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“Ah!”
Gon moves his hand out, catching him, and Killua grips his finger.
“Wow! Careful.”
Gon hums with a concerned smile as Killua glances up, the tips of his ears red as he slowly lets go of Gon’s index finger.
Killua’s wings flap twice in quick succession.
Gon stares with his mouth open, and his face feels warm.
Killua’s so cute…
“You sure do get excited about fashion, don’t you? Almost as excited as you do over chocolate.”
Killua humphs, sticking his nose in the air and folding his arms across his chest.
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“Gon! Can you buy me this!”
He makes sure to look back at Alluka, and Alluka rolls her eyes.
Gon stares at the huge rainbow-colored lollipop, somehow feeling the pain radiating to his teeth.
“Big Brother, aren’t you a bit old for that?”
Alluka comments snidely, and Killua gasps and puffs out his cheeks.
“G-Gon…? Do you think I’m too old for it?”
Killua looks up at him with big blue eyes, and Gon shifts his balance, holding Killua with one arm and letting one hand free.
“Of course not, princess. But didn’t you complain about your tooth hurting the other day?”
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Alluka stares right at Gon, dead in the eyes.
“I don’t care what you do. But if you don’t treat my brother right or aren’t gentle, well… I hear testicles are quite the delicacy in some places…”
Gon laughs nervously.
He slowly walks out of the kitchen, holding his small bundle of cuteness in his arms.
Who is very unhappy with him.
“I’m sorry, princess; I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
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Ah… Gon swears this has happened before… again… and again…
But he really can’t resist Killua’s cute face!
“I don’t wanna… do it for me! You’ve got big dumb strong arms!”
After Killua says that, his face falls, and then he squeaks.
Gon smirks.
“I do?”
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“Gon…!”
He stands up slowly, adjusting the edge of his green skirt, and smiles.
He pulls the book close to his chest, and Gon blinks slowly.
Killua’s so pretty, his smile, the cute little flush to his cheeks, the way his small fingers grasp the book close…
“You’re wearing that green dress again. It looks nice.”
Killua’s lips part just slightly, and he sways back and forth in place, moving the book to one crook of his arm and tucking some strands of hair behind his ear.
“Y-You do like it, right?”
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