BOOMSHAKALAKA ok a thought ive always had is basically during the greed island arc, when yk how their training under bisky. I NEED a one shot abt reader training w them and over some time, bisky notices the tension n feelings between us n kil HAHA, and right before killua leaves greed island to retake the hunter exam, bisky motivates us to confess to kil and we return back to her w good results ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)
also ty for the support u have for my @pe4cht3a sideblog :33 ur doing so well, i love ur killua works ପ (๑´ ˘ ` ๑) ଓ ♡
A/n: thank you sososo much for requesting againn! I love your requests, and plus im running out of ideas (｡ŏ﹏ŏ), and OFCC i love your works smm! Tysm for the support you have in my sideblog too !! I hope the story is up to your expectations!! Enjoy (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+
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The sun had begun its slow descent, casting golden light over the open training field. The air buzzed with energy as you stood across from Killua, fists clenched, body aching from hours of sparring.
“Give up yet?” Killua smirked, wiping a trickle of sweat from his temple.
You scoffed, rolling your shoulders. “Not a chance.”
Nearby, Gon sat cross-legged on the grass, watching with an eager grin. “You guys always fight really hard! It’s kinda fun to watch.”
Bisky, who had been observing from a nearby rock, let out an exaggerated sigh. “Fun isn’t the word I’d use. Painful is more like it.”
You and Killua turned to her, puzzled.
Bisky smirked, polishing her nails. “Oh, don’t play dumb. The tension between you two is ridiculous.”
Killua groaned, running a hand through his hair. “Not this again.”
Gon tilted his head, blinking in confusion. “Tension? What do you mean?”
Bisky grinned mischievously. “Come on, Gon. Even you must have noticed. The way these two are always competing, always staring each other down, always bickering like an old married couple.”
You felt heat rush to your face. “We do not—”
“Oh! I kinda see what you mean,” Gon cut in, nodding in realization. “You and Killua are always focused on each other, even when we’re not training. And sometimes, you guys just stand there, staring at each other, but then one of you looks away really fast!”
Killua choked on his own breath. “We do not do that!”
“Yeah, you do!” Gon said enthusiastically. “Like yesterday, when we were fishing, and you were watching y/n instead of the water—”
Killua immediately clamped a hand over Gon’s mouth, his face bright red. “Gon, shut up!”
You covered your own face with your hands, mortified beyond belief.
Bisky let out a satisfied hum. “See? Even Gon noticed. And he’s as dense as a brick.”
Gon mumbled something against Killua’s hand, and when Killua reluctantly let him go, he grinned. “I think you guys like each other.”
Killua groaned loudly, dragging a hand down his face. “I’m leaving. I can’t do this.”
You, on the other hand, were too busy trying to will yourself into the earth.
That night, you sat on a grassy hill overlooking the sea, hugging your knees to your chest. Bisky’s words echoed in your mind. 'You’re really gonna let him leave without saying anything?'
You groaned, burying your face in your arms.
You jumped, turning to find Killua standing behind you, hands shoved in his pockets, his usual smirk in place.
“I wouldn’t be if people stopped sneaking up on me,” you grumbled.
He sat beside you, stretching his legs out in front of him. “So, what’s up? Feeling guilty about losing to me earlier?”
You shot him a glare, but your heart wasn’t in it. “Not everything is about competition, you know.”
Killua snorted. “Since when?”
Silence settled between you, the sound of waves crashing against the shore filling the space.
Then, after a moment, Killua spoke again.
“You’re really upset about me leaving, huh?”
You hesitated before answering. “…Yeah.”
Killua glanced at you, his expression softer than usual. “I mean, I’m coming back. It’s not like I’m disappearing forever.”
You exhaled, gripping the grass beneath your fingers. “I know. But… training and collecting spell cards won’t be the same without you.”
Killua didn’t respond right away. Then, to your surprise, he let out a small chuckle. “You’re really bad at this, you know.”
He turned to face you fully, his smirk fading into something more genuine. “At hiding how much you like me.”
But before you could stammer out a response, Killua reached over and flicked your forehead lightly, a teasing glint in his eyes. “Took you long enough to admit it.”
You blinked, shocked. “Wait—so you—?”
Killua shrugged, looking away. “Yeah. I wasn’t gonna say anything, though. Figured you’d come around eventually.”
You punched his arm, but warmth bloomed in your chest. “You’re insufferable.”
“And you’re predictable,” he teased.
Despite the bickering, something had changed. The tension, the rivalry, the unspoken feelings—they were finally out in the open.
And when you returned to Bisky the next morning, slightly red-faced but grinning, she took one look at you and smirked.
Gon, as cheerful as ever, beamed. “I knew it!”
Bisky laughed, folding her arms. “Took you both long enough.”
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