With Maleeka gone, and landed in Japan an hour ago. Hisoka decided to wait for you to get up on your own.
While waiting, Hisoka checked his phone that was flooded with offers for the liver he needed. But of course the process of checking whether people were being truthful with meeting the requirements was a tedious task to do.
After speaking with Illumi over the phone for a bit, Hisoka allowed him access to his profile so that Illumi could do background checks and weed out the chancers since gathering information about people was one of Illumi's specialties. Although he wouldn't mention it, Hisoka was grateful for the extra help. Going through thousands of offers would take longer than you had left.
Several times already, the heart machine Hisoka decided to connect to you beeped several times because it was below average. 40 beats per minute wasn't exactly assuring. Spontaneously it would drop to 30 beats per minute.
Finally giving in, Hisoka decided to get you up. Although he knew and truly wanted you to rest. Sleeping was far to dangerous now. At least if you were awake, you heart beat would naturally rise. 30 beats per minute was far to close to zero.
Sitting on the edge, Hisoka brushed your fringe tenderly away from your face. "Y/n.."
With a few stirs in your sleep, you finally woke up. And boy did you make Hisoka's heart stop in fear. Fear he couldn't show to prevent you from being alarmed.
Most of your sclera in your left eye was covered in blood. Obviously internally bleeding. And studying your right eye, there wasn't really haemorrhaging, but the sclera was more yellow than before. Signs that the liver failure was progressing further. This was happening too damn fast.
"What's wrong?" He heard you timidly whisper, slowly stretching out your limbs.
Forcing a smirk, "We landed an hour ago. I thought maybe it was time to wake you up." Hisoka light heartedly replied.
With excitement sparkling off your blood tainted eyes, "Really?"
Sitting up with happiness projecting off your voice, you cautiously took out the drips.
"Oh-h." You shakily whispered, holding your temples as your world spun dizzy for a few seconds.
Holding your shoulders, "Relax. Japan isn't going anywhere." Hisoka instructed, low-key glad to see life in you.
"R-right." You agreed. Trying your best to compose yourself.
"First, you are going to shower." Hisoka stated before effortlessly picking you up bridal style and started walking out of the infirmary.
"What-t? Why are y-you taking me then!" You squirmed in his arms. However it was futile, because Hisoka was far more powerful than you were. Sick or not.
"Because you are incapable of doing it yourself now. You can't even sit up without getting dizzy." He indifferently stated, still walking to the bathroom.
"N-no! That's not true. Medically speaking, even a normal person that gets up too fast will feel dizzy! I'm fine Hisoka!" You protested.
Peering down at you with an arched eyebrow. "Okay. Walk then." He deadpanned. Gently putting you down.
Holding onto his chest and looking up at him like some school girl that got into trouble, you slowly let go of his chest in attempt to walk.
Taking in deep breaths, you wobbled a bit, but with the help on the furniture, you managed to navigate. However a few minutes in, which was probably because the morphine wore off, instant pain coming from your side, shot down to your legs - causing you too shake.
Closing your eyes, waiting for the impact of your body falling onto the floor, the impact never came.
Instead you felt your legs hover above the ground.
Fluttering your eyes open, your orbs met yellow ones that were amusingly looking forward.
"Exactly." Was the only thing he muttered as he walked into the bathroom with you.
"B-but..I don't want you to see me naked." You embarrassingly whispered.
Placing you down on the modern built in bench that ran across the entire shower wall, "You are already practically naked right now in front of me." He commented, confused why you would care about being naked in front of him now.
"I'm not! The panty and bra is covering the main things." You fought back shyly.
Unable to resist a smirk, Hisoka ran his finger through his straight locks and deeply sighed. Your resistance was too much sometimes.
"Y/n I have seen you naked so many times I can't even put a number to it. I know what you look like without anything on."
Noticing you weren't really blushing, but rather had this sullen countenance, Hisoka knelt down in front of you, holding your calves from behind to get your attention.
"What's wrong Y/n?" Hisoka lowly questioned.
Still averting his gaze. You looked down and twiddled with your fingers.
"It's just.." You trailed off into silence, growing more uncomfortable.
"It's just not a nice feeling to be taken care of because I..I can't do it myself anymore." You finally admitted.
Like a penny dropping, Hisoka's eyes softened as he let go of your legs to stand up. Understanding completely where you were coming from.
Looking up at Hisoka, afraid you might have offended his kind gesture somehow. You noticed he took his shirt off and turned around. Revealing his beautifully sculptured back that had a massive black spider tattoo spread across every muscularity inch of his back.
"If you look down. You'll see a dark scar and uneven skin layered around the area." You heard him say.
Trailing your eyes rather slowly down his sexily curved back that made your heart race a bit, your eyes stopped once it came to what he was talking about. A scar located near his lower spine.
"Seven years ago I got shot there and it paralysed me. For good,I thought. But you helped me heal Y/n. And it was difficult. I made it extremely difficult for you to help me because I couldn't handle the fact that someone had to take care of me because I was incapable. I fought with you a lot, but eventually I stopped because I realised you weren't someone that was going to judge me, and categorise me as weak just because I couldn't help myself. I understood that you wanted to help me because you just genuinely cared and wanted to make my life easier." Hisoka explained, halting mid sentence to turn around and kneel back down in front of you.
"Let me do the same for you Y/n. There's no walls we need to put up with each other anymore. I know you aren't a weak woman that needs someone to take care of her. But right now you are ill. Your incapabilities when you are ill isn't going to change the person I know you are." Hisoka uncharacteristically comforted your doubts. This man was really pulling out all the stops to win you over again. Damn.
Staring silently into his eyes, even your amnesiac self could tell it was extremely odd and rare to see Hisoka express such sincerity. You prayed to God your liver failure won't let you forget this moment with Hisoka.
But undeniably so, your heart couldn't help but feel mushy and touched by Hisoka's words.
Letting out an exasperated sigh. "..But my body looks terrible now. I mean look at it.. it's covered in so many bruises and gashes." You weakly protested. Now grasping at straws to prevent Hisoka from helping you.
With his infamous smirk returning, "I'm used to seeing your body like that too. Because I always leave your body tainted after sex." He bluntly commented, causing you to turn beet red.
"H-Hisoka shut up! I'm still not used to that idea." You stammered.
"And don't use the Maleeka excuse, she's not even here. I dropped her off with Grimmjow. We all alone on this plane." He whispered devilishly.
Watching your face turn redder, Hisoka couldn't help but smirk more. Even after all these years he still likes the fact you would blush for him.
You and him truly came along way with each other.
"But since you are sitting down, I'll turn my back to give you privacy while you bath. I'm not moving an inch though. You could collapse at any moment. That's the best I can give you." Hisoka surprisingly understood your discomfort and backed away a few centimetres. Sitting on the edge of the shower step with his back faced towards you.
After a few minutes of silence, Hisoka heard you whisper a 'thank you' to him before turning on the shower.
And boy was it torture. Seeing the bathroom mist up, and knowing right behind him was the woman he was addicted too sexually whom probably now was utterly naked, agitated him immensely.
Sighing, "The things I do for you now." Hisoka annoyingly muttered under his breath. Reminiscing how years ago, if he wanted a woman, he would have her. Not really caring about what she wanted or had to say. But now. You got Hisoka compromising and growing soft. Wrapped around your finger.
"Maybe I am getting old." He pondered to himself for the first time. Not even surprised at himself for thinking such bizarre thoughts.
Being so engrossed with the thought of potentially getting old for several long minutes, Hisoka hadn't seen your knees cage his waist on either side, nor felt your breasts pressed against his ripped back.
It was only until he felt warmly wet hands slide up his chest, stopping by his packs. Had he been mused out of his ageing thoughts.
Instantly regaining his senses, he could feel your naked body pressed against him.
To be fair. Seeing Hisoka sit in front of you with his muscular tattooed back facing you, drove you crazy. What person in their right mind wouldn't get affected by such a sight.
Feeling your wet lips trail up the shaft of his neck, Hisoka subtly peered to the side. Seeing only a glimpse of your wet shoulder that had strands of your hair sexily plastered against the skin. You were so close against him not only could he feel you, he could smell the Berry body wash scent ooze off you. Of course you had to smell like food..
Now pressing your lips against his ear, "Be gentle with me Hisoka.." He heard your whisper through the loud shower drumming in the background.
Understanding what you were implying, Hisoka's eyes immediately dropped half way down - turning them into hunger hunter eyes that filled up lust for you.
Respecting the brief even though it took everything in him to not roughen you out, Hisoka slowly turned around, and placed his hands down on the wet shower floor - caging your sides like you were his captive. Looking you dead straight in the eye. Making you instantly shorten your breath from intimidation.
With his face nearing yours by the second, you smoothly slid your wet arms over his shoulders. Loosely snaking your arms around his neck to close the gap between you and him. Obviously craving for his lips on yours. God only knew why you wanted this man you barely knew so desperately.
Instinctively, you began to slowly lower your body onto the floor until you were laying flat while pulling Hisoka's body over yours. Breaking away from the kiss, your chest tighten ten fold upon seeing Hisoka's yellow eyes glow down at you as droplets of hot water dripped off the tips of his straight hair on to your cheeks. He looked unbelievably hotter than usual. No pun intended.
Since Hisoka's upper body was directly underneath the shower, the feeling of the water drip down onto your bare body from his, made everything feel a thousand times more sensual and intimate. Heightening every nerve to the max.
Lifting you effortlessly up, Hisoka sat you down on the edge of the chic built in marble shower bench. Still holding eye contact with you, Hisoka slowly parted your legs before him. Gradually lowering his face below in between your legs.
"I'll be gentle." You heard him mischievously whisper before turning your world into warm white light. Loving the fact that he always made sure you were satisfied first before he satisfied himself with that aching member of his, which had the ability to always leave your legs shaking.
And although Hisoka genuinely respected your wishes by being gentle because you were ill. Somehow, Hisoka still managed to make your body feel like it went throughout blissful hell.
He was just sexually gifted. Hands down.