Dragonfly (Hisoka X Reader)

That Psycho

Hi guys, this is the author, I've decided to skip part of the pre exam due to me not being creative enough. (Alright, I'm just feeling lazy)
This will start in the underground room where the Hunters first meet.
Prepare to meet Hisoka (⭐️–_–💧)
Enjoy mates ♥️
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I entered the hallway with the three others. A green creature with a bean shaped head walked up to us.
"These will be your tokens" he said as he handed us little badges.
I looked at mine #406. Alright then. I pinned it to my upper shirt. I guess we wear these. I saw the others put them on too. I looked around. A strange bunch of people were gathered here. From magic users to wrestlers. We all had the same goal.
"Yo" Someone shouted.
A fat man came up to us.
"I'm Tonpa, I'm what you call a veteran here" He introduced himself.
So apparently this guy has failed the exam 36 times. That's not something to brag about mate -_-
I decided to leave. I could sense bad intentions on this guy. I didn't trust him quite yet.
"I'm going to scout the competition" I told Kurapika.
"Wait Y/n" Leorio called out.
   I turned around.
"Yeah"
"What's your type, and have you ever been kissed" He asked.
   What, why does he care. Unless, no. Leorio couldn't like me. Could he?
"A mix of pretty and creepy, and no I have never been kissed before"
   Kurapika pulled him aside. He nodded at me to leave. Tonpa tried to talk again.
He nodded. I left before Tonpa could say more. I kept my hands on my sword handles while I walked. I was about to return to the group when I heard screaming.
A man was on his knees screaming bloody murder as his arms turned into bright ass red and pink flower petals.

It was beautiful
Watching those petals fall and fly
So fucking disturbing
But Beautiful

"You should really apologize when you bump into someone" a man with red and pink hair said.
My heart skipped a beat. His hair was so bright, he looked so flawless. He looked like a perfect sculpture. Just like the ones Gio made. So perfect.
A mix of pretty and creepy.
One red petal landed on my shoulder. I put it in my pocket. I turned my attention back to the strange magician man. His outfit seemed to based off a jack from a deck of cards, so he was a magic user.
He continued to walk off, he looked proud of himself. He was proud of what he had done. Who was he?
If he was that strong he would make a valuable ally. I walked to him. He was easy to find seeing as no one got near him. He was leaning against the wall, playing with his deck of cards.
   My eyes flickered to his tag. #44. I would remember that number.
I walked so I was in front of him.
"Hello" He said when I approached him.
His voice was deep and tinted with an accent I couldn't name. His eyes were a golden yellow.
"What you did was beautiful, what is your name?" I asked.
He smiled. He got off the wall and stepped closer.
"First person who's called my tricks 'beautiful' and not disturbing" he said
"Why do you ask little lady?" he added.
Ok, maybe this guy was a douche.
"I'm not little, I'm 18" I said.
I knew he was messing with me. I was average height, I was clearly muscular, and I had developed enough to tell I wasn't a child. He was testing me.
   Remember stance. I stood up straight. Control breathing. Do not get angry or flustered.
"Are you strong" He asked.
"I guess"
"Let's find out"
Before I could see what he meant he grabbed my wrists and pinned me against the wall.
"My name is Hisoka"
"Let me go clown" I hissed.
His smile changed.
"That's not very nice, I'm a jester not a silly clown" He purred.
"Let me go" I repeated.
"Not until you tell me your name"
"Y/n" I said quietly.
"Beautiful" he whispered.
"Let go" I growled.
"Maybe"
One hand let go and traced the Dragonfly tattoo. He seems to recognize it.
"Beautiful. Dragonflies and Butterflies were always my favorite"
I slipped out of his hand. He smiled and raised his hands in defeat.
"Hisoka, who is this" A voice said behind us.
I turned around to see a man with pins sticking out of his face. He made a chattering noise wherever he walked. What the fuck.
"And why were you pinning her against the wall"
"This is Y/n" Hisoka said.
Hisoka faced me.
"This is Gittarackur"
"Good to meet you Gittarackur" I said.
Out of instinct I bowed slightly. It was the polite thing to do. Hisoka went behind me and grabbed my shoulders. He pulled my straight up.
"We don't bother with formality here" he whispered in my ear.
I felt goosebumps crawl up my arms. He was right behind me. I could feel his cool breath on my neck.
   Gittarackur let out a creaky chuckle. He looked at me and Hisoka.
"You're too cute" he said.
   I don't know if he was talking about me or Hisoka, or both.
"Y/n your skin is quite cold" He said.
   His nail traced my shoulders. I flinched away. Why was he doing this.
"Yeah, it does that mate"
   He truly recognized my accent.
"You're a Deintor" He stayed.
"How could you tell?" I asked.
"Strange accent, and your eyes glow when you get all hot and flustered"
   Hot and flustered? How did he know what I looked like when so wa- Oh, when he pinned me against the wall.
Shit
   I looked into his yellow eyes. They were almost like a cat. What was he.
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Hisoka POV