for an excuse?" You looked up at him, kind of surprised.

"Why wouldn't I?" He laughed, placing your bare body down against his fresh sheets that he had just changed. He turned his back to you, rummaging through his wardrobe and pulling a few items of clothing out. "Here you go~" he said in a gentle voice, walking towards you as he held up one of his comfy looking t-shirts. He lowered him self down to your still trembling body as he slipped his top over your head, helping you arms through too.

The t-shirt was practically a dress on you, but you weren't surprised, considering hisoka's height. "Thank you" you smiled, realising you hadn't had the chance to thank him for looking after you tonight. He nodded in approval, pulling up the duvet of the bed by the corner and lay down, patting the spot next to him with his palm to signal you should join him. You too got into bed, back turned to hisoka allowing him to spoon you, snaking his arm around your waist and pulling you closer to his warm body. "Mm~ you're so warm" he whispered in a sleepy voice, sending a shiver down your spine. You slowly shut your eyes, slowly drifting off into a deep sleep. The feeling of hisoka breathing against the back of your neck comforted you like a lullaby.

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The next day:

By the time you had woken up in hisoka's arms, done some work for the phantom troop and completed your own personal Errands, it was already 4pm, creeping into the evening.

Your bedroom door flung open dramatically, of course it was hisoka, smiling excitedly as he leant his head against the door frame to admire you. "Not ready for our date yet?~" he chuckled as you sat at your desk, doing whatever you needed to do on your laptop. "Oh shit!! I almost forgot!" You gasped, standing up out of your seat panicked . "No, no~ it's ok, the reservation's at 6 anyway" he reassured. Suddenly Swinging his arm around the doorframe, hisoka held up a long, black maxi dress, of course it was stunning as hisoka never missed when it came to style. "Is that what you're wearing tonight?" You teased, laughing at your own joke.

"So immature~" hisoka rolled his eyes, smiling slightly out of amusement. "This is yours, y/n, so wear it well for me~" he said, laying the dress down onto your bed. "Why, thank you" you giggled "but I'm surprised it's not red" you admitted, as you knew hisoka's favourite colour was red of course. "That's where you're wrong~" hisoka smirked, walking towards you, holding up a crimson lingerie set, that was imbedded with flowery Lacy patterns.
"This will be my dessert tonight~" he said in a low, intense tone, lifting your chin up to face him with his index finger.

"Thank you, hisoka. You really didn't have to" you smiled up at him, not breaking eye contact. "Y/n, let me do your makeup tonight" hisoka offered, scanning your face, slowly tilting your face to each side as he held your jaw. "Makeup??" You answered In shock. "Yes.. makeup. You didn't really think I was only good in bed did you?~" he smirked, placing a small peck against your lips and releasing your jaw. "I mean.. sure?" You said hesitantly "but if you paint my face like a clown, I really will kill you" you joked.

"I'm a magician, not a clown" he said in a serious voice, you couldn't help but laugh at how petty he was. Slowly but surely, he began to do your makeup, flicking between makeup brushes and makeup palettes as he went along. You could tell he was purposely leaning extra close to you, as his lips only lay a couple of inches from yours. His minty breath breathed against your cheeks as he decorated you, ensuring you looked perfect. You couldn't help but constantly breath in his natural scent of strawberries and bubble gum, just like his body wash that he used on you.