𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

~𝟚𝟚~

CRYSTAL CLEAR PT. 3

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It's been three days since you haven't returned to the hotel room. Illumi is aware of the situation and he's been keeping a close eye on him. But this sparked up their 'bicker', from which they argued on whether you should live or die at their hands. You've had the thought on killing them instead and it's possible they could switch at any given moment. This made your distance seem like a personal hell. It burned at your heart that might leave a scar soon. But he must live. For me.

Illumi brought up his idea to Hisoka at which he almost immediately declined. There wasn't any context on exactly why but you like to think it's because of your reasons too. You just can't keep away.

The past few days have been bouncing from bar to public entertainment areas. They've been distracting and better for your mental stability. Migraines have been at their peak. Your brain has been functioning with emotions that you've never felt when all your life it's been like Illumi himself: emotionless. Sometimes I wish I never got involved with him and let him change the most powerful part of me, that being my ability to not care. But he's all I see. Just like the man yesterday I could've easily felt pity for but his life ended at my hands instead. He's the only exception but why? Is this what falling in lust is? Was it just because of the sex?

Your mind has never revolved around a man so much. All you could think about were his hands around your waist, tracing your curves, grabbing your thighs, pinning at your throat. Then there's the eyes, those amber glowing eyes. It's what captivated me since the beginning. His built body and intoxicating smell. It's always been refusing the soft spots but now there's a dangerous man that's living in your head rent free. Though it's been hard to swallow, he's your obsession. There's more you want to do to him and more you want to experience. He's so fun to toy with and someone to fight with who's on your level. But now there's a foolish curse on the riveting magician.

Any minor inconveniences to your mere existence has been an annoyance. Any person who bugs you even the slightest gets a blade to the neck. Any thing that doesn't go your way turns around at your presence. Your mood has been the worst, but it sort of felt refreshing. It's always 'hate everything and everyone for existing' but never 'let yourself feel what you want'. Then again, you always get what you want, right?

You're about to enter a nightclub in a tight red thigh slit dress. The ribbons were wrapped around your legs in replacement for the tall socks you always wear. The heels for today were red bottoms that complemented the ribbons. Your hair was styled wavy at the tips with loose strands on the front. Nothing better than letting the music drown out your own struggles. You previously paid for the VIP section and currently waiting in line to be accepted before you receive a call from Illumi. Your heart skips a beat at his name on the screen. Oh... What could've happened now?

"He's gone." He says with his typical neutral tone.

You roll your eyes, "You had one job. Do you know where he could've gone?"

"To you." Illumi responds. "He hasn't said anything himself but I can tell he's crazy about you. He's been giving me cold glares since you left, like as if I kidnapped you."

You laugh at this sudden information. Crazy about me, hu? How strange putting it into words.

"How does he know where I am? You don't even know." You question.

"He knows you better than you think." He ends the call.

     What does that mean?