The Light That You Are {Completed}

Chapter 13: Rumors

Tuesday, 3:30pm

Killua sat with his legs crossed and arms resting on his thighs. He sat in a familiar room watching a familiar teen walk back and forth, frantically in front of him. Gon threw clothes and all sorts of things across the room, a stressed look written all over his face.

"Did you leave it in your locker?", Killua asked, reaching for his phone.

"I don't think so...", Gon groaned, continuing to mess up his once clean room. Killua rolled his eyes and unlocked his phone. "Well, instead of worsening your room even more than it already is, why don't I just call it?", he spoke, tapping away at the screen. Gon stopped running around the room and waited for Killua. The phone rung loudly, buzzing away on the top shelf that hung across Gon's room.

Gon sighed deeply. "It was... there. The whole time...".

Killua stuck out his lip. "See how simple that was?", he teased, getting up from the floor. Gon smiled and rolled his eyes, while reaching for the phone. He turned back to Killua, who was watching him, hands on his hips.

Gon's grin widened.

"And what the hell are you smiling at?", Killua spat, his cheeks warming red. Gon just giggled and made his way over to Killua. "Why so feisty?", he asked, reaching his hands for Killua's waist slowly. Gon did so, as if he was asking with his body language, rather than his words. Killua didn't really nod, nor disagree. His face only went redder as Gon proceeded anyway.

The dark-haired teen intertwined his own fingers, resting his forearms on Killua's waist. Killua only stuck out his lip and glanced in the other direction.

Gon smiled and tilted his head, trying to get Killua's attention. "Please..., you haven't met feisty...", Killua spoke, pulling Gon's arms off him.

A surprised look wrote itself on the other male's face. He let out a nervous laugh. "Do I want to meet feisty?", he asked.

Killua crossed his arms and shook his head nice and slow, for Gon to understand. "Nope. Never". Gon nodded, understanding the other teen was serious.

"Anyway...", he started, walking over to bed. Gon jumped back, letting the mattress catch him. He then tilted on his side and held his head up with his hand. "You... never really responded to what I said earlier...".

Killua clenched his teeth a bit. Although Gon hadn't said the exact words, he did indicate that he liked Killua by kissing him and going on about
he thought Killua the reason he fit in. To which Killua, still grimacing at his horrible response, only responded with a simple, "you're welcome. Let's get ice cream".

Killua didn't really mean to upset Gon, he was only freaking out about the whole situation and those were the first words that came out of his mouth. The other teen didn't look to bothered, but Killua could tell that that response was possibly the worst one that came to mind.

He let out a small sigh and smiled.

"Gon...", he walked over and hovered over the other teen. He watched the teen's face slightly fill with a pink hue. Killua placed his hands on his cheeks.

His cheeks were warm and the glimmer in his eyes could be seen, thanks to the slight sun that slipped in. Killua smiled, dreamingly.

"Go out with me...?", he asked.

Gon was quiet for a moment. The dimples in his cheeks began to deepen and the bright smile, Killua loved appeared.

"Duh...", Gon practically squealed. Killua let out a small laugh, before feeling a sudden jerk at his shirt collar. Sooner or later, he felt himself buried in bed and Gon's goofy smile the only thing in view.