𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ❥︎𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒌𝒂

Ch.29| jealous

Akari blinked the tears out of her eyes. 'have i been crying-?' Taking a deep breathing she shook her head, earning someone to let out a chuckle from across the room. "Finally you're awake." The voice hissed, she inwardly cringed as she heard footsteps approach her. Frantically she cleared her eyes, shaking her head. "Ow." Akari whispered, raising a hand to touch her bruised head. "Took you long enough." Snarled the figure that she couldn't decipher.

"Look, I don't know who yo-" "Yes do do." The voice spat. 'my god that persons angry.' "Why can't I-" "See-?" The figure cut her off once again and she nodded. "Give it a second. You really took a number on yourself, Akari~" 

'wait.'

"D-do I know you-?" The person let out an annoyed 'tch' as the footsteps stopped at her bed. "I must say I'm surprised and disappointed you haven't figured out who I am yet. Usually you know automatically." The voice was cold, harsh even and Akari gave herself a few calming breaths. She knew she was lying on her back, and what she was lying on was soft. But other than that, there was darkness filling her vision, and her hearing was fuzzy. Even as her hearing was fucked up she could tell one thing: the person was male.

"Here." A finger was placed on her cheek, tracing her jaw as he placed his mouth next to her ear. Akari shivered. Her chin was forcefully grabbed and her head tilted while she made a squeal in protest. "Now who do you think I am~?" 

The voice.

The touch.

His touch.

Mesmerizing. 

"Hisoka." Akari breathed, throat tightening as his fingers clenched around her throat. "Give yourself a moment Akari~" Hisoka growled and she could almost feel the malice radiating from his eyes. "W-why're you so angry-?" She stuttered as her vision began to resurface, grasping at the single hand at her throat. "Oh I don't know~" Hisoka hissed glaring down at her as she finally was able to see him. Her head pounded. 

"I-I don't know?" She responded weakly. 'weakly?! get a hold of yourself!' "I don't know." Akari ground out and glared back up at him. Hisoka rolled his eyes, sliding his body over hers, holding himself over her by his elbows. "Where am I?" She asked, not bothering to push him off her while she was still adjusting. "We're at the base~" Her eyes widened. "Did we-" "-Get the merchandise? Yes." She scowled up at him, her right hand squeezed into a fist as his hand continued to crush her throat. 

"Then w-why are you punishing me!" Akari cried out, her eyes burning as his knee slid in between her thighs. "My dear~" Hisoka paused, a sneer falling across his face. "I'm so confused Hiso! Just tell me god damn." Her eyebrows furrowed is confusion as his eyes narrowed. "Who-Who was the boy you were talking to~?" Akari squinted up at him. "What boy?" Hisoka's jaw clenched and his eye twitched. "Well? What boy." 

Hisoka released her throat, his hand now placed on her waist. "The one with silver hair." Her eyes widened in disbelief. "You mean the one I killed? His name was Caleb. Why?" Hisoka didn't say anything just dropped his head next to her shoulder while his breath tickled the side of her neck. Her breath hitched. "W-well-?" 

"I don't like the way you touched him~"

He pressed his nose against her ear while his grip tightened on her waist. 

"W-what."

Hisoka rolled his eyes, licking the shell of her ear. Akari involuntarily shivered. 

"You hear what I said~ I don't like the way you touched him." 

He repeated while pecking kisses along her jaw. She couldn't- Didn't want to see his face. "Uh-my bad-?" Hisoka stopped moving. 'wrong thing to say.'