As the Fruit Ripens (Hisoka X Reader)

The cheering around you grows louder. You decide to celebrate like in the movies. You will celebrate your victory by slapping the nearest competitors ass. You wind up your hand and find your target.

Golden irises flare with something, excitement? anger? Whatever it was, you find yourself on the ground, your life slowly slipping away.

"What were you thinking dear? I could squash you like a bug, here and now if I wanted."