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IM 15 I CANT GET MARRIED
Who: Gon and Killua
When: 7/17
Where: The Coven
What: baby's first bonding ceremony (they are both the baby in question)
Warnings: none!
[after rolling around for a couple of days in anxiety, Gon finally asserted to Killua on the 16th that they do the bonding ceremony the next day. it's been enough days to prepare—Gon's peeked in on some classes about bonding, and he's taken a couple of days to write his vows. in general, while able to succinctly express himself, Gon's not terribly poetic, and any attempt in that direction is of course too unlike him to where it's uncomfortable and embarrassing to consider. but at the same time, to concisely put together his feelings regarding Killua is a tremendous feat. stuff he's been thinking about for over a year...
but it would be a lie to say that he hadn't been eager to express his intentions a bit more to Killua. so now's the time. honestly, while the couple of days have been for crossing his Ts and dotting his is with the process, it's mostly just been for Gon to feel centered enough to be more natural about the process. you know. acclimation. maybe. Gon is completely unused to being this nervous about anything, and he hopes that he can get his dumb head on straight after this is all out of the way. before meeting Killua at the Coven, Gon wakes early; he meditates, works out, bathes, has a good meal and various things to be sure he's worked out any weird jitters.
so he greets Killua with his expected pep and enthusiasm, eyes bright as he waves his friend down, his warm charcoal gray ears lifting with his expression. he's only just gotten used to them, and they're finally no longer sore. in the summer heat, Gon's simply dressed in his shorts and undershirt (scandalous as ever in the eyes of the natives to this world, unbeknownst to Gon), and the fur on the tops of his forearms are a bit denser and spans out longer, about to his elbow, and a little past his wrists. Gon's horns are no longer cast over by flesh and mottled scabs; they're still modest, but the keratin is exposed, and they're a little bit longer. they have a nice sheen, but are a simple and dull gray, not yet with any other attributes; they have what looks to be the beginning of points, but no length or curve, and his fur may appear a bit more dense. there's a chance that Killua may notice the fur previously covering the fronts and backs of his shins (though, funnily, not the sides of them) seems to be creeping out from the tops of his boots, just a bit...]
Killua!!
When: 7/17
Where: The Coven
What: baby's first bonding ceremony (they are both the baby in question)
Warnings: none!
[after rolling around for a couple of days in anxiety, Gon finally asserted to Killua on the 16th that they do the bonding ceremony the next day. it's been enough days to prepare—Gon's peeked in on some classes about bonding, and he's taken a couple of days to write his vows. in general, while able to succinctly express himself, Gon's not terribly poetic, and any attempt in that direction is of course too unlike him to where it's uncomfortable and embarrassing to consider. but at the same time, to concisely put together his feelings regarding Killua is a tremendous feat. stuff he's been thinking about for over a year...
but it would be a lie to say that he hadn't been eager to express his intentions a bit more to Killua. so now's the time. honestly, while the couple of days have been for crossing his Ts and dotting his is with the process, it's mostly just been for Gon to feel centered enough to be more natural about the process. you know. acclimation. maybe. Gon is completely unused to being this nervous about anything, and he hopes that he can get his dumb head on straight after this is all out of the way. before meeting Killua at the Coven, Gon wakes early; he meditates, works out, bathes, has a good meal and various things to be sure he's worked out any weird jitters.
so he greets Killua with his expected pep and enthusiasm, eyes bright as he waves his friend down, his warm charcoal gray ears lifting with his expression. he's only just gotten used to them, and they're finally no longer sore. in the summer heat, Gon's simply dressed in his shorts and undershirt (scandalous as ever in the eyes of the natives to this world, unbeknownst to Gon), and the fur on the tops of his forearms are a bit denser and spans out longer, about to his elbow, and a little past his wrists. Gon's horns are no longer cast over by flesh and mottled scabs; they're still modest, but the keratin is exposed, and they're a little bit longer. they have a nice sheen, but are a simple and dull gray, not yet with any other attributes; they have what looks to be the beginning of points, but no length or curve, and his fur may appear a bit more dense. there's a chance that Killua may notice the fur previously covering the fronts and backs of his shins (though, funnily, not the sides of them) seems to be creeping out from the tops of his boots, just a bit...]
Killua!!