Hisoka's POV:
This was weird. Why didn't I get excited? I saw the fear in her eyes as she collapsed, and I know she's powerful in some way. Why didn't I feel like I always do when I see that look? I didn't feel the need to kill her, I didn't get turned on, why? The second she started stumbling, I felt something I hadn't felt in a very long time, worry.
Oh (y/n), this is going to be very, very interesting. I calmly walked over to her. She was already hot and sweating, which means her body was expelling the poison quickly. In truth, the poison should have killed her the second it came into contact with her skin, and since she isn't dead, I knew that I picked a good toy to play with.
Picking her up, I took her back to the bedroom I had saved for her, this time a room with only one bed. Making sure the air conditioner was on and blasted, I closed the door behind us. Placing her down, I took off her sweatshirt so she wouldn't overheat. No, it wasn't an action done out of care, but I just didn't want to sleep next to a pool of sweat.
After a while of playing cards, I decided to go to sleep. (y/n) hadn't moved an inch from where I put her, so there was lots of room for me to fit too.
At about four in the morning, I awoke suddenly as (y/n) rolled around, and into me. She felt icy, and was shivering terribly. Pulling her under the covers with me, I wrapped my arms around her in an attempt to warm her up, and an attempt to provoke her for when she wakes up.
(y/n)'s POV:
A pounding headache. That's all you felt as you were slammed back into consciousness. Can't I catch a break? Before you opened your eyes, you felt a weight on your side. Opening your eyes quickly, you came face to face with the clown himself.
He looked peaceful, laying there with his eyes closed, and dare you say he looked, attractive? His hair was down, the star and teardrop that were usually painted on his face were gone, revealing clear skin underneath. After a minute of gazing at him and letting your mind wander, you saw his lips curl up into a smirk.
"Like what we see, dear?~" he said devilishly, eyes still closed.
"Wha- No! I mean- I-" you sputtered out, cheeks turning red.
"It's quite alright, I'd stare too. Just don't let your thoughts wander too far... yet~"
Eyes popping out of your head, you attempted to get out of the bed and away from the crippling embarrassment that was this morning.
Hisoka tightened his grip on your waist and pulled you close to him, your head slamming against his chest, causing a throbbing pain and creating black dots in your vision. Squeezing your eyes shut and bringing your hand up to your head, you leaned more into Hisoka, taking the opportunity to tease him.
"H- Hisoka?" you said weakly. "M- my head. It- it just hurts so much!"
You pushed your body as close to his as you could, and wrapped your arm around his side, gauging what his reaction would be.
For a moment, he didn't do anything and you thought he was surprised. That was until he suddenly flipped you over, grabbing your wrists and holding them beside your head, shoving a knee in between your legs, his face inches from yours. For some ungodly reason, this made heat form in your core. You had to scold yourself for that later.
"Don't test me dear~" he said, eyes rolling to the back of his head, "I don't know if you realize, but we have three hours until the third phase, and you're in a locked room with no one around! Oh the things we could do~"
Your situation suddenly became awfully clear. Hisoka was on top of you. You were in a room alone with him. Your body was still recuperating from the damage it took last night. Nobody would wonder where you were for at least three hours. Your heart now pounding as hard as your head, you shut your eyes trying to calm yourself down and think of a plan to free yourself from whatever this was. Coming back from your thoughts, you saw Hisoka's face drop back to normal, staring into your eyes with his golden ones.
"Don't worry, my dear fruit. I'm saving you for later. I don't play with broken toys," he said, about to get off you.
This- this set you off. Who was he to have the right to say such a thing? As if he thinks your broken. As if he thinks you're a toy to be played with.
Adrenaline and anger now freely flowing through your veins, you grabbed his wrists, flipped him over, and kneed in between his legs. Hard.
"I'm not your damn toy Hisoka. What the fuck do you want from me anyway? There are much stronger people here than me. Play with those toys. Not me."
Words toxically slithering out of your mouth, you got up and stormed to the door, leaving a rather excited Hisoka lying on the bed.
Disgusting, you thought as you tried to open the door, realizing it was locked. You turned back to the jester, who was now on his stomach, hands intertwined and holding his chin up, legs crossed and in the air, swinging back and forth happily.
"Now what, (y/n)-chan?~"
Grumbling curses under your breath, with one powerful kick, you sent the door flying across the hallway and cracked the wall behind it.
Stomping away, you ignored the looks of the witnesses who saw the door's demise. If that clown thinks he can get away with whatever the fuck that was, he was wrong. So terribly, undeniably wrong. If I get the chance next phase, I'll kill him for making me feel that way! Shaking your head, you tried getting the thoughts of him on top of you out of your head. The thought of him at all out of your head.
Finally arriving at the destination of the third phase, you and all the other applicants got off the airship. Still angry, you realized you left your backpack with Hisoka. Wait, and my sweatshirt? He took that shit too? Fuckkkk Your mood plummeted even further. How the hell am I supposed to get those back? They're probably still on the airshi- Your jaw dropped open as you saw Hisoka standing with Gittarackur, with your backpack on his back, a huge smirk plastered on his face.
Oh this bitch...
A/N: ok ok this time really don't kill me. i needed to take a little break from writing, clear out my head, and then come back. please vote and comment if you like the story! it means a lot to me :) this chapter is edited.
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