Tongue Tied {Hisoka x reader}

Chapter 5 [First Partnership]

Upon landing on your feet after falling into the room, you were met with the figure of Hisoka slouched against the wall; his eyes were watching your every move. Immediately, a wave of anxiety rushed through your body. He only smiled in response to the visible shiver you had upon seeing him.

At this point, your body was strung with tension. You didn't know whether to try to jump back through the door you came in or just get as far away from him as possible in the small room. You could tell he only found enjoyment in your unease. You watched as his tall figure began to pick itself up from the dusty ground with an elegance you had previously only seen in professional ballet dancers. It was with the sharp sound of metal and gleam of silver that your eyes finally caught sight of the handcuffs he twirled around his manicured finger.

"What are- why do- you're not- hah?" You stuttered in a poor attempt to ask what he was doing and why he had handcuffs while he steadily made his way over to you. Yet, each step he took was matched with a step back that you took.

Every bone in your body was shouting in danger as this man approached you. All too suddenly though, you hit the wall behind you. His presence was suffocating as he finally stood only inches in front of you, bent so that his eyes were level with yours. The only thing you saw was his smile curl dangerously before you could feel the cold metal of the handcuffs clasp around your right wrist.

Click.

Just as quickly as he was in your personal space, he was out of it. Well... sort of. Your arm was tugged towards him as he took a step back to allow you to breath. You glanced down to see that the other end of the handcuff was on his left wrist.

"What..?" you asked weakly.

"It seems that this phase requires 'teamwork' to complete, my dear."

As much as you were creeped out by the dude, his voice had a sickeningly sweet melody to it. One that you found yourself enjoying a little too much.

"Now, come," he said with a tug on the cuffs. You finally noticed the open doorway in front of you.

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It took a minute for you to adjust to the weight of the cuff on your wrist and the constant tugging of the tall man in front of you. He was definitely dominating in the situation you two were stuck in. If he truly thought this was teamwork, then you had a feeling he hasn't been on many teams before. There was no room for argument in the decisions he made. You were merely a toy being dragged along by the unpredictable cat in front of you.

An unpredictable cat with amazing shoulders.

You couldn't help but appreciate the sight in front of you. Now you knew Hisoka was dangerous; nothing about his demeanor said he was a nice, trustworthy guy. But the fact of the matter is: he's got a great body. He has definitely trained to keep his body in its prime. This fact was evident in his toned back and muscled arms. His figure tapered in at the waist, which was accentuated by the strange pink wrappings he had wrapped around his torso. Your eyes continued to trace his muscles and were nearing his backside before you were roughly shoved against the wall of the hallway you were in.

You could hear rather than see the arrow shoot right past where your head had been a moment ago. Your vision was entirely engulfed by the sight of Hisoka's towering form and his eyes glaring at you. You could see some sort of disappointment flash in his eyes before he was walking back through the hallway and tugging you along. Your head was spinning at how fast everything had moved just then but you were snapped back into focus as you heard his voice chime in the small hallway.

"I thought you were better than that."

The tone of his voice immediately flared irritation within you. He was making ridiculing you.