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How Lonely it is, Loving You - Hisoka x Reader

He stands in front of you, drenched from the storm outside, but you can still see the blood stains on his shirt. "Why'd you do it, Hisoka?" you ask, knowing the answer isn't what you wish to hear from the man. "Don't even answer that, just leave."

You go to shut the door, but his foot is in the way, keeping it open enough to still see you. "It's who I am, we have been over this a thousand times. Why can't you accept it?" he's defeated, you can hear it in his voice, see it in his posture — hell, it's written across his face. "Can I come in?" he'd never been a man to ask of anything,much preferring to take what he wants, when he wants it.

A clap of thunder shakes the ground and for a brief moment, you can see his eyes. He is tired, standing outside the door to your shared home, soaked to the bone and freezing.

"Okay," is all you give him, releasing the door and stepping aside, allowing him to enter. "Don't walk any further, you'll drench the place. I'll get you a towel."

Hisoka towers over you, a ghost of a smile decorates his lips as he watches you walk away to grab him something — he's not sure what, having been too focused on your face to listen. Your brows were creased in what he would assume was annoyance when you opened the door, but as your eyes peered up at him full of worry, he knew that wasn't the case. He knows he doesn't deserve to have you worry about him, but he's thankful. Hisoka isn't sure what he'll do when the day you don't answer your door, let him in, and care for him comes.

He feels himself get hit with something, you watch the confused look turn appreciative. It was a towel, you threw him a towel. "I said don't move, idiot. You got my floor all wet." you lecture, pretending to be upset. "Now you owe me a hundred bucks, because that's what it's going to cost to steam clean the place."

Hisoka does smile this time, a hundred dollars was a penny to him. "You know I'd give you anything, owed or not," he responds, drying his hair with the towel before wrapping it around his clothed body and making his way to your bathroom. "Give you the stars if I could."

You trail after him and he strips naked, throwing his wet clothes in the hamper. You've seen him naked more times than you can count, but you suppose that's what ten years gets you. "I was joking, Hiso. I don't need your money, just you."

And maybe that's why your relationship with Hisoka — whatever it may be, hurts as much as it does. He can not promise himself to you the way you do him, so he attempts to fill that void with material things.

The shower is on and he steps inside, steam fills the bathroom, but you stay sitting on the closed toilet across from the shower, knowing he doesn't like to be alone unless he is without you.