Silenced

Warmth

Everything feels so warm. The small ray of morning sun that peaked through that crack in the curtain. The heavy covers tossed over his body. Those strong, limp arms wrapped around his waist and holding him close. It's so warm.

Killua's about to kick Gon out of the fucking bed.

Warmth and summertime do not mix well, and Gon produces body heat like a damn dog. It's making Killua uncomfortably sweaty, and he groans as he struggles to kick off the blanket from what's not even his side of the bed anymore, seeing as Gon is directly behind him, clinging and snoring his peaceful little ass off as he works part time being a heater.

"Mmn..." Gon suddenly groans, shifting ever so slightly as that arm around Killua's waist tightens. Killua sighs heavily, wiping sweat from his forehead and shoving Gon away. The man lets out another little murmur before blindly reaching for Killua's arm, pulling him right back into bed before he could even make an attempt at getting out of it.

Killua glares, raising a brow and turning to face the idiotic, possibly fake sleeping man that was his boyfriend. Sure, Gon was clingly in his sleep, but this was just excessive. Killua couldn't move a single inch without those stupid, warm arms tightened around him.

"Get off of me, you big baffoon," Killua grumbles under his breath, glaring at the man as he struggles to rip Gon's arms off of him. But, having just woke up, his strength was certainly no match. So, with no other resort, Killua slumps down and sinks into Gon's arms, pretending to get comfortable... Only for his sharp teeth to sink down into Gon's skin.

"Ow, son of a!-" Gon exclaims immediately, shoving Killua away and faking a pout as he dramatically repeated the words "ow" over and over again. Killua scoffs, rushing up from the bed to escape while he still had the chance. He stares down at his boyfriend with an unamused little glare, making Gon chuckle a little and tilt his head.

"What? Not a fan of morning cuddles?" He asks.

"Uhm, no. Not when the person cuddling me might as well be a fucking stove!"

Gon laughs softly, rolling his eyes at Killua's dramatics. He sits himself up and tosses the covers off of himself, his body and the sheets slicked with sweat. "Hah, I guess it is getting hot..." Gon responds.

Killua sighs with the shake of his head, grumbling something incoherent under his breath as the scowl remains stuck on his face. What an idiot this man could be, seriously. Sometimes Killua wonders how he even fell for him...

But then Gon looks up at Killua with that chirpy and silly kind of smile, and Killua's sure he's about to have a heart attack and die right on the spot. His stomach still does all these spins and twists and turns no matter how many times he witnesses the joy on this man's face. Killua can be stuck with Gon all his life, and the warmth of that particular smile would forever hold the same affect on him.

Taking a long moment of simply collecting himself, Killua eventually smiles back; his own soft and gentle little smile that makes Gon have to stop for a moment and just stare. Gon was well aware of the things his smile does to Killua, but what the silver-hair male never knew was that his smile had its own little affect to it.

Killua's so pretty when he smiles, Gon thinks with a happy little sigh, his eyes glued to the softness of Killua's face. Or, at least he thought he was only thinking it- Until he watches the pale face flush to a pink, those blue eyes narrow, and the smile flicker into more of an off-guarded expression. Watching every little change in Killua's expression when he gets flustered is just as good as seeing him smile that sweet little smile.

"I- You-... You really don't need to say crap like that out loud, you know. It's embarrassing," Killua mutters out, crossing his arms as that little scowl returns. Gon only laughs, pushing his legs out of bed and looking up at Killua. He reaches his arms out, grabbing that perfect waist and trailing his hands up the memorized trail of his frame.