Y/N's POV:

Your head hurt a little and your eyes fatigued to open. You felt your eyes lids so you decided to let them rest for some more minutes.
You moved your hand as you let a heavy sigh escape your lips. Moving your hand to scratch your cheek you then let it rest on the remaining pillow that stood beside your face, feeling the cool material of the pillow breezing your skin.
A yawn escaped your mouth as you're finally ready to open your eyes. You scratch them softly while scooting one of your legs upwards so to stretch out your back. In that moment you felt like something was holding you back, and only then noticed the warmness around your waist which you didn't notice before.

Glancing down towards your lower torso you see two pair of arms around your waist.
Your brows furrowed as a wave of confusion rushed upon your mind. After a few seconds processing everything- since it was still morning- realization strucked you all at once.

Those arms were Hisoka's arms.

Somewhat, even if your mind was telling you to shove him away with all your strength, your body was just lying in his arms comfortably.
You didn't want to move. You wanted to stay in his arms even tho it felt wrong, incredibly wrong.
But something that had always keep your mind ahead of everything was that you felt always something so right in doing the wrong thing.
Why was that? You actually didn't know. It was something that you have been told you inherited from your mom. Stories that you've been told always told you that she was brave, powerful, smart, stubborn... but most importantly kind.
Her stubbornness was always guiding her on the 'wrong' pathway or on the most dangerous pathway, and somehow she always managed to get out of those situations no matter how hard it got. It was one of the things that you admired of your mom, and that you were really proud of this characteristic.

You inhale a big amount of air as you scoot your waist closer to him as you feel his arms tighten around your waist.
His breath was hitting your neck as the hairs on your neck straighten and a shiver went down across your spine.
Putting a hand over his arm you began to stroke it softly with your thumb as you felt his muscles.
Glancing down at his arm... making your eyes go down towards his hand which rested a little under your chest, you take in the sight of some veins and nerves popping out from his flesh.

'Oh how would those hands feel inside of me...'

'How could those arms hold me close and those hands roam around my body...'

You snapped back to reality as you realized just after a few seconds what were you thinking.

'WTF ARE YOU GOING CRAZY Y/N?'
(naughty 😛)

Your breath hitched in your throat as you felt Hisoka moving his hand towards you stomach and stroke it softly.
He's awake now.
You immediately closed your eyes as you pretend to be sleeping, not wanting to show off neither your thoughts or neither the fact that you didn't move away from him.

Muffled noises came from his as you feel his head moving on the side. His hand moved on your side as he squeezed it softly.

"I know you're awake, baby" he says. His tone wasn't his usual flirting tone that irritated you, it was instead his deep morning voice that dropped off his tongue.

You shake your head and with a groan you shove his arms away from your body and roll a little away from his plopping your head down on the pillow.

"Looks like you are starting to enjoy my presence... aren't you?" he says still with a deep voice that was just sending your mind in a thousands of turns and twirls.

"Am not. I wav just too tivehd to mov." you say as your words were nearly understandable because of your squeezed face on the pillow.

"Hm" he hums as his hum came out as a sexy growl. "As you want darling" he steps out of bed and stretched his hands up twisting a little his back to make it crack softly.

You twist your head and put your arms bent so to lean on your elbows against the bed, taking in the sight of Hisoka's exposed torso.
Oh wow... his back... his arms.. and when he stood up... oh fuck... his chest.. his abdomen... and his fucking, brain washing, mind stopping and mouth dropping V.
(his fucking gorgeous body- god- i mean why don't you smash me? why haven't you already done it?-)
You obligate your head to snatch away from his as you roll of our bed brushing your eyes.

"Mhghm..." you stand up stretching your back and yawning softly as the little rays of sun that passed through the curtains hit your delicate face.

You take your phone and look at the hour. 6:43 AM. God, it was pretty early. You slept only 3 hours.. you wondered how you could go on with the entire day with that little slumber you had.

You force yourself up noticing that Hisoka had already disappeared in the bathroom.
You found it quite odd that Hisoka didn't bother you with his teasing comments for once, wonder what was going on in his brain.

Getting advance of the situation you undress yourself and start slipping on your uniform leaving the spare clothes on a chair beside the counter where the TV rested.

Looking yourself in the mirror you start doing your hair as you put on some of the really- but really few make up gadgets that Mitsuki lended to you.

When you where done you sat on bed and slip on your black leather boots. 
Standing up the heels clicked softly on the floor as you make a small pain in front of the mirror to take a glance at yourself.
With your ego now pretty high you bang on the bathroom door before stepping out of the room.

While stepping out, a few rooms ahead from yours, room number 五 (number 5 in japanese/chiense), you saw Illumi stepping out and stretching himself out. 

Furrowing your brows you amble towards Illumi and once near him you extend your arm to give him a light push.

"You left me sleeping with that fucker? Weren't you the first one worrying about him staying near me?" you say crossing your arms over your chest.

"Since when i'm your babysitter? Worrying doesn't mean that i have to forbid you to do everything that concerns staying near Hisoka." he rolled his eyes afterwards and bent down at your height.

You bit down on your lower lip doing a small nod. After all he wasn't totally wrong..

"And anyway i knew that he wouldn't dare touching you... that's why i was unbothered by the thought of you two in the same room."

You raise an eyebrow tilting your head on the side.

"Hah, how were you so sure he wouldn't touch me?" you say scoffing a little.

"Because."

You grit your teeth and growl as you turn on your heels on made your way back down the hallway. 
Stepping in front of your room, Hisoka came out from it closing the door afterwards and getting the key out.
Swirling them in his hand he glanced down at you with his usual smirk and squeezed eyes.

Shrugging your shoulders you walked down the stairs, making your hand descend on the wooden railing softly.

Once you were near the lounge door, you could hear muffled words coming from the front of the restaurant.
Hisoka halted in his tracks as Illumi did the same behind him.
Curiosity peeked in you as you turn around and glance at their strange behavior.

"Why did you stop there? The buffet isn't waiting all day long just for us-" before you could finish Hisoka's eyes shot open as he realized who voice were you guys hearing.

"Shut." he simply said raising his finger as to motion to you to shut your mouth. You did as was requested and just stared at them.

Hisoka's head turned to Illumi as he his gaze lingered on the door that brought to the front of the hotel. Stepping near the door you glanced at Hisoka and now at Ilmuni's bent body near the big door.

"Are you sure m'am you don't know them?" a voice asked.

"I'm sure. Now as i said before can you please step out of my restaurant? You're bringing discomfort." you hear Mitsuki's voice say.

"I'll go away when i feel like doing so." replied sternly the stranger.

As they continued talking Illumi was peeking in between the small space that the door offered by being half  closed.
He swallowed hardly as you saw his adam lung bob in consequence.
He steps away from the door and shift his gaze towards Hisoka.

"They're here."

"Who?" Hisoka's head tilted on the side.

"Feitan, Pakunoda and Franklin."

You recognize Feitan's name. He was the one that attacked you and Kurapika in the car. He was the one to knock you out and kidnapping you. 

"That means..." you start making your sentence linger for a few seconds in the air, just for Illumi to finish it.

"The phantom troupe is searching us. And they will not give themselves peace until they find and torture us immediately after."

(helloo~ dunno why but im super motivated now! probably because in a week im going finally on vacations without any more exams haha.
anyway hope you enjoy, more chapter will be published soon!)