𝖍𝖝𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘

Annoying Asshole

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Summary: You're blunt, he's blunt, but on a night where you're both tired, blunt comes off as insulting. So you hash Ging out for being a dickhead and let slip some words you didn't mean to say. You weren't to concerned because he's dense as hell, but for once the man actually thought, and it was you he thought about.

Author: sheerxfiction (on tumblr)

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You had spent a good chunk of your life chasing after the stupidest man alive, refusing to let him escape you after all he had done. It wasn't anything bad per se, just that he had taught you the foundations of nen from the ground up and was the entire reason you were already such a successful and capable hunter nowadays. 

The dumbass in question was Ging Freecss, and you finally found him again after a few years worth of searching. When you did, you refused to leave his side and forced yourself into a partnership with him that took an incredible amount of persuasion for him to accept. Regardless of your methods, what mattered was that he agreed, and you had been travelling with him ever since.

In the months spent together, both of you were somewhat of an annoyance to each other. Both your personality and his were exuberant in nature, leading to a lot of loud conversations and even nagging amongst yourselves for any reason you could find. Butting heads was common for you two, and you rather enjoyed it most of the time. It meant that you could have an excuse to get closer to him, which in turn fuelled your entire reason for finding him in the first place: your strange attraction to him.

Now you had no idea how the man felt about you, but almost all of your interactions left you with a bubbly feeling of joy in your chest. No matter how crude, obnoxious, or blunt he was, you always ended up laughing with him in the end. 

You couldn't help how you felt about him despite all his flaws, and you secretly hoped that he too would gain similar feelings for you himself. There was the odd occasion where you thought he might feel the same, but you didn't want to jump to conclusions and harm your friendship. So, you carried on in peace and enjoyed the company as it was. That is, until tonight rolled around.

Both of you had been running around for days without rest in a comfortable place, and you had enough by now. It took a bit of convincing again, but you finally managed to sway Ging to stay in a hotel for a couple of nights and take a break from the constant movement outdoors.

 You were exhausted on every level possible both physically and mentally, and you wanted nothing more than a cozy bed to curl up in and sleep in warmth. When you got to the hotel, you practically dragged Ging through it as you haggled for a reasonably priced room with two queen beds for a few nights. You only let go of him once you were successfully in the room, face planting onto the bed nearest to the door seconds after you released him.

"Ugh finally. My hand is free of your death grip." Ging whined as he shook out his hand, sitting himself on the other bed. "You're stuck to me like glue I swear."

"Hah, got a problem with that?" You retorted, turning your head sideways so you could speak with him.

"Yeah. You're annoying as hell, and the fact that I can't shake your dumb ass drives me insane." He replied, sticking out his tongue.

"I told you once I found you again I wouldn't be leaving." You snorted. "You let me stay, so you can't possibly hate me that much, nerd."

"I definitely taught you too well. You're too good for me to outrun now and you're stuck to me like a goddamn urchin." Ging said.

"Oh boo hoo. You've been eating cold microwave burritos for the last four months and sleeping in fucking caves. The one time I swindle us a hotel for a good price and got you a nice bed to sleep in instead of dirt, all you can do is complain. C'mon Ging, enjoy yourself a little." You scolded.