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“Killua…”
He had been searching for so long… he never thought he’d see the boy made out of moonlight again. It has been a year since East Gorteau…
Some things were different, new… but that striking hair, those deep eyes filled with so much emotion. It was all striking, stunning Killua.
“Palm and the others told me you were alive, but…”
Killua tenses, a large pair of beautiful white and brown wings pinning to his back, the blood dripping on the ground undeniably not crimson.
“Killua, why?”
Panic seizes in Killua’s heart, panic and fear shining in those big blue eyes.
He stumbles back, biting down furiously into his lip with sharp teeth.
Why…? Why?
“Because! Look at me!”
These appendages aren’t human; these legs that resemble a human… aren’t. A hard exoskeleton. These hands with only three fingers sharing that same exoskeleton. The small antennas that protrude from his head, hidden partially by his hair, soft wispy locks.
He balls his hands up, looking down, his frame shaking.
“I didn’t want you to hate me! I-I-I’m the same as that thing that-that killed Kite!”
He didn’t want to see Gon’s features twist into hate and disgust towards him…
He stayed hidden in the shadows, helping behind the scenes.
It was the only way…
A shiver runs down his spine, recalling how cold everything was… that was the last time he saw his blood all around him crimson.
He may not be human anymore. It was the only way. And he… didn’t care. As long as he got to help Gon. Anything for Gon. Killua knew… he knew he’d never be able to be face to face with Gon again…
So why…?
And why isn’t Gon looking at him in horror, rage, there’s a slight furrow to his eyebrows, and something sad, but…
“You are nothing like that.”
Gon steps forward and Killua winces, taking a step back on his injured ankle.
“You are so brave and strong and so, so kind and beautiful…”
Gon takes another step, and another, and Killua is frozen until he is staring into those determined eyes.
“And something I wish I would have realized earlier…”
Gon cups Killua’s cheek, rubbing away a stray tear, wishing to take all of Killua’s pain with it.
Killua’s skin is soft, delicate, like a baby’s.
Killua is delicate…
“You’re so fragile.”
Something he never saw. Killua sheltered tears and sorrow behind a hard gaze or a snappy attitude.
But right now, Gon can see it so clearly in Killua’s eyes, tears brimming up, that sadness and fear, and he wants to tell Killua it’s all okay, he can cry.
“So I’ll protect you this time.”
Because fragile things need to be cradled and held and wrapped in warmth and kept safe.
He tugs his hand away, Killua drawing in a gasp of air.
“You can’t. I’m a monster. More than before.”
Something boils in Gon. It isn’t towards Killua. Sweet Killua. Who was never a monster.
“You’re as beautiful as you’ve always been.”
He should have never let Killua go.
Killua’s always been good at keeping a straight face. A smile. Whatever he needs to be. Even if Killua could shoot lighting from the sky and move mountains, almost like a god, he was delicate.
Gon wishes Killua would just call him stupid, say that he was embarrassing, but there are only conflicting emotions in Killua’s eyes, twisted in his eyebrows that are pushed down, buried deep like his sharp teeth are into his still very pretty pink lips.
Killua shakes his head once, twice, backing away slowly; Gon winces for Killua when he hears a snap.
Killua’s ankles give out before his knees can even buckle.
Gon has no idea if they are actually broken, just sprained, or anything like that. He doesn’t even have time to think, his body moves faster than his brain, and Killua is engulfed in warmth.
Warm. Gon is warm.
Fire burns his eyes and scrapes his throat, his chest heavy, his ears hot.
He forgets the splintering pain, digging his fingers into Gon’s jacket, tears streaming down his face.
“Killua…”
Gon’s touches are assertive and strong but gentle; he’s careful when lifting Killua up, not wanting to hurt him more, or tear his wings, nothing at all.
He holds Killua close to his chest, lowering his nose into Killua’s fluffy nest of hair for a moment.
He still smells like Killua.
He’s the same sweet Killua.
“Killua?”
Killua stirs, blinking back tears and sniffing softly, a cough getting stuck in his chest, as he stares at a few loose strings against Gon’s same old horribly ugly… yet comforting jacket.
He doesn’t wanna go.
He doesn’t-
It’s a whirlwind that feels like it’s ripping him apart; all these thoughts and feelings, and he feels Gon’s thumb rub against the blade of his bony shoulder, holding him closer.
It doesn’t help.
He buries his nose into Gon’s chest until it hurts his nose and his antennas.
“Hey… hey… shhh… it’s okay.”
Stupid.
Stupid!
“Killua?”
He doesn’t dare look, yet…
He takes a peek, and Gon is wearing that same dumb expression he always does of pure resolve.
“We’ll be together forever, okay? And I’ll protect you.”
Stupid. There’s no way that could be true… but…
Just for a while… let him indulge…
Gon’s arms are warm and strong.
And… and he wants to stay.
Thinking about Hanahaki & Star Tear disease. Aged up (18 y/o) Killua since I was him for Halloween this year.
WARNINGS: Angst, Blood, Death, No comfort, Killugon mentions, My own version of Star Tear disease
For Killua, the flowers you'd spit up would be Heliotropes. They mean everlasting love.
Killua has always loved Gon, never taking his eyes off of him. When you came into the group of four, you never expected to fall for the platinum blonde boy. Yet you did. Killua never looked at you or gave you a second thought. The only person who ever actually loved you, even just as a sibling, was Kurapika. So obviously you told him when you got Hanahaki and Star Tear disease.
Surprisingly, you were able to slow both of them down with Nen, though you refused to get surgery or confess to Killua. You were content dying for him. Eventually, Gon, in front of the group, asked you what romantic love was to you.
“Love is when you're willing to die for someone, even if there's a cure. Just so you won't forget them. Love is when you're slowly going blind for them because you won't confess your love to them, as they are in love with someone else, and to hear it would only cause more pain. Love is painful.. Physically, emotionally, and psychologically..”
You had started to cry halfway through your answer, making your Star Tear disease known to the group. Watching as your tears left your cheeks, became dark blue stars, and floated to the ceiling, they all gasped. All but Kuripika, who knew and had seen you cry before. Your vision went more blurry, even after you'd stopped crying.
That was the first time he'd looked at you. It was the first time he'd actually seen you. And all he saw was someone so foolishly loyal to an asshole. Then they all witnessed you cough up flowers and blood. They were full flowers, which meant you were closer to dying.
Out of concern, they all took you to the hospital where the doctor explained.
“First, Hanahaki disease is a disease that kills someone who has unrequited love for someone. Hanahaki is when, because of that unrequited love, flowers sprout in the victims lungs. They will slowly cough up petals, turned to petals with blood, turned to full flowers, turned to full flowers with blood. Each one of these is a stage. The last stage is the closest to death. The flowers the victims cough up have meaning, y/n is coughing up Heliotropes, and Heliotropes mean everlasting love. The cure is to either have your unrequited love to love you back or to take the surgery.
Star Tear disease is a disease that turns the victims' tears to stars. Generally, these stars are the favorite color of the victims' unrequited love. The victims will slowly become blind the more they cry. The only cure is to confess to your unrequited love.
Unfortunately, Y/n decided not to take the surgery. We cannot do anything without his consent.”
(Time skip cause I'm impatient)
It has been weeks since you last went to that doctor. You were now almost fully blind. You decided you wanted to take a walk with Killua.
“It's been a while since we last talked, huh?”
“Yea, Y/n..”
“I can't wait for you and the group to go back to York New City. I thought I'd be able to go this time.”
“What do you mean, Y/n? You are going to go with us”
“Killua—” You had a coughing fit, now coughing up a bunch of flowers and blood. You gave him a sad look and put your hand on his cheek. “—I love you so much - I just couldn't forget you.” You went limp just as quick as you had confessed to him.
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Killua put Heliotropes down on your grave. It had been years. He should be over you, shouldn't he? He regrets not realizing he loved you sooner. It hurts him knowing if he had just looked at you before you were dying—
“I love you too, Y/n.. I miss you so so much..”
**Title: Seven Minutes in Heaven**
Short little fan fiction about Gon x Killua confessing their feelings in a game of seven minutes in heaven! There is Leorio x kurapika content too, but more so them being in love and supporting parents!
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The dimly lit room was buzzing with excitement and nervous energy. It was a typical night for the group of friends, but tonight felt different. The atmosphere was charged with unspoken feelings, especially between
a certain pair: Gon Freecss and Killua Zoldyck. They’d navigated countless challenges together, yet this simple game of “Seven Minutes in Heaven” brought the most formidable challenge of all: vulnerability.
Leorio and Kurapika sat together on the couch, their fingers intertwined. They’d long since settled into a comfortable relationship, and while they teased their friends about their obvious crushes, they couldn’t help but hope that Gon and Killua would finally take the leap.
“Kurapika, do you think it’ll happen today?”
“Maybe Leo~”
“Let’s hope, it’s getting tiring seeing them all shy.” “LEORIO!” Kurapika playfully smacked his arm.
“Alright, everyone!” Leorio announced, his voice cheerfully cutting through the ambient chatter. “If we’re going to play this, we need to set some ground rules. Only the brave shall proceed into the ‘heaven’ of that closet!”
“Don’t you dare call it that.” Killua rolled his eyes, suppressing a grin. His gaze instinctively flicked to Gon, whose excited smile made his heart race. Maybe tonight would unveil the feelings they’d both kept buried.
“Let’s get started!” Kurapika clapped his hands, his anticipation palpable. “We’ll draw names randomly, and everyone must take their turn. But… let’s keep Hisoka out of it, alright?”
Gon chuckled, but there was a tinge of worry in his eyes. Hisoka was unpredictable, and the thought of him alone with either himself or Killua made Gon's stomach churn
“Why not? I promise to behave!” Hisoka chimed, appearing out of nowhere, a mischievous smile plastered on his face. The flamboyant clown had a knack for drama, and the tension skyrocketed as he licked his lips, clearly reveling in the suspense.
“I think our odds of survival decrease significantly if Hisoka is part of the game,” Killua mumbled, his expression tinged with anxiety. “Babs, stop scaring the children.” Illumi interjected.
The games began, laughter and giggles punctuating the room as each participant disappeared into the closet for their seven minutes.
Kurapika and Leorio emerged first, their cheeks flushed, and their smiles a mix of triumph and giddiness.
“Leorio, it’s our turn what should we do.” “I think you know what, Kurapika.” “Do I~” his words were interjected by Leorio pulling Kurapika into a steamy kiss. “Leo..” Pika whispered.
The two emerged out of the closet looking flushed and slightly disheveled. “Oh my God, how unholy of you two~” Hisoka teased.
*CHROLL DESCENDS FROM THE HEAVENS*
“AH WHAT THE FUCK!” Killua screeched. “Did somebody call me?” Chrollo spoke. “Bitch get out of my house!” Kurapika responded. “
Pretty Kurapika, don’t be so mean to me.”
“HE’S TAKEN. IM GONNA KILL YOU!” Leorio charged at him.
“I think that’s my cue to leave, see you around Kurta~”
*Chrollo descends to hell*
“That was random as hell.” Illumi says while wheezing.
Finally, it was Gon’s turn to draw. “I got killua!! Yay come on.” “Baka! Don’t be so giddy.” Killua said blushing.
The rest of the group watched in anticipation, particularly Leorio and Kurapika, who were practically bubbling over with hope.
Just as the two boys stepped into the closet, the door creaked ominously. The moment it clicked shut, the familiar warmth of a shared space surrounded them. Time seemed to stretch, distorting their senses as they stood close yet uncertain.
“Um… so, what should we…” Gon began, his voice barely a whisper, filled with exhilaration and nerves.
, Hisoka swung open the door of the closet, a wide grin on his face. “I couldn’t help it! I need to protect my little Gon from… bad influences!” His tone dripped with mischief, eyes sparkling as they landed on Killua.
“Don’t you dare put your hands on him!” Killua growled, already outside of his comfort zone. The threat of Hisoka brought forth a primal urge to protect.
“Really? I just want to play!” Hisoka twirled, making a mock bow. “Is it so wrong for me to want to spend time with my favorite boy?”
. He glanced at Killua, who looked ready to unsheathe a blade at a moment's notice. The tension was palpable, a powder keg just waiting for a spark. “Killua it’s ok!”
“Hisoka, you have no right to barge in here,” Gon said firmly, surprising even himself. “You need to back off.”
“Look at you, so brave!” Hisoka laughed, unfazed. “But let’s see how brave you are alone — and how long Killua will stand by!”
Just then, Illumi stepped forward, his presence a cold shadow looming over them. “You should leave my brother alone, Hisoka.” His voice was low and menacing, and the room instantly quieted, tension thickening the air.
Startled, Hisoka held up his hands in mock surrender. “Alright, alright! I was merely playing a game!” With a flourish, he stepped back, practically skipping away from them.
The closet door finally closed behind them again, sealing Gon and Killua in their moment. The silence stretched, heavy with half-formed thoughts. It was then Gon mustered the courage to break the ice.
“Killua, I…” Gon’s voice trailed off, the raw honesty flickering between them like a flame.
“I feel the same. I’ve always felt the same.” Killua took a step closer, their hearts now racing in rhythm. “But I didn’t know how to say it.”
Gon smiled—this was the moment he had yearned for. “Maybe we don’t have to say it. Maybe we just have to understand it.”
With that, they leaned closer, the past few moments fading away in the glow of their realization. The world outside melted into insignificance as they shared a whisper that only they could hear, the door of the closet forgotten.
Meanwhile, somewhere in the room outside, Leorio grinned at Kurapika, relief washing over them like a tide. Their friends had finally started to piece together the puzzle, and with his eyes on Illumi, Kurapika hoped that perhaps tonight, darkness would stay at bay.
“We knew it Kurapika, today was the day!!” He squeezed the blonds hand tighter. “They did it.”
As the minutes passed, their prayers echoed in silence, wishing for a world where love, no matter how complicated, could always shine brightly in dark corners, just like the love blossoming in the closet between Gon and Killua. And in a moment, the world outside would be forever changed.
Killua Zoldyk from HunterxHunter
Hello! It’s me again!
I return with more art 🐺
Little hunter x hunter comic !
It’s cute, I wanted to draw this for a long time ! Oh ! And I will be posting a fanfic to go with haha, but sorry it will be in French
Hope you like it, our little Gon kun deserves a lot of love ❤️
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