Rich In Love; KilluaxReader

Chapter Three

My head stirring in confusion I wake up to see a boy my age. He has white hair and fairly light skin, he doesn't seem to react to me noticing him. I don't know whether to move or not, him ignoring me makes me stutter my movements but nonetheless I move my head upwards towards the end of the bed to see if the room has changed. I see a plate of food but before I can make out any words he starts to talk.
"Hungry?" He asks in a non-concerned way.
-"Considering I don't even know where I am, not so much."
"Figures, how old are you even anyways?"
-"14, you?"
"Oh, 14 too. I'm Killua by the way."
-"I'm Y/N, are you here to torture me or something?"
"No. My dad told me to bring down this food to you and watch you for a while."
-"Watch me? Why?"
"He said he could let your arms rest for a bit but I would have to make sure you won't try to go anywhere."
-"Right, well what are you waiting for? My arms hurt!"
"Okay, okay. Just don't go near me, I have to stay on the bed but if you think about doing any funny business you're not going to be doing anything but laying in a grave."
'Wow, this family really doesn't show any mercy.'
-"Well I wouldn't want to make any moves anyway."

Killua starts to move his hand and it starts to make me nervous. He pulls a key out of his pocket and turns to my direction. To unlock both of my handcuffs he has to almost be on top of me, I start to think how he is going to move forward with this. I just stare down at the bed sitting up against the headboard the whole time to prevent any inconvenience for him. He seems to stop in his place when sitting up thinking about something, my hands start to sweat. He leans over and puts his leg over both of mine making him hover over me to reach the chains. Both of us blushing profusely, he quickly unlocks the cuffs and places my hands slowly down to my sides. 'He moves so swiftly, and his hands are so soft and gentle.' I think.

Each of us sit there for a couple seconds reviewing what just happened in our heads. I look back at the food at the end of the bed and I figure I could try to eat to fill the empty vibe in the room. I drag the plate towards me and inspect what food I have to pick from. The vast majority is a scramble of cucumber, celery and carrots with the side of ranch. Maybe because they knew I wouldn't be able to get down much food in a state like this. I surprisingly eat everything that's on the plate and finish with a completed feeling. I turn to Killua, who has just been turning to the wall to look at me every once in a while. I caught him staring right at me which made him flinch to jolt back to the wall.

He's in a sort of comfortable position but ready to get up to a steady stance at any moment.
"How's you're cut feeling" He asks in a genuine tone.
-"Better, are you the one wh cleaned it up?"
"Yeah I guess you could say that but only because my dad asked me to so don't get any thoughts."
-"Oh, well thanks anyways."

I start to wonder what time of the day it is because I start to feel a little somnolent. Asking Killua what hour it is isn't a question, I'm too scared to even turn to look at him. The whole time Killua has been here he's given off a very obscure feeling that has filled the room, except when he unlocked my cuffs. In that moment when I could feel his body warmth on top of my bare skin I felt 'safe?' No way, he's an assassin, how can he feel safe?

Too nervous to make a noise, I lay down on my side over the covers and rest my eyes. The bed I lay in isn't too big, maybe a twin or a full. I can feel Killua's warmth from where I am and I'm almost positive he can feel mine. I'm surprised he hasn't moved away or even scooted over, this makes me think of my surroundings and I realize how cold I am. I start to shiver and chatter my teeth but quickly stop so Killua doesn't notice. SInce he hasn't shifted himself away from me I think 'What's a little closer?' As soon as I move an inch he moves faster than anything I've ever seen before. But instead of him moving off my bed he moves on top of me gripping my neck, hard enough to where it's difficult to breath but not at the point where i'm coughing. He stares at me with a blank face then gives a vouchsafed but deadly grin. He slowly picks himself off of me and sits up.

"I told you not to test your luck did I not?'
-"I- I'm sorry, I couldn't control it, I'm freezing."
"You could've gotten under the covers before doing that."
-"That option was a lot more boring."
"Huahhh??" He looks as if he's in a bewildered state.
-"Never mind, oh and what time is it?"
"Around 9 at night I think."
-"Okay well goodnight I guess."

As I close my eyes to rest them once again I don't hear footsteps approaching the door but instead I hear a faint plop on the other side of the bed, 'So he's here to stay.'