Green Is Your Color||KilluaxGon

[13] Deep Shit

TW!! : Dominic being an asshole , second hand embarrassment , (Guys, Killua's in deep shit)

Dear Gon,

To say I'm thrilled to be in contact with you again would be a total understatement. I'm so happy to finally be able to talk with you again!
How's Cali treating you? Do they really have flawless beaches and fake snow?
Hey, and how are you? You haven't...dated anyone since we broke up, have you? Not to say that you're bound to what we used to be, but you know, it'd still kind of be a bummer for me. I still love you, Gon. And maybe this time we could make long distance work out? We were so similar, it's just impossible to imagine me being with someone else. I like to think we're each other's perfect match.
I'll cut this all short, but here, text me (I finally got a phone!).
(212) - XXX - XXXX
Much love, Retz

Gon reread the letter he'd first received from his ex-girlfriend over and over, now making for the twelfth time this week.

Upon receiving the letter followed a most uncomfortable question from Retz. She did say he could answer whenever, but would her study time be a good time to come out to an ex-girlfriend? He'd have to suppose so.

Retzzz bby > if we can't be together again, who is it that's stolen your big heart?

Gon(e) > hey, so I know you said I could answer your question anytime i wanted. i guess while youre busy would be ideal.

Gon took it as a good sign when her profile still showed she was offline.

Gon(e) > i like guys too. i have a boyfriend,m and hes great, really. he makes me smile, laugh. i know youre still yk in love with me, but i just cant love u anymore. ive moved on and found someone new. dont get me wrong though, ur a great friend Retz and j cherish our friendship. i hope you wont see me differently and u could continue to be my friend.

Gon exhaled a sigh of relief and tossed his head back. He'd have to officially be up for school in five and a half hours, yet still he stayed up this late doing miscellaneous things to distract himself from the things around him.

He lifted his phone once more to set his alarm and nearly threw up out of sheer fear.

Retzzz bby is typing . . .

He stared aggressively at his phone, chewing on his bottom lip before all movement ceased and the typing icon disappeared. What could be worse than getting a nasty response? Being left on read. His perfect fix? A nice, hot shower.

"So, what, you think—you think I'm gay?"

"Oh, no, Killua. I know so."

"You're fucking delusional, Dominic."

"First name basis? Woah, don't tell me you're hitting on me now!" He laughed, stepping closer to Killua. "Well, I guess not. I bet you're such a loyal boyfriend. Does he compliment you? Praise you? Are you his 'good boy?' Does he fuck you?—"

"Stop it! What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Killua shoved him back harshly, breathing heavily.

He thought about hurting him, Killua did. Jabbing him in the nose, watching him fall, climbing on top of him to continue what he started. He did, however, come to realize that both Dominic's mom and his mom were present and Dominic would have all the feels and means necessary to out him.

"Get the fuck out of my house."

"Awh, come on, don't tell me you're mad—"

"Get out."