Don't say, "I love you" | ✔️

XVII

⚠️Warning⚠️: Smut
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Killua could breathe. He was not human, but he required oxygen. Oxygen, was a thing him and Gon both shared a need for.

Only, Gon was a human and Killua was.....well he was slowly discovering that outside the supernatural realm, he was referred to as a lot of things.

But he could breathe. Breathing meant that he was alive. He could feel, he could hear, ect. He could love.

His heart belonged to his beloved.

A shiver ran down Killua's spine, as his sides ached. He laid back in the bed. "Gon." His ocean blue eyes blinked—he swore an image of his lover flickered before him.

But he could barely tell reality from hallucination. What were hallucinations but a quick breach in reality? He was breaching it—Gon's reality.

"No!" He flinched, squeezing his eyes shut. "Don't go get yelled at Gon! It's not your fault!" He reached out a single hand, only to have it clench around air.

He felt weak and powerless.

Feverishly, he touched his body, feeling the places where his wounds miraculously healed. Gon... his power source.

A question plagued his mind over Gon's words: "If he was sorry, why did he keep doing it?" Killua only had one answer. Everything he did was for Gon. He'd hunt him down to the ends of the....actually till the ends of his love for him.

An image of the boy by his bedside began to solidify. Hope flashed on Killua's face.

"Took you long enough!" Killua said, sitting up in bed. The time on his clock read 1:00 am.

Alluka sighed, "Sorry, we had a little talk." She winked at Gon as she left Killua's room. "Gon, good luck."

Killua sucked his teeth, "I don't approve of secrets." He looked at Gon. "I completely disrespect authority and trash talk, but I never hurt people with secrets."

Gon shrugged, "Our talk isn't a secret." He poked his boyfriend's cheek. "We talked about how love makes a superhero."

"Pff," Killua grunted. Typical Gon to talk about how everything led back to love. Maybe love was the most powerful force in the universe...Or maybe love was just a facade people used to justify actions. Leaning forward, he rested his forehead on Gon's shoulder. "You're right. You can just do it all with love."

Gon wrapped his bulky legs around Killua's slender waist. "That's not true." He seductively said in sensitive pointy ears. "Love only gets you so far."

The movements completely enthralled Killua's body. A compulsion filled him, as he tilted his head up. "Baby boy, what are you talking about?"

"You need to get better right?" Gon blushed as Killua advanced. Hungry blue eyes, made brown ones close meekly. "Long ago, I do remember saying my body was yours." The black haired teen pressed his lips softly against his boyfriend's forehead.

Killua snickered, "Are you suggesting I go crazy?" Their skin rubbed against each other, their clothes preventing more contact.

Gon licked playfully over Killua's lips. "Not to hurt me! I want to experiment on love! See if it's just like in my comics or what my mom thought..!"

Killua nipped harshly on Gon's ear, licking the lobe with his tongue. "I'm not a hero...You haven't even come close to meeting the real me." A malice grin came on his face, as he dug his nails into Gon's hips. "I'm a bad apple, rotten to the core. Once something rots it can't go back sweet, and if you hang around me too much, you'll become rotten too."