𝙝𝙚𝙮! 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚! (𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙖 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧)

🌸𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑓𝑎𝑠𝑡🌸

(Y/n)'s POV

"Wake up. (Y/n). Wake up. (Y/n)~."

Killua.

"(Y/n) c'mon get up." He poked my cheek.

Maybe if I act like I'm still sleeping he'll go away.

He continued to slowly poke my cheek. I tried not to laugh.

All of a sudden he completely stopped.

Did he buy it?

"Oh well, I guess since (Y/n)'s sleeping it would be okay if I kissed her." He said, mumbling it a little.

Bastard.

I opened my eyes. He was a lot closer to my face than I thought he would be. I blushed.

"I knew you were up!"

"You didn't know shit."

"Yes I did. I knew if I threatened to kiss you, you would jump up if you were actually awake. I was right." He smugly smiled.

"Whatever. Just put a freaking shirt on already, will you?"

"And what if I don't?"

"I'll do something to you."

"Like what?" He said, in a slightly flirtatious tone.

I facepalmed myself.

"Not what I meant." I crossed my arms, getting out of bed, and grabbing some of my clothes out of my bag to change into.

I walked out of our room and went into the bathroom, locking the door.

I turned on the water in the shower, and started to undress. I put my clean clothes near the sink. I checked the water's temperature, noticing it was perfect, and stepped into the shower.

Once I finished, I stepped out and wrapped a towel around my torso. I looked through my clothes, realizing I forgot my shirt. I sighed, deciding I could just put my clothes on and go get my shirt after.

I dried myself off with my towel, and put all of my clothes on. I unlocked the door and went back to my room.

To my surprise, Killua was still in there, shirtless, and on his phone.

He looked up, seeing me walk in. He quickly looked back down again.

"And to think you were telling me to put a shirt on." He sighed.

"Hey! I had just forgot a shirt. I'm not gonna walk around shirtless like you."

"Why is it such a big deal to you that I don't have a shirt? Is it really that hard to look away?" He questioned, smirking at me.

"I'm trying to like you, but you're making it pretty hard." I groaned, looking for a shirt.

"That's unfortunate." He said sarcastically.

"Hey guys! Breakfast is ready, so if- Oh, sorry, was I interrupting something?" Yumi asked.

"No? We weren't even doing anything." I said.

"That's not what it looks like." Yumi smiled.

"Oh please. He just refuses to put a damn shirt on, solely just because I want him too, and I went take a shower, but I forgot a shirt. I'm looking for one right now actually." I shrugged.

"You're good at lying on the spot."

"How am I supposed to prove I'm not lying?

"Let me see your neck."