Gonkillu Oneshots!

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og posted on ao3! 3/12/2023!

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She's doing it again...

Killua puffs out his cheeks from behind the counter, holding his empty silver platter close to his chest.

She's clinging onto his Gon!

Well, Gon isn't really his... In fact, he's neither of theirs, and yet they have an ongoing rivalry over him.

Palm stands up on her tiptoes, giving her reach to Gon's cheek, pressing his muscular arm in between her chest, and Killua feels the urge to snap his platter in half.

Stupid hag... thinks she has one up on him because she can wear heels!

He pouts, looking down at his plain yellow flats.

He can hear Gon chuckle nervously as Palm places her hand on his chest, batting her eyelashes.

"You'll make sure to come again, right?"

That sultry voice makes him wanna puke, and Killua holds the ends of his poofy dress tight, grinding his teeth.

"Uh, sure! I like the food here!"

Killua sighs.

M-maybe she's right... that Gon would like someone mature and sexy... he embroidered cute little cats on his apron and wore cute hair clips... and-and... she has a skirt that barely covers anything!

Fine, he gives up, jolting when a customer whistles.

"Ey! Could use some food over here, sweetie!"

He's not in the mood for this... torn between throwing the platter of food at the customer and running back to the freezer and locking himself in and crying.

He sets his current platter to the side, grabbing the next order with a growl as Palm continues to coo over Gon.

While she's doing that, he has to serve all these idiots!

A-and he doesn't like them calling him cute!

H-he likes dressing cute for himself, not these idiots!

A-and Gon...

"Hurry it up!"

Oh... that does it! He's fed up!

Marching over, ready to lose his job when the world of balance is torn from him, and all the drinks on the platter go spilling onto the floor, a gasp leaving his lips.

His nose collides with something solid, and there's warmth around his waist, and he peels his eyes open slowly, dazed.

The platter lays next to the table sadly, glass all over the floor, and Killua looks up, everything from the tips of his ears to the back of his neck going bright red.

His hands are on Gon's chest, and he's basically in Gon's chest, and his heart starts to race as he struggles to collect himself.

"I-I-'mm!"

He squeaks, and Gon stares down worryingly, concern deep on his brow, a single strand of hair falling to his forehead; his hand is still on Killua's waist, keeping him up.

"Are you okay?"

Killua can feel Palm's hateful gaze, and his knees bend, and he grabs tightly to Gon's already tight white shirt.

"Seriously?!"

The man Killua wanted to throw the platter at starts to throw out a string of colorful words, and Gon glances back, glaring at him, effectively silencing him.

Killua is too dizzy and red to know what's going on, gasping when Gon picks him up by the waist and gently places him on the diner table next to the booth.

Killua stares dumbfounded, his mouth dry, as Gon looks him over.

"You're not hurt, right, Killua?"

E-eh?!

"H-huh? N-no..."

He...

His cheeks flush, and he tucks a strand of hair behind his ear.

"Y-you know me...?"

Gon's concerned look gets mixed with a smile as he gently places a warm, strong hand on his shoulder.

"Of course! I often notice you working hard here! And you dress so cutely, who couldn't notice you!"

Killua gasps, pressing the coolness of his palms to his cheeks, partially hiding as Gon chuckles, leaning down and staring at his ankle.

"Does this hurt...?"

Killua wants to lie and say no, but the moment Gon's fingers gingerly touch his ankle, pain flairs, and he bites back a whimper.

Gon stands up to his full height, and Killua blushes.

"You can't work like this."

Gon says firmly, like there are no other options.

"E-eh? B-but I! I need the job..."

"Nonsense!"

The only person who could beat Gon's height stands behind said giant, and Killua shrinks.

N-now what? Is the old hag going to fire him?

"I am personally giving you the day off, brat! Now take it!"

She folds her arms over her chest and winks, walking off and plopping the spill sign down over the wet spot with such strength, Killua is surprised it doesn't snap in half.

"Then it's settled!"

Gon says, and Killua bites his lip, hair falling into his face as he nods shyly.

"Hang on."

Gon scoops him up with ease with one arm, and Killua squeaks, yes, definitely not squeals.

M-maybe a little...

He hums happily, wrapping his arms around Gon's neck, giving Palm a look as Gon walks past her.

She clenches her fist, changing her snarl to a happy, glittery smile when Gon turns his head to talk to her.

"Thanks for everything."

She waves, playing with the edge of her brown ponytail, her expression falling the moment Gon isn't looking.

Killua sticks his tongue out at her and snuggles close to Gon's chest.

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SORRY PALM GONS CHEST IS FOR KI TO SNUGGLE INTO ONLY

GONS HANDS ARE ALSO ONLY FOR KI TO CATCH KI AND CARRY KI AND TREAT KI GENTLY

GON WILL ALWAYS CATCH AND SAVE KI AHNNNNNNN

😭😭😭😭🤧🤧🤧🤧🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🤲🤲🤲🤲🤲

KI IS THE CUTEST LITTLE KITTEN

NO ONE CAN DENY HIS CUTE LITTLE POUTINESS I WOULD KNEEL THE MOMENT I SAW

NO ONE CAN DENY THE CUTEST ANGEL AND NUMBER ONE PRINCESS OF THE WORLD KI 😤😤😤😤😤

H-he's so cute and shyyyy ahnnnnnnn 🤧😭🥺🤲

PALM PLAYING WITH HER HAIR I SLEEP

KI PLAYING WITH HIS HAIR SO SHYLY I AHNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

G-Gon scooping Ki up my one true loveeee 🥺

BIG GON WHOS A KIND DUMB GOOFBALL AND TINY KI MY LOVEEE

SIZE DIF AHNNN SLAMS HANDS DOWN TINY KI MY LIFE

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