Class dismissal.
A silver-haired boy adjusted his scarf around his neck to keep himself warm in this cold weather. Shifting his weight from right to left foot and vice versa, he stuffed both of his hands in his pocket.
What's taking her so long?
He sighed.
Well, it's okay, actually, if it's her I'm waiting for.
"Killua! Sorry, I'm late!" He flicked his head to where the voice is coming from. There, he saw (Y/n) struggling with fixing her own scarf while balancing her shoulder bag and a few books on the other hand. His brows furrowed.
"Why are you carrying books? Let me help," he offered as he reached out to get it. (Y/n) smiled and let him, "Thanks, Killua-kun!" Killua fought the urge to blush.
"Sorry, I got stucked in the classroom. Ugh, they shouldn't even have assigned me to so many clubs in the first place, don't you think?" She rambled as they're making their way to the bus stop. "It's also hard being a leader or a member of all those," she sighed. "But nah, I think I can manage," she laughed then looked at her conpanion who's being quiet. "Err, sorry. I'm rambling too much."
"H-huh? N-no! It's okay... It's just that..," Killua stuttered. It's just that I can't think straight when you're with me.
"It's just that..?" (Y/n) asked as she get in the bus, Killua following closely.
"Don't mind it... It's nothing."
~*~
"Okay. Colored papers, bond papers, glitters, sticky tapes, glues, glue sticks. . . What else?" (Y/n) asked as she mentally crossed out the materials they already got in their basket.
"Strings?" The boy asked, unsure. But that's what they'll need for the banner, right?
"Oh, right! We also need those!" (Y/n) clapped enthusiastically. "Good thing I chose you to come with me, no?"
"Uh, th-thank you?"
"So cute," she laughed. "Come, let's get the string."
~*~
"Aaaaaaahhhh," (Y/n) stretched her arms after putting down the bags she held. "So tirreedd~"
Killua looked at her worriedly. "We can rest for a while if you want..."
"Hmm? Maybe we should just buy something to eat first then head to the bus stop. And ah, I shouldn't complain about being tired since it's you who carries the most bags," she laughed as she picked up the few bags she held then smiled. "What do you think?"
"If that's what you want," he shrugged then led the way. "And, uh, it's not that heavy..."
(Y/n) stared at his back, wondering.
Killua's been acting weird.
~*~
They both decided to grab ramen somewhere close to the bus stop. The ambience is pretty good and keeps them warm, comparing to the cold weather outside.
(Y/n) paused from eating ramen, brows furrowed. "Ne, Killua-kun."
The silverette flinched, tip of the chopsticks left in his mouth. "Ah, y-yes, senpai?"
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Killua X Reader
Ngẫu nhiên~| A Collection of Killua X Reader Oneshots |~ ~~~ WARNING: This is unedited. I repeat. This is unedited. This is the very first story I published in Wattpad, hence the cringeworthy aspects of it. (tho I DON'T think every plot in this book is cring...
