Out of Body, Out of Mind

[hisekigan]

Day: 5
Characters: Hisoka soukahisoka, Service hisekigan
Summary: The crackdown begins with a bang, and a psychedelic trip through Hisoka's mind. IS IT CAN BE HUG TIEMZ NAO?
Status: Closed // Incomplete

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[hisekigan]

The little Japanese boy was made of sterner stuff than Service had counted on. That was all right. If there was one thing Service had in abundance, it was patience. Besides, it was rather amusing to listen to the boy struggle and pound at the door.

... though, twenty minutes of being jarred by the door was a bit of a buzz-kill. At the very least, it made it impossible for him to file his nails like he'd planned to do. The best laid plans and all that rot.

After a minute or two of silence, Service got up off the door and opened the door again. "... well, that wasn't what I'd hoped for." Hisoka was curled up in a little fetal ball, rubbing his scraped-up knuckles and hiding his face like a little child. He knelt down next to him. "Come on, Hisoka. This isn't the basement, and you're not being punished for anything. I promise."

Service didn't wait for long before gently tugging the boy up to his feet. If he had to carry him to therapy... well, the teen weighed about as much as a soaking wet kitten. His voice dipped into the soothing tones he used to use with his nephews-- coddling spoiled little boys was something he was fairly experienced with. "Let's go somewhere nice and cozy where we can bandage up those knuckles of yours, OK? We're going to talk, and make the nastiness of the world go away for a little bit."