One Shade of Love (KilluGon/GonKillu HxH)

"V" (Very Extraordinary)

GON

     "So after we get back to MY dorm and finish all that schedule bullshit, what do you want to do?" I asked, pressing the DOWN button like the smart person I am.

     "I don't know. Walk around the city. Look at the lights! I want to look at the lights..." Killua's sentence trailed off as he bashfully stuck his head down and twiddled his thumbs like a person from a cartoon often does.

     "That sounds great! But, it's cold out and I don't have any warm weather wear." I blatantly stated.

     "You tellin' me you haven't left your house in three weeks?" 

     I gasped and quickly began to tell Killua my life story. "Th-that's not it at all! It's just, there are stores on campus. You know that! And they're right around the corner, so... Why would I leave to buy twenty dollar supplies if I can just... Stay inside... All day... LIKE A FUCKING HERMIT!" 

     Killua took a breath in, telling me he was about to speak, inclining me to quiet him. "I know. I know. I've known. May I borrow some of your supplies?" I quietly asked, walking out of the elevator we were in and directing myself towards MY dorm.

     "You're taller, my jackets might be too short." 

     "Shh. I know. I don't care,"

     He scoffed and turned back his head, "You'll care when you're freezing your ass off while watching the streams of lights get lit up."

     I ignored him as I had already readily accepted my fated defeat. "I'll be fine." I assured and opened MY dorms door.

     He raised his hands as if to say "Picture this!"

     Instead saying, "Imagine, famous words before death. See that?" He pointed to a random place and I immediately understood what he was talking about. I still nodded my head in confusion. "You don't? Let me explain. That! That's you. Moments before death freezing your ass off, frostbite creeping onto your unsuspecting fingers. All because you chose not to wear the proper clothing. Aww, so sad. Rest in peace, my good friend."

     He brought his hands back down to his side and pulled me along with him as if I were some pet chihuahua of his and we was the oblivious four-year old pulling me along on the short leash. "I'll get my schedule," I claimed as I excused myself from his arm and ran into my room to find my paper.

    Oddly, I found it on my dresser in my closet. I've never been that neat in the entirety of my life. Cool. I snatched it into my prying fingers and sprinted back out to Killua. "Take a look."

    "You have shitty professors. Now I know why you always smell like smoke." He mumbled as he looked further down my schedule.

    "Yeah..." I mumbled back as I receded away from this wanna-be long conversation about professors. 

    "Why would you choose all day classes?" He turned his short attentions toward me and raised an eyebrow.

     "Y'see, I didn't expect to find YOU-- my beloved soulmate-- here. I thought that I'd be pent up on school all day and then sleep all night. Pretty lame, but I'm new so why would anyone want to hang out with my dumb ass?" I explained, tapping one of my feet while the other one stood me up.

     "I DO like the night better than the day."

     "Oh, yeah~?" 

     "No, not like that! Well, yes like that," He mocked and waved his hand as if he was batting away my retort. 

     "Now that we've seen my classes that means that we can see the lights now?" I asked, a lot like a child, and then some.

     He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "That means we have to go back up to my dorm."

     "Love yoooouuu." I teased and grabbed his hand, interlocking my warm fingers with his colder ones.

     "Shut it, you tease." He commented and turned away. I savored the coldness I felt against my warm hand knowing moments like this were not easy ones to find. Moments like these help me realize that some people spend their whole life looking for what I have. And in the end, they still only wonder what is it their looking for.

     "I'm glad I got to know you."

A/N: Whenever you want to change the mood, just say "LMAO". Someone's guaranteed to laugh. I'll probably be that someone, but no one cares.