#fickletransmuter

[rpwithkittua]

~¤ @fickletransmuter ¤~ Honestly, when he decided to visit out of boredom today, he did not expect to see...well...THIS. He looked at his alternate with a raised eyebrow and a slightly judgmental look. "What...are you doing?"

[chikainochuu]

The night was quiet, and Gon didn’t like that Killua went to bed without dinner but made no protest, crawling into bed next to him and squeezing him close around the waist.

A few soft kisses to the back of his neck, his nose nuzzling softly on his skin, settling into white locks of hair.

[chikainochuu]

{ ☆ killuakunschocobox ☆ fickletransmuter ☆ }

Kinda just... sits the smol Killua down in front of the bigger Killua. Beams at both of them.

“The biggest issue is one of communication because one of you doesn’t get it and the other hasn’t explained it and you both cannot assume that you know each other’s feelings despite being each other so please just talk it out I will be here for you if you need me--”

Effectively said in one breath. Gon sat down in another chair and smiled.

[chikainochuu]

fickletransmuter:

[4:15:14 PM] {Gon} || Ber?

Did you handle it? What’s going on?

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[4:21:13 PM] {Killua} || RE: Ber?

I THINK I MESSED UP QAAAAQQQ

[chikainochuu]

AU || On the streets...

{ fickletransmuter }

The streetlamps gave the whole town a sepia glow, like an old monochrome photo worn away by time. The night was still and empty, save for a young teenage boy trekking his way along the sidewalk with a paper grocery bag in both hands.

‘Mito-san always said to be careful around this time of night because that’s when the more dangerous sort of people come out,’ Gon thought, recalling his aunt’s cautious words. With that in mind, he was on the lookout for anyone around, keeping his ears perked and eyes peeled.

It surprised him when he stumbled upon a white-haired boy in the alleyway. He had never seen another teenager on the small island he called home. The other looked dressed in nothing decent for the night, not even having a blanket. Promptly, Gon assumed that the boy in the alleyway was likely to be homeless. It wouldn’t be safe for a young boy to be out this late when there was dangerous sorts of people around, so Gon determinedly resolved to help him out.

“Hey, aren’t you cold in that?” he called out from the entrance of the alleyway, keeping his distance to avoid startling the other.

[chikainochuu]

the first date

He wore a suit, complete with a little green bowtie and a bright smile.

It did feel a little bit silly, of course-- they lived in the same hotel room so Gon had left early in the morning to get dressed elsewhere (probably in the hotel lobby). He returned around noon and knocked on the door.

“Happy birthday, Killua!” Gon shouted gleefully as the door opened, presenting his partner with a bouquet of flowers-- primarily composed of roses of all colors but littered with yellow and red tulips, all held together with a blue ribbon. He stood proud and tall, all sunshine in his eyes. “Are you ready?”

[chikainochuu]

“Killua, you don’t have any plans for tomorrow, do you?”