Hisoka Shower Novels & Stories

Isabelle looked at her reflection in the mirror above the golden sink as she brushed her teeth. She noticed dark circles under her eyes and hair strands that were sticking on the side of her face. She wondered how she didn't have a hammering headache. After brushing, she trudged into the rounded walk-in shower stall. It was surrounded by thick glass walls that complimented the marble floor and the rest of the walls. She wore Christian's shower flops that made her look like a penguin.

I need to cool off. I closed the bathroom door and started the shower before stripping off my clothes. While unbuttoning my shirt, I remembered how I needed Isabella’s help in buttoning it in the first place because my hands were shaky. I was nervous to see Emma, I was nervous about how tonight would go, seeing her after everything, I wasn’t sure, and it stressed me out. The water was warm now and the room was steamy, so I stepped into the rainfall shower. I love hotel suites like this, you have three different shower heads to choose from to use, or you can use all three at once, which I don’t understand why anyone would do such a thing – that’s just wasting water at that point.

His eyes fall upon the small piece of soap over the corner of the bed. "Let’s see how that small thing is going to help you Koishi" walking out of the room walking towards the bathroom. Takeshi just stood right in front of the door with his back leaning against the wall. *-* Finally done being taking a bath wearing the same clothes given by Takeshi, Koishi stood in front of the mirror with the towel upon his head drying up his hair. The knee ankle sweat pants along with the white shirt above with the grey printed mountains in the middle of it. Just staring at his reflection blanly as his vision starts to get blur than before.

11:04. "I'm going to jump in the shower and get my face together. I can't go into my first meeting after my promotion looking like I was dragged through the gutter." Izzy nods before going back to what she was doing and I head towards the bathroom for the second time this morning. Her showerhead is the best one I've ever used. It's new and takes me a minute for figure out, but when I finally do I don't ever want to get out. The head at the top cascades down like a waterfall, and there's two long skinny heads attached to the wall. One hits my upper back and one hits my ass, getting all the sore parts of my tired body. Wherever I end up after this, I'm getting one of these damn showers. It's l

What the fuck just happened to his mind? When I pressed the "shower" button, the aquarium's water drained in a snap of a finger. Then there's a tube that went out, where soap is coming out from, and then a different tube showed up again. It's to wash away the soap soaked around the body of Yaeri. The aquarium's water went back. Finally, the shark felt relieved. And here's Harry, smirking, as if he's witnessing a human, getting drowned into its near-death experience.

“God. Now I’m crying on the rug.” “I knew it,” he smirked. “I should’ve filmed this.” I laughed through my tears and hit his arm lightly. Curious, I wandered into the bathroom and froze. The shower was a full glass cubicle with slate tiles, recessed lights, and a digital screen by the side. On the wall, there was a gold label that read: “AQUATONE – VOICE ENABLED SYSTEM.” I narrowed my eyes. …Hello?” A mechanical chime responded, “Greetings. Shower ready. Would you like to begin a morning playlist?”

The shower room resembled a dormitory bathroom, with multiple stalls separated by plastic curtains and tiled walls. As the cool water cascaded over her, Jaiyana closed her eyes, letting it wash away the dust and sweat of the day. The pressure of the flow massaged her sore muscles, easing the tension from hours of labor beneath the merciless sun. For a few quiet moments, she allowed herself to just breathe, to feel the relief and solitude, and to gather her energy for the rest of the day.

“Sure.” “I need to shower, and stop by my place for clothes.” “I hate the thought of you putting your clothes back on,” he said with that grin of his as he swatted my butt playfully as I got up. I opened the shower door to see the most amazing shower I had ever seen. It was huge, could have fit ten people in it. There were nine different shower heads arranged at different levels on three sides of the walls. The entire area was covered in a beautiful ceramic patterned tile. There were overhead dimmers and heat lamps. It had built in surround benches large enough for a man to lay down on.

I put my phone on top of a wireless charging platform and put on my favourite song on Spotify. I got into the bath. Humming an upbeat tune to myself, I turned the knob of the shower, watching as the heated water blasted out of the shower head until steam clouded the mirror. With a chipper attitude, I hopped into the marble-tiled shower enclosure, letting out a gasp as the water that was coming out of the shower jets pounded on my back, soaking my hair and my neck in the process and arousing every fibre in my body all at once. Deciding to shave and using the mechanical razor blade that sat on my shampoo holder, I annihilated all the miniature nubs of hair from my legs by running the blade gen

(HAZEL'S POV) "Come to the bathroom with me! I'll teach you how to kill a man!" He ordered. For some odd reasons, I followed him towards the bathroom without questions. The walls were made of shimmering glass and the shower room was big enough to accommodate four people. There were multiple showerheads mounted on the walls and ceiling. I breath in a sweet fragrance of lavender as we walked further in, stopping right before a jacuzzi tub. The water in the large oval-shaped tub was already warm and inviting. Makes me wonder what promises of pleasure awaits me inside those waters.