Gonkillu Oneshots!

Hero

Og! Posted! On ao3! 2/13/2023!

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The destruction was minimal this time. It would have been nonexistent had everything gone to plan.

Killua sighs, tying up the last villain against a poll, hearing the telltale signs of an idiot already. He can hear the swishing of a cape against the wind and the smugness from here.

Killua stands up, brushing himself off, tucking shocking strands of silver behind his butterfly mask. He taps the edge of his boot against the ground, slicking a finger underneath the latex of his leotard near his ass and tugging it out, clearly feeling a gaze on him as he does so.

Killua scoffs, turning around.

Superidiot lands, smiling with a great set of pearly whites, slicking his ebony hair back.

"Good work out there today, Electricity."

Killua rolls his eyes, grabbing his yo-yo off the floor and sticking it back into its sheath at the side of his hip.

"It would have been perfect work if it wasn't for you, Flameturd."

The man seems unfazed, laughing and flying around to the front of Killua, getting right in his way.

"That's Flamestar to you!"

Killua sighs, walking around him, only for heat to burn his shoulder, and the man lands, pushing him back.

Killua hisses, glaring.

"Get off."

"Oh, come now! Is that how you thank your hero? You would've been done for if not for me!"

Killua flicks his wrist, electricity swarming out and biting the idiot's hand, who chuckles, taking another step forward, pushing Killua further back.

"I'm used to burning heat, dear; your little shocks don't hurt."

Killua doesn't have time for this. He wants to go home and just take a warm bath. His body aches and hurts, and his head is swarming.

The back of his purple boot hits the wall, and he turns around, gasping, glaring.

"Did you get the flowers I sent?"

Killua looks away, seething.

"Yes! You damn fool! What gives you the right?!"

Now, this idiot knows where he lives! Which means he knows where Alluka lives! Which means! If this idiot so much as let out one iota of information, the villains would know where they are...!

Killua tries to shove him back, the heat making him dizzy.

"What gives you the right to stalk me and discover my identity?!"

Flamestar's eyes seem to sparkle under the mask, and he grabs Killua's wrists, drawing a gasp from Killua's lips.

"Oh, it's not that big of a deal! After all, it's not like heroes never date or know each other's identities!"

Killua snorts; he can't believe this!

"You think we would date!?"

Stupid flame head tilts his head up, humming thoughtfully.

"Yes. We can be like Superman and Wonder Woman!"

Killua kicks near his leg, growling, trying to wriggle out of the tight grasp.

"You're nothing like Superman!"

Flamedumbass freezes, unlike his name, and chuckles, seeming to see himself as some hero of light and justice.