The Sun Also Sets || Killua X Male Reader ||

It Was Good...

Rain pounds South Boston. Crollo sits with the Cadillac fiddling, humming to the radio. Hisoka and Feitan sit in the back,sharing a case of beer. y/n is at a pay phone. "Hello?"Killua asks y/n hangs up and runs back to the car, soaked."Who'd you call?"Crollo asks, "No one. I didn't have the number."y/n classifies, "What are you, a troglodyte? You went all the way out there in the rain and you didn't have the number?" Feitan insults, 'No, it was your mother's 900 number. I just ran out of quarters."y/n quips back, Laughter ensues. And Crollo pulls away from the curb. "Why don't we get off mothers, I just got off yours." Fetian tries to insult, There is a long moment of silence in response to Feitan's attempt at levity. Then laughter. "You're a pretty funny guy. Here, have a nickel."Hisoka mocks, "And i couldn't get off of yours even if I tried."y/n continues, and more laughter, Hisoka Whips his empty beer can off of Feitan's head. "Keep fuckin' with me. Watch what happens."Feitan yells, "All right, then."Hisoka relents, 'Watch what happens."He keeps going

y/n sits across from Leorio completely silent and takes out a pack of cigarettes. "No smoking." y/n puts the cigarettes away. Leorio stares at y/n and occasionally at the clock. Leorio continues to check the clock on the wall. It is the only clock in the room and it is Behind y/n. Their hour is almost up. y/n's Eye's interact with the clock.He is counting seconds. As the second hand crosses the twelve, y/n stands up and walks out, leaving Leorio alone. Bisky and Leorio walk down the hallway after the session."What do you mean "he didn't talk?" You sat there for an hour?"She interrogates, "No, he just sat there and counted the seconds until the session was over. It was pretty impressive, actually."He informs, "Why would he do that?" "To show me he doesn't have to talk to me if he doesn't want to."He clears, "Oh, what is this? Some kind of staring contest between two kids from the "old neighborhood?" "She teases, "I won't talk first."Crollo drops y/n off at his apartment, watches him walk up the steps.

and the Next day Crollo pulls up to the curb and walks up the steps to y/n's front door. After a beat, y/n emerges. They get back in [the car]. y/n and Crollo are at work. Crollo shows y/n how to be a man. "Listen you have to, excuse me ought to, stride along." He tells y/n, "ought to? isn't that word too big for your brain? like how long did it take you to learn it?"y/n Jokes, "hey i learned it, because i thought you'd like you it you fancy prick." and the both of them explode laughing,"you're breaking my heart."y/n jokes back.

The bar is a bit more crowded than usual. y/n and Crollo walk back to their table, carrying beers. They pass a table of People, local regulars getting just as bombed as the guys. These People are a little overdone. Too much make-up, too much hairspray, and too much body for such tight outfits. One of the guys, Krystyn, smiles at y/n who seems subdued. krystyn greets "Hi, y/n." "How you doin', Krystyn. "He greets back, They pass the table of girls. Crollo looks at one, ruefully. "I didn't get on kurapika last night."Crollo begins, "Why not? "y/n responds, "I don't know."Crollo answers, y/n's heart just isn't in it.y/n takes off "I'm takin' off." "We're goin' late night."they all inform him, "I'm tired."y/n tells them.

y/n and Bisky work together at the board. They communicate non-verbally as they collaborate on a problem. After a particularly amusing series of numbers, they share a look and laugh. however the solution came mainly from y/n's mind.

y/n and Leorio sit in silence. A long moment passes. Leorio casually reclines in his chair, disinterested. y/n restlessly looks around the room and then back to Leorio. An odd half smile crosses Leorio's face. After a moment: "You know, I was on this plane once. And I'm sittin' there and the captain comes on and is like "we'll be cruising at 35,000 feet," and does his thing, then he puts the mike down but forgets to turn it off. Then he says "man, all I want right now is a blow-job and a cup of coffee." So the stewardess goes runnin' up towards the cock-pit to tell him the mike's still on, and this guy in the back of the plane goes "don't forget the coffee!" "y/n jokes. Leorio smiles "You've never been on a plane." "I know, but the joke's better if I tell it in the first person."A silence between the two until y/n continues, "I have been laid you know." Leorio smiles. "Yeah? You got a lady now?" "nah a guy, but Yeah, I went on a date last week."I respond, "How'd it go?"Leorio questions, "Fine."y/n answers him,"Well, are you going out again?" "I don't know."y/n admits, "Why not?"Leorio presses, "Haven't called him." y/n looks away, "Jesus Christ, you are an amateur."Leorio's bemused , "I know what I'm doing. he's different from the other guys I met. We have a really good time. he's smart,beautiful, fun..."He trails off, "So Christ, call her up Romeo." "Why? So I can realize he's not so smart. That he's boring. You don't get it. Right now he's perfect, I don't want to ruin that."y/n defends, "And right now you're perfect too. Maybe you don't want to ruin that."Leorio's comment rings with y/n who says nothing. "Well, I think that's a great philosophy y/n, that way you can go through your entire life without ever having to really know anybody."Leorio looks directly at y/n, who looks away. "My wife used to turn the alarm clock off in her sleep. I was late for work all the time because in the middle of the night she'd roll over and turn the damn thing off. Eventually I got a second clock and put it under my side of the bed, but it got to where she was gettin' to that one too. She was afraid of the dark, so the closet light was on all night. Thing kept me up half the night.Eventually I'd fall asleep, out of sheer exhaustion and not wake up when I was supposed to cause she'd have already gotten to my alarms." y/n smiles, Leorio takes a beat."My wife's been dead two years, y/n. And when I think about her, those are the things I think about most. Little idiosyncrasies that only I knew about.Those made her my wife. And she had the goods on me too. Little things I do out of habit. People call these things imperfections y/n. It's just who we are. And we get to choose who we're going to let into out weird little worlds. You're not perfect Sport. And let mesave you the suspense, this Boy you met isn't either. The question is, whether or not you're perfect for each other.You can know everything in the world,but the only way you're findin' that one out is by giving it a shot. You sure won't get the answer from an old fucker like me. And even if I did know, I wouldn't tell a piss ant like you." y/n smiles. A beat. "Why not? You told me every other fuckin' thing. You talk more than any shrink I ever met."y/n jokes, Leorio laughs."I teach this shit, I didn't say I knew how to do it."He throws back, "You ever think about gettin' remarried?"y/n asks, "My wife's dead." "Hence, the word remarried."He keeps on going, "My wife's dead." "Well I think that's a wonderful philosophy, Leorio. That way you can go through the rest of your life without having to really know anyone."y/n responds with wit , A beat. Leorio smiles. "Time's up."