Killua x Reader One-Shots

Jokes Can Only Hide So Much...(Killua x Funny! Depressed! Reader)

(Bloby note: F/c = Favorite color
So this story will involve Dark themes. Like Cutting. I don't in anyway support cutting or do it myself. Just a waning. Don't Cut people if you think no one cares I do!!!!!. #DontcutforBloby. Kill me. Now the story.)
Killua's P.O.V
Gon, Y/n and Me are at my house, they're going to stay over. Gon was telling a story about Mito-san asking him to help with the dishes and he broke a plate. "I was just standing there and didn't know what to do." Gon finishes. I look over at Y/n she has a weird look on her face and I can tell, she's going to make a joke. "How the fuck can you drop the plate when she's holding it?" She leans her head into every word. I start to chuckle and so does Gon. She smiles at us and starts laughing herself. "How are you so funny?!?!" Gon says. "I honestly and truly don't know." She says in a weird voice. She's hilarious, God I love her.
Y/n P.O.V
After Gon's story Killua suggest we go and get some energy drinks, which we did, to stay up all night. At 1:00am Gon is out and I'm drunk off a few Rockstars. "Hhhheeeyyy Killua~" My words are slurred. "What is it?" Killua looks done with my shit. I guess it's cause I've be saying pickup lines ever since I got drunk off the Rockstar. "Are you from Japan?" Once again slurring. "Why?" "Cause I want to get in ja pants." He sighs at me. "I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back." Killua's leaves the room. Gon is asleep on the couch so I'm alone. I pull up my sleeve and start to rub my finger over some of the cuts. "They're starting to heal." I think aloud. "Y/n?" My eyes widen at Killua voice ringing though the room. I immediately pull down my sleeve, look up and smile. "Hey Kil~" The Rockstar has wore off so I pretend to slur my words, but from the look on his face, he seen my arm. "W-what was on your a-arm?" He looks horrified, anger and sad, it's hard to tell what he's thinking.
Killua's P.O.V
After Y/n's terrible pickup lines, I need to leave the room so I make the excuse that I need to go to the bathroom. Walking out the door and just kinda standing there. I hear her shuffle and hope maybe she has calm down. I'm about to enter my room again when I hear her say, "They're starting to heal." Wondering what she's talking about? I walk in quietly and see her staring at her arm, her cut up arm. At that moment I want to bust into tears, why would she do that?!?! There's so much I want say, but only one word came out of my mouth, "Y/n?" Her eyes widen as she struggles to pull down her F/c sleeve. When she gets it down she looks up and smiles her beautiful smile at me. "Hey Kil~" she pretends to slur, which kinda pisses me off, but I ignore it. "W-what was on your a-arm?" I try to sound assertive but fail due to the stuttering. She frowns slightly, looking down, avoiding eye contact. She shows a sad smile, ripping my heart to bits. "Surprise?" She tears up. I look down and walk over to her, squatting down, pulling up her sleeve, hoping and praying that what I seen was fake or a trick my eyes played on me, but........ it's true, her arm is terrible. It almost appears shredded, shredding my heart at the same time. "I-I can explain, you know the wired cat hair brushes I was playing with one and it cut me-" she try's to explain but I interrupt her. "Why?" My hand quivers on her upper arm, trying not to hurt her more than she already is. "W-what?" Her arm quivers too, a little but it's probably where my hand is shaking on her upper arm. "Why?" I ask again, a little more pissed this time. "Why what?" She ask, but knows exactly what I mean. "You know exactly what I mean, why did you cut yourself?!?!?" I yell. I can start to feel tears gathering in my eyes. She looks horrified, probably from my outburst, but I don't care. She hangs her head, most likely out of shame. Tears start to fall down my eyes. "Why.... why you do this Y/n." She is crying at this point. "I-i-i..." she was shaken to her core, she couldn't answer the question...... "shhhh, it's ok you can tell me later....." Y/n looks up at me and I see the tears going down her cheeks. I don't know what to do so I just pull her into a embrace. Now that I'm closer to her ear I whisper to her, "J-just don't do it a-again, ok?" She hugs me back and whispers in my ear, her words are shaken and tearful. "I-I don't m-make promises I c-can't keep..." she trails off, the tears staining my shirt making it worse. I'm slightly angered at her responses, I try to remand calm. "Why can't you keep it?" I don't understand her. "Why would I?" Her voice cracks at the end of her sentence. "I-I can't do nothing right, I'm not good enough, not even my own parents..." she trails off. She told me about her mom's drinking problem and how he beat her once before her and her dad died in a car accident. I gather all my courage, "You're more than good enough for me, Y/n I-I love you and don't want you to do this to yourself. Please, if you do it for anyone do it for me...." She pulls away and looks me in the eyes. "Y-you m-mean it?" I nod my head. "I-I promise to n-never do it again," I smile at her words. "But-" at first I was scared but calm down as she finished her sentence. "You have to promise to stay with me, forever." I smile once again. "No problem~" Her words make me so happy, I immediately slam my lips into hers. At first she's shocked than she kisses back. At 2:36, Y/n L/n became my girlfriend and at 2:37, I stole her first kiss. "H-hey Killua?" "Hmm?" "Are your hands feeling heavy?" "Why?" "Cause I can hold them for you." I sigh and smile to my self. "You're stuck with me now." "And I wouldn't have it any other way." I say and we fall asleep in each other's arms.
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Word count: 1094
Bloby Note: Three years later.
I FINISHED!!!!!! My god that was long and dark, but as I said before I don't support self-harm in anyway, and if you do, It's time to stop. #DontcutforBloby let's make it trend people. I've never want to die more. Anyway Wattpad deleted all the other story's I was writing so the others will take longer than planned. Rip. I need to work on a current request and a Easter special, and you might be thinking 'Bloby, why start one so soon?' Well I'm lazy and in productive so yeah. If you want to request it will take a long time to make. Just a warning.
Remember you're beautiful~
~ Bye-bye
~Bloby the Blobfish