Don't say, "I love you" | ✔️

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⚠️Warning⚠️: Smut
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The power of the human imagination has no boundaries. As the saying goes, "If you think it, you can achieve it." Sure there are limits to what this common saying can be applied to, but it comes down to how hard are you willing  to work.

Gon didn't mind the work part...it was where his mind wandered that scared him.

He'd have lucid dreams about things. Hard, rough, kinky things...these said 'kinks' he buried deep in his mind. Pretending to forget about it was easy, but now it was starting to dawn on him that maybe his imagination wasn't that imaginary.

Nervously, he sat in the living room, gnawing on the ends of his nails. His brown eyes dashed up to see Ging and Mito, in the office still arguing about the car. Kite was sitting beside him, mashing a few buttons on the video game controller.

"So are we gonna run this again or what?" Kite asked. The man always had this dullness to his voice. It wasn't like he was annoyed as much as he was bothered to be living life. He looked at Gon, in disgust. "Don't chew your nails and then touch my controller."

Gon lowered his hand from his mouth. A slight eyebrow raised in challenge, "Why? We're basically brothers."

"That doesn't mean I want your germs." Kite retorted.

The black haired boy frowned slightly. 'Germs....' He was certain he didn't have anything deadly. But sometimes he couldn't be sure. He wondered if.... stealing a look down at the blood coming from the ends of his nails.

"Doesn't that hurt?" Kite murmured, looking at Gon's nails then back to the video game.

"It sorta feels soothing." Gon brought his nails closer to his mouth. Slipping his tongue out he ran it over the ends. "Gives me chills..tickles my insides."

The 21 year old snorted, "If this is your way of coping at 16, can't picture what you'll do when you're 18. You'll probably be into BDSM." He flicked his finger to move the analog stick.

At the mention of that Gon's face went crimson red. His mind hot wiring him a very vivid image of him and Killua—it made his stomach do flip-flops. Loudly he yelled, "Aunt Mito!!"

"Hey... Chill out!" Kite tilted the hat on his head slightly. "I'm just messing you." He took off his hat and placed it over Gon's mouth. "Unless you like this choking stuff."

The smaller boy barked out a muffled, "Go back to community college!" He slapped the hat down harshly.

"I'm done with that."

"I don't care. GO BACK!"

"You know you'll miss me."

"Yeah I will...." Gon smiled slyly, "I'll miss you kicking my ass in video games."

"Hey!" Kite scolded, "Don't use that word."

"Ass! Ass! Thicc ass." Gon stood up, and pointed his finger gun at his butthole. "Haha! Ha! I just fucking!" He moved his thumb like pulling the trigger. "Shoot thicc bullets up my own asshole, because I'm that much of a failure."

Kite slapped the back of Gon's head harshly. "Stop it! You're making me cringe harder than the my dick feels like corn, meme."

"Gosh! Learn to take a joke instead of being such a bump on the log." Gon went cross-eyed and stuck his tongue out, attempting to make his best thirsty Hentai bitch face. "Isn't this a little bit humorous to you?"

The man rolled his eyes. "I'm only entertaining this, because it's your birthday." Kite said. Standing up, he reached for his hat. "Gosh. Just the way you react, you're already so much like Ging. You both even have a knack for trouble." Kite moved over to scuffle up Gon's wild black hair losing him up into talking about the subject matter. "So I'm sure you'll find a slick way to beat me in Fortnite."