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Killua only meant to save a stranger.
Bloodied. Breathless. A man collapsing into his clinic at 2 AM, half-dead and wrapped in violence.
He knew something wasn't right about him, but he couldn't let him die at Pawlight under HIS watch.He never knew this stranger was the Don of THE Lucerna Famiglia.
He should've called the police.
Instead, he stitched Gonzalo Freecss back together.
Held him down through fevered shivers.
Watched those dark eyes burn through the dim light - not with gratitude, but with hunger.-
"I didn't catch your name," Gon said, eyes narrowed just slightly. "But I want you to remember mine."
Killua swallowed, throat bobbing. "You didn't give it."
Gon smirked faintly - a crooked, half-formed thing, like someone remembering how to do it.
"Gon Freecss."
He let the name sit in the space between them like a blade laid gently on the table.
"You must remember it."
Gon smiled.
Slow. Dangerous. As if he had already decided. Killua is his.