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[ OPEN ] lethargy got a hold on me

Who: Killua Zoldyck and whoever wants to drop in on him
When: end-ish of February through end of March
Where: around Aefenglom
What: recovering from cult activities, getting jacked, clothes shopping, quests
Warnings: mentions of last month's plot and trauma, probably also some teen romance (nothing more than pg-13 tho)

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⚡ CLOSED | stir-crazy
⚡ OPEN | do you even lift bro
⚡ OPEN | walk walk fashion baby

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[ Gon's stupid smile is no better for his heart rate than the warmth of his hand. Killua huffs slightly, looking away. ]

It's in the shopping district.

[Gon laughs.]

Okay! I know where that is.

[and Gon begins running again, dragging Killua along with him. he'll relent if Killua complains enough, or once they get to the district, and Killua will need to take the reigns from there to direct Gon.

even on his way, Gon's already excited by some of their earlier memories at the entertainment district—but with new appreciation, because Killua's okay, and so is he. it feels different. even without the recent close-calls.]

[ Oddly enough, Killua doesn't complain even once. At least not while they're en route. He even lets Gon hold his hand and drag him along, indulging him whenever Gon gets distracted by something in a shop window or if they both want to wander down a certain street that seems more interesting than the shorter path there might have been. They chat about nothing as they walk, placing meaningless bets on what kinds of ice cream flavors might be available, until they finally get close and Killua takes the lead. ]

Right after the next block. It's just around the corner from that hat shop. What are those called? Millers...? No, that's something else. [ ... ] Milliner!

[Gon doesn't even notice how many times he's distracted along their detour, as is his won't; time tends to be a funny thing in general, when he's with Killua—nebulous and almost unquantifiable, even besides his curious nature snagging on this and that as his general proclivity as a person.]

Milliner...?

[hats??? Gon follows Killua, eyes rolling up thoughtfully, frowning thoughtfully. it sounds more like some kind of food, or a kitchen thing, like... mortar and pestle or something? Gon's eyes suddenly light up, and he laughs, smacking his fist against his palm.]

Oh! Those funny fancy ones?

[Gon doesn't know a lot about fashion, but he definitely is pretty perplexed and amused by Aefenglom's, though not per se offended by it.]

Maybe we can get you a silly hat after we get our icecream, [he jokes.]

You think I'd look good in it?

[ Killua goes along with the joke, trotting along beside Gon without ever taking his eyes off him for more than a few moments. ]

Ooh, maybe one with some biiig feathers. A tiny hat with giant fancy feathers, I heard those are 'in' lately.

Maybe!! Like the long fluffy ones. [Gon laughs at the imagery,then grins, his response, as usual, maybe a touch too sincere.]

Killua, you'd look good in anything. Even stupid stuff.

[which, you know, Gon doesn't understand anything about fashion—as far as he's concerned, he's already seen Killua in some unjustifiably stupid stuff, so it's not....really all that different. but Gon at least gets that hats are, objectively speaking, goofier than most accessories on principle.]

You'd look cute in a more simple style witch's hat, too...

[ He'd look... cute? Dammit, Gon. Killua scratches the back of his neck, ducking his face away to hide the heat creeping up his cheeks.

For all he'd been making fun of Jaskier's hat, if Gon really thinks he'd look cute in one......

He clears his throat, a scoffing noise accompanied by a nonchalant shrug, as if Gon's adorable answer didn't just give him the most fluttery butterflies in his stomach. ]

Don't be stupid, Gon. Like a black pointy one? What, and you want me to get a cat too? Pssh.

Yeah! Black pointy one.

[Gon laughs and leans into Killua's space, grinning cheekily. he was hoping for this reaction, though it's not always as predictable as it used to be. Gon takes and squeezes both of Killua's hands while he's willfully distracted, glanced off and fidgety like that. let your guard down, and suffer the consequences!

Gon's tail lifts and curls a little bit, his ears flipping straight up.]

I think any animal can be a familiar, [Gon jokes, and shamelessly, he takes a step or two forward, tilting his head to give Killua a chaste, gentle kiss on his lips, still smiling. then he gives him another, even slower.]

[ Killua tolerates having his hands grabbed, even if he grunts moodily about it. He scoffs again, rolling his eyes, and turns to tell Gon that he's a cow familiar and maybe also that black point hats are dumb--

Except he doesn't get more than a syllable out before Gon shocks him by leaning well into his personal space and closing the distance between them. Killua stops walking so fast, one can practically hear the cartoonish screeching to a stop inside his mind at the same time. ]

G-Gon!

[ he yelps, hands gripping hard and suddenly yanking Gon off to the side to press them both against the wall of a nearby building. ]

W-we're in the middle of the street! [ At least, they were. This time, he hisses this out much quieter, though no less intensely. His heart is hammering and his ears feel like they're going to burn off. He can still feel the warmth of Gon's lips, resisting the urge to run his own tongue over the lingering feeling. ]

[Gon makes a startled little sound with the force of Killua's grip on his poor hands when he's dragged off to the side and slung against the wall, like they were trying to avoid being spotted by a bloodthirsty threat.]

Mm?

[Gon blinks, genuinely confused. he tilts his head, then smiles again. Gon still holds Killua's hands, brushing his thumb across his knuckles with a playful little laugh in the back of his throat.]

It was just a little kiss, Killua. No one cares about that.

[ Killua gapes at him, scandalized. No one cares?? He cares! He's still so unused to kisses, and Gon's not allowed to just kiss him out of nowhere in public like this! It's bad for his heart!! ]

It's still embarrassing, you idiot! What if someone saw us?

[ Someone like... who, exactly?? he has no idea. ]

I- I mean... [ oh my god what does he mean???? he's sweating. ]

At least warn me first or something. Jeez...

Why's it embarrassing?

[Gon tilts his head, nothing but terribly earnest, as usual. he knows Killua's easily embarrassed in general, but Gon still feels the impulse to ask about it—Killua was okay with holding hands in public, even if it was a little easier for him in thinner crowds.]

Because it just is!

[ Killua has no idea how to answer that. Affection is embarrassing. In public, it's even more embarrassing. Places have rules about PDA and everything! ]

I don't know! Stupid!!

[ now who's causing a scene. ]

[Gon leans forward again, cupping Killua roughly by either of his cheeks, grinning ear to ear as he laughs.]

Maybe I just need to do it enough that you get used to it!!

[and Gon gives Killua a clumsy, joking kiss—then another, and another, terrorizing the lethal tsundere.]

Shit! Gon!

[ Killua could break free. They both know he can. But instead, he flails uselessly and shoves without any real strength at Gon's chest, tipping his chin this way and that to 'avoid' the kisses. At least, for a few attempts, before he decides to retaliate, reaching up to grab Gon by his long fuzzy ears before Gon can give him a heart attack from being overwhelmed by too much affection. ]

Cut it out, you dumb cow!

[Gon whines loudly in protest when Killua grabs him by his ears, which does effectively stop him in his affection assault. for now.]

Owww!!

[part of him wants to double-down to turn it into a fight for no reason, but Gon is wary of that potential escalation. plus, they have a different mission!]

Okay, okay, no kisses!! Jeez, [he complains, shaking his head to get his ears free. he stamps a hoof, and huffs.] I could headbutt you...

[still, Gon grabs his hand again, pulling Killua along out of the alley.]

A-anyway, let's go, in case they close soon!

If you headbutt me, I'll throw you. [ Killua says flatly, but despite his attempt a neutral-to-annoyed tone, his ears are still burning a nearly neon pink.

At least Gon gives up... Killua was running out of ways to protest that didn't involve just. making a break for it. fuck. ]

...o-okay. Finally!

[ as if it's Gon's fault they got delayed. Killua's not sure if the ice cream shop might close soon or not, or even if it's open, but now he's barely thinking about the ice cream at all. stupid Gon. ]

You're buying, for pulling a stunt like that.

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