Bookworm [Discontinued]

An unexpected side

"Oh (Y/n)~!" A certain magenta-haired male sang out as he entered the quiet and cozy bookshop, with two other men trailing after him.

Hisoka's grin then faltered a little at the sight of someone else on the counter, where you usually were when they would come to visit.

And that someone was your cousin, someone that the trio were all familiar with. "Oh." Hisoka said with disappointment.

"It's you."

"Yup!" They said with a smug grin as they set down their book on the counter, "It's me." They jested, their grin widening.

They had met (C/n) a lot of times, and let's just simply say that they aren't very fond of each other. Despite the three men's status and their ability to kill and not feel anything about it, (C/n) always manages to get under their skin for just...being there.

"Where's (Y/n)." Illumi bluntly said, with a slight tilt of his head. (C/n) tilted their head mockingly, "Of course you're looking for her..." They said, before chuckling a little, "It's painfully obvious you three have the hots for (N/n)." They teased.

Chrollo frowned, a slight blush growing on his pale cheeks.

Hisoka hummed in amusement, not really denying anything (C/n) just said.

And Illumi was silent. As always.

"Oh my little (N/n)...all wrapped up in some sick, twisted harem with a clown, an emo and Sadako from the Ring..." (C/n) grinned triumphantly and sat on the counter "It's adorable really!"

Illumi narrowed his eyes at their remark, aura growing stronger and stronger.

Chrollo rolled his eyes, already used to (C/n)'s insults.

While Hisoka just shrugged, mentally questioning on what a harem even means.

"She's sick boys, come back tomorrow." They said with a dismissive wave of their hand.

Illumi blinked and took one step forward towards (C/n) "No she isn't." He bluntly stated.
(C/n) raised their eyebrows condescendingly. As if questioning Illumi's intelligence.

"Those books, they're arranged alphabetically. Which is the first thing (Y/n) does in the morning." Illumi continued, pointing a finger at one of the bookshelves.

"She arranged those overnight." (C/n) calmly explained.

"Liar liar dear~ Her scent still lingers, the oh-so sweet scent of an excessive amount of rubbing alcohol and vanilla; therefore meaning (Y/n) left not too long ago~" Hisoka added with a smug grin and a nagging wag of his index finger.

"Not to mention the fluffy white blanket on the counter, which she takes a small nap in before opening hours." Chrollo added further, glancing at the lump of fabric on the counter.

"She simply forgot to keep it last night! The fact that you three know all that stuff is about her creepy as hell." (C/n) explained again, muttering out the last part as a remark.

"Oh really now~?" Hisoka said before laying his pale hand on the blanket, all of a sudden the scent of the (H/c)-haired female hit him again. He mockingly smiled as he hummed at (C/n) before facing the other two.

"It's warm."

"Where is she." Illumi snapped, face inching closer to (C/n) as he stared them down with void like eyes.

(C/n) felt a bead of sweat drip down their forehead as they back away a little. They stared at Illumi for a few minutes before completely backing off and letting out a defeated sigh.