bay city; illumi x reader

fourteen.

"huh."

illumi sighs, pressing a hand to the side of his face. "i really don't know how to be any clearer."

"no i mean, i get it, but what the fuck."

"oh."

"yeah."

"i suppose we should eventually tell hisoka about this. we had suspected you may have been a nen user but it's good to know for sure."

"i mean i guess, what's yours do anyway?"

"the needles i have," he pulls a few out, "are imbued with it."

"oh shit you can do that?"

"yes, i personally lick them. it works the best."

"huhthatshot"

"hm? sorry, i didnt get that."

"good."

he deadpans, looking at her before sighing. "i suppose tomorrow would be the best time to talk with him about it. oh, be warned, he's very adamant on the qualities of his nen, 'bungee gum'."

"that's a gay ass name."

"maybe don't tell him that."

y/n shrugs and leans her head over the back of the couch, sighing lightly. "it's late, i should probably dip."

"i suppose. i wouldn't mind if you were to stay, though."

"is that your way of asking me to sleep here?"
she asks, raising an eyebrow.

"if you want to take it that way, yes."

"sick."

"sick?"

"mhm."

illumi can do nothing but stare incredulously at the girl.