emo baldhead kurapika poptarts x reader fanfic (steamy hot!)

Chapter 1

It is an early Sunday morning, you wake up to the sound of your own grumbling stomach. You turn out of bed to go investigate your pantry. As expected, there is no food there that can fulfill the sustenance that fuels your horny agenda. You decide to go to the local gas station to get some pop tarts, what flavor? Who knows.
You enter the gas station. You realize that your craving for pop tarts has elevated to a very dangerous level. You look through every isle, scrummaging around to find ONE pop tart box, but unfortunately cannot find one. Your cravings get higher. As you're running down the isles while barking, you see a glimpse of a handsome figure near the energy drinks section. He is wearing a spiked collar, lots of jewelry, and the tallest demonias you've ever ever seen, but his most noticeable feature is his shiny, lick-able, baldhead. You both make eye contact as you stare into his scarlet red eyes that are surrounded by charcoal black eyeliner.
"Omg Kurapika is that yiu¿ 💯😯😯😯?" , you say as you stare at him.
He smirks and replies back,
"Yeah it's me asf ma 😏 you want a monster energy?"
You start blushing. When did Kurapika become real? And when was he ever a scene kid? You ignore these two questions and gladly take the monster energy from Kurapika's hand. As you take the monster from him, you notice something in his other hand - the last box of pop tarts you were looking for?? You start barking wildly, uncontrollably even. Kurapika head pats you.
      "Shhh, calm down.", he says. "I know what will make you feel better."
You glance up at him curiously. From the corner of your eye you can see the gas station worker staring at you both. It warms you up inside that someone else is witnessing one of the most important events that will ever happen to you in your whole entire life span.
      Kurapika brings the pop tart box out from his bag. Was he going to shoplift it? That's unimportant. You notice the packaging and look at him in awe.
      "Emo Kurapika Baldhead flavored pop tarts 😍👉👌?" , you say in a seductive whisper.
      "Ya ma, they're my favorite flavor," , he says as he sticks two fingers in his mouth and brings them back out with a strange sticky substance on them. Did he just.... cum and put it in his mouth? You see him look petrified.
      "What's wrong?" , you ask him.
Kurapika looks down at you, then across the room, his gaze meeting the eyes of the gas station worker. You avert your eyes towards the worker, realizing that it isn't just an average gas station worker. It's Hisoka.
      "HISOKA!" , screams Kurapika as he spits out the strange sticky substance placed in his mouth.
Hisoka grins and says,
      "Kurapika, taste the wrath of my bungee cum! The limited edition Emo Kurapika Baldhead pop tarts won't be yours for long!"
Kurapika's eyes turn scarlet red as he screams,
      "HISOKAAA. You absolute dumb fuck, how can you expect to steal this precious box from me. Bru it literally got my face on it headass it's my brand, I ain't givin it to no pedo clown havin ass."
      You feel the energy of the room shift. You can sense that a powerful fight is about to begin.

TO BE CONTINUED..............
(will update soon!)