You watched the man you loved be seemingly beat to death for the fear that the thuggish mafia men would harm you. If he so much as lifted a single finger they would send a bullet into your head, or worse they would take advantage of your body in front of him. It was the last thing upon your mind to fight, struggle, or even watch Hisoka be mangled for their pleasures.
"Hmm this young lady sure is gorgeous..."
"How did a freak like him land this babe?!"
"Ohhh... I just want to fuck her brains out."
"Yeah man! We're going to kill the brood and freak anyway!"
The men roughly began to grab your breasts and quickly pulled off your clothing, ripping away the fabrics from your body. You cried out for Hisoka, you cried out for mercy, but the thugs made no attempt to stop their savage ways.
That seemed to cause a thin line to snap with Hisoka. The normally calm, cool, and collected man's eyes lit up with a deadly glow following a yell of what sounded like a demon.
Tears filled your eyes, as you awaited the horrors to come, but fortunately none ever came only the screams of the men who did you wrong. Each one ripped from your body, one by one, and then gently strong arms coated in a sticky substance wrapped around your body.
It was none other than Hisoka.
He whispered sweet gentle words to calm you, but deep down you could barely keep it together. When the authorities arrived one of the thugs whispered just loud enough for you to hear:
"I'll be back for you."
♠♥♣♦
Years had gone by and you were quietly tending to the flower beds of your garden while Hisoka was away for one of his jobs. You were in the early stages of your pregnancy with your first child and things seemed to be perfect except it wasn't.
Every day you woke up your heart would race and your imagination ran wild, trampling over the serenity that once housed you. Every day you remembered when Hisoka was beaten for your sake and every time that image appeared the ugly face of the thug would be burned within your mind. Everytime this occured you thought about what if you had just died instead of having Hisoka suffer.
Tears welled within your eyes as you continued to think about this. Your pretty daisies dampened by your salty tears and your glove covered hands firmly planted within the dirt. The sound of the back gate squeaked as it was opened, but your quiet whimpers kept you from hearing any of it and soon you found yourself securely wrapped in familiar arms.
"Why are you crying my sweet?"
"I... I don't know."
"You truly are horrible at lying."
There he was.
The man who meant the world to you.
The man you loved to the moon and back.
Clad in his normal attire and that sly smirk of his. He knew you inside and out, so obviously lying was never going to be your strong suit.
"Are you anxious?"
His question so miniscule, yet beyond powerful of mere words. We're you going to tell him of your thoughts that seemed to haunt you for what felt like centuries. With his arms showing no signs of releasing you, maybe even tightening, the tears fell even harder than before as you told him what ailed you:
"I... I have been... Terrified of life since that day... A-and I can not seem to stop these horrible things from invading my mind."
Hisoka pulled you even closer, if it was possible, whispering things would be alright and that he would be there for you every waking moment. Soon you began to feel much lighter, as if this weight was lifted off your shoulders.
"You know... I never use to be so cynical until that day. At least now no one will ever try to harm you."
"How do you know that?"
"Because I will kill them if they try... Obviously."
Just like that those ugly thoughts and immense anxiety began to disappear with his sweet, yet disturbing, words. Soon you forgot what all had you worried from the beginning.
"Hey (Y/n)."
"Yes?"
As he assisted you up and back inside he gently kissed away the tears and soon captured your lips within his.
"I love you my sweet."
"Hehe. I love you too."
Then with his sly deadly grin he added:
"If it makes you feel better... I killed those fools long long ago after my training... Just thought you should know."
"Wait... Huh?"
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All About Him | Hisoka Morow
Hayran KurguA book solely made of stories about Hisoka. *And is now going to feature some of our other favorite Hunter x Hunter characters as well!* Consisting of Short stories, lemons, x-Readers, and more... Requests are always open! ♥