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Gon munches on a fry, and his eyes dart to Killua, who is absentmindedly staring at his plate.
“Killua? What’s wrong? You’re not eating your food."
Killua lets out a small, quiet gasp and glances up, staring at Gon.
Is this a date...?
Gon’s wearing his usual attire, and all they’re doing is eating fast food. It hardly qualifies.
Killua had no idea, so he had gone with a mix of casual, wearing a striped turtleneck, and cute, with a denim overall dress, purple clunky sneakers, and puffy white socks that peek over the edges of his shoes.
He grabs a fry, dips it into the ketchup, and sighs.
But then...
Killua glances over at the bag beside him.
Gon had...
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“Watcha looking at, Killua?"
Killua shakes his head and grabs another box of candy from the shelf, which he now holds in a bundle.
Gon’s eyes pop out of his head as he grabs a basket, letting Killua dump all the candy into it.
Killua fidgets, and his eyes land on the shelf again.
A teddy bear holding a box of chocolates.
Gon blinks and tilts his head.
“Do you want that, Killua?"
Killua jumps, takes a step back, shyly glances behind him, then stomps his foot down.
“N-No! Idiot!"
He shoves past Gon, who totters slightly to regain balance as the basket of candy throws him off.
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That’s what he said, and the idiot still…
Killua peeks into the bag, slowly pulls the bear out, and looks at its derpy glass eyes and soft plush ears.
He had already eaten the candy the bear once held.
It’s cute…
Killua smiles, makes sure Gon is absorbed in eating his fries, then quickly hugs the bear, letting out a small giggle.
Gon isn’t absorbed for long because when Killua looks up, Gon is staring at him.
And his face is red?
Killua squeaks and turns bright red, shoving the bear back into the bag while Gon continues to stare.
“W-What?!"
Gon closes his mouth and smiles.
“Nothing. You’re cute, Killua!"
H-Hweh…?
C-Cute…?
The tips of Killua’s ears turn bright red as he grabs a nearby fork and stabs it into the table.
“S-Shut up!"
Gon sweats and stares at the fork embedded in the table.
“I’m glad it made you happy, Killua. You deserve to be happy."
Killua squeaks and mumbles shyly about “how he’s not”, all while reaching into the bag, grabbing the plush, and holding it close, hiding his blush.
Gon smiles.
Killua’s cute.