After eating breakfast, you decided to head out to your mentor's house. Packing a small drawstring bag with clothes, money, and food, you set out to meet Sanbica. You stop dead in your tracks, though, remembering the magician who was currenty in your bathroom. You knock on the door twice and call his name out, asking him to hurry. Suddenly, the door opens and reveals a naked-butt naked-Hisoka.
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You felt heat spread across your face as you turn around and shut your eyes for extra precaution. You could hear Hisoka stiffle his laughter.
"Why look away? Aren't you curious?" He teases, trailing his forefinger down your spine.
"Ugh, get dressed, you psycho!" You screech, jumping away from his touch. He simply chuckles, retreating back into the bathroom. Only when you heard the door shut did you open your eyes. The red hue on your face was still clearly visible, the moment you saw his chiseled chest and abdomen resurfacing. "Aghhh! Hisoka, you little minx!"
You could hear faint laughter inside the bathroom as you shout profanities at the man. A few minutes later, he emerges from the bathroom, fully clothed.
"What are we going to do today?" He asks.
"You're going to stay here. I'm going to visit my mentor." You explained, slinging your bag on your (dominant hand) shoulder. He narrows his eyes at you, making you flinch at the cold stare. "Wh-What?"
"You're going alone?" He asks. You nod hesistantly. He clicks his tongue and reaches out to your bag, taking it away from you. He slings it over his left shoulder. "No, you're not. Not anymore. I'm here to protect you, remember? And what'll happen if Chrollo does his thing again?"
You stand there, fidgeting and silent. You weren't used to Hisoka's harsh tone, and it made you feel bad. Sighing, he ruffles your hair, making it messy. You look up at his amber eyes, which have softened, unlike before. He smiles at you, beckoning you out the door.
"I'm not angry." He says, closing the door once you both were out of the room. He leads the way towards the elevator, not saying anything more.
The air felt tense to you-almost suffocating, even. You keep your head down as the elevator descended from the 25th floor to the lobby. Once the elevator stopped, Hisoka holds the door open, his face devoid of emotion as he lets you out. Muttering a thanks, you get out of the elevator, the feeling of dread dissipating.
"So, where does this mentor of yours live?" He asks you. You pull out your phone, dialling Sanbica's number.
"Ah, Ms. Norton!" You greet as you hear the lady's voice ring out. "Um, where will we-"
"(y/n)? I-I didn't tell you.. In time.." She stutters.
"Huh?"
"I-I can no longer be your me-mentor."
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Your walk to Sanbica's house was silent. It was mostly your fault. You shut down every chance Hisoka takes of talking to you. It bothers you that Sanbica, your mentor for three years, would suddenly say this to you. You noticed Hisoka was upset, but you didn't have time to deal with him.
