each card represented the different symbols: ♡, ♤, ◇ and ♧. the total number of cards in your hand was four. you yanked one card after another, holding each one in between the space of each finger in your left hand. he had lost not just one - but all - of his poker cards.
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his free hand automatically slipped into the inner pockets of his jacket. you then revealed a familiar poker card in your other hand, much to his surprise. lead the way, sweetheart,” he purred, extending his hand to reach yours and giving a small peck on the back of your right hand with those soft lips of his, like the gentleman he was. he raised one eyebrow and smirked in amusement. he finally squared his shoulders, mirroring your position. yet, here you were, staring at him dead in the eye. if most people were in your shoes, they would have been sweating buckets, fidgeting restlessly in their seat, avoiding eye contact.
he could not sense a tingle of uneasiness or fear in you. nothing except reckless confidence and impermeable determination. he leaned forward, eyes scanning your calm demeanour to search for any sign of nervousness. He pushed (more like, flung) the book aside, observing you intently while he propped his chin on his hand, a gesture he liked doing to demonstrate how deep in thought he was.
“ play a game with me,” you challenged him, offering him your hand. unbeknowst to him, something about his warm, gentle heart drew you to him. yet, in spite of everything, you would trade anything in the world to be with him. You didn’t know if he reciprocated the feelings and didn’t want to find out either. he was like… a completely different person. his aura was simply overflowing with menace, vengeance and malicious intent. his gaze would sharpen by tenfold, extremely conscious of his surroundings. on other days, he was a distant stranger. he would purposefully flirt candidly, incite quick physical touch, exchange longing glances: all to express how much he loved your presence. how dare he copied your homework AND demanded you to do what-was-supposed-to-be-pair-work for him? at this point, you seriously had no idea how you and him had not been kicked out of the school yet.īut more importantly, how dare he played you and treated you like one of his other toys? some days, like this one, he was a borderline lover and friend. you had had enough of his shit for the past 10 months and it was only fair for you to give him a dose of his own medicine. you practically had him wrapped around your finger. everything was going perfectly as planned. it was obvious he was restraining himself from displaying any interest. the act grabbed his attention, excited pair of bright, yellow eyes awaiting your next move. You purposefully batted your eyelashes up to him as coyly as possible. On the other hand, the poor boy was too absorbed in his own thoughts and cursing himself for making a fool of himself that he failed to notice your changing behaviour. he should have known by now that you could read him like an open book (no pun intended). you smiled smugly inwardly, mapping out a plan in your mind to catch your prey off guard. despite the book seemingly covering his entire face, he was glancing at you every now and then from the corner of his eye - which did not go unnoticed by you. His right hand surfaced to the table, scrambling for any nearest thing to distract himself with - which somehow had to be a book titled ‘animal farm’ by george orwell - and he immediately mindlessly flipped through the pages, appearing mildly interested in the content. his mind was desperately trying to come up with anything to avert your attention away from his state of nervousness.
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did he - the school’s infamous poker-faced joker - just get caught in the act of staring at you? for god-knows-how-long? in his own house? he faked a series of loud coughs, sweaty palms rubbing against each other underneath the table. “ hisoka?” your curious voice brought him out of his thoughts, and when his eyes flickered upwards to meet yours, a cold wave of dread washed over him in an instant. Warnings: fluff, angst, mentions of d*ath, idek bro
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