Killua X Reader One Shots

Period.

    So, all you girls know what I mean when I say period. I just felt like making a chapter like this, sooooooooo yeah. Enjoy! 

Y/n's POV

     As soon as I woke up, it became apparent. The crimson horror had come. It was shark week, and by all means I was going to be a d**** shark! Rising out of the bloodied sheets, I grabbed my bag and scurried into the bathroom, careful to make sure I didn't wake the boys. After changing out of my (f/c) shorts that were now stained red and making sure everything was all situated "down there", I looked into the  mirror and ran my fingers through my disheveled (h/c) hair. I wadded up my smelly shorts and walked back into the main room. I checked the bed for any red stains(Luckily there weren't any) before wandering out of the room and to Aunt Mito's washing machine. 

    I threw the wadded up material into the white machine and started a small load. Yawning, I made my way back to the room Gon and Killua were in. I wrapped myself in the fluffy comforter on my bed and lay back down on the pillow. I curled up around another white-clad pillow before drifting back to sleep, painfully aware of the cramps starting to knot up my stomach.

(TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY: AUNT MITO'S HOSPITALITY!)

      I woke up yet again, but this time to a stabbing pain in my abdomen and two boys whispering behind me. Not wanting to uncurl from the covers, I snuggled closer to the pillow before yelling at the two boys who kept up their annoying whispering. "Would you two SHUT UP!" 

   "OI! (Y/n)'s awake!" I heard Killua shout. I could almost feel the smirk creep onto his smug little face. Without any warning Killua belly-flopped onto the bed,  sending me flying off the mattress. I hit the floor with a dull thud and a barely audible whimper. 

     "KIL!" I screeched, before standing up and grabbing him by the front of his shirt. I pulled him off the bed with a harsh tug, and then grabbed the blanket from the floor and curled up in the middle of the bed once again. I glared at the white-haired boy as he sat up on the beige carpet. 

    "Someone's in an unusually bad mood..." I heard Gon mutter from behind me. I was tempted to do the same thing I did to Killua to the spiky haired boy, but a wave of cramps kept me from getting up. I tensed up under the blanket, and my hold on the corner of the material turned into a death grip. At that point Killua decided that he wasn't having any fun on the floor. Getting up, he made his way towards me silently. I glared at him, trying to get it across that I was not, in fact, in the mood to do anything and that I wanted to curl up in a tight ball and stay that way for a while. 

    Killua didn't get the message, because as soon as he was close enough he picked me up and dropped me on the floor. Then he stole my blanket and ran out of the room. I was pretty sure that smoke was coming out of my ears at this point, because I was furious. However, I just grabbed another blanket off of the couch that Killua had slept on(They decided to give me the bed because I won the race back to the house yesterday) and proceeded to pull myself into a ball on the bed once again. Gon stared at me the whole time before nodding and padding out of the room. Good, they'll leave well enough alone, I thought. Letting out a deep sigh, I pulled my knees closer to my chest and closed my eyes. 

     As I was just about to sleep, I heard talking in the hallway. Curious, I focused on the sound. 

     "I don't think she's feeling well." I heard Gon inquire. "I mean, she usually fights back! Normally (Y/n) would have chased after you to get that blanket back and you know it." 

     "I know, but I can't think of what would be--" Killua trailed off. "I got it! I know what's wrong!" Killua marched into the room and crouched by the side of the bed. right in front of my face. I opened my eyes and glared at him once again. 

      A smirk made it's way back onto Killua's face. "It's your period, isn't it (N/n)?" 

     "Yes....." I mumbled, sighing in defeat. "Will you leave me alone now?" 

      "Absolutely not." The ex-assassin replied. He ran out of the room and came back with a stack of pillows and blankets. Piling the fluffy fabric onto of me, he sprinted out f the room once again, returning with a game console and TV. The rest of the day was spent playing video games under a pile of blankets with pillows all around me.... And Killua right next to me. 

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