♡✧𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚✧♡

༻ scenario: wearing their clothes ༺

requested by @muffetsdonuts lol

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gon
<what you wore: his little green jacket>
you had found his jacket resting on a chair, and he wasn't claiming it so you figured you might as well dress it up. you took it into your bedroom and picked out some matching clothes for it. you dug out a white crop top, a dark green skirt, and some black heeled boots. as you were adjusting the jacket on your shoulders, gon walked in on you.
"hey, y/n? have you seen my ja- WOAH!" gon exclaimed.
"oh, gon! hi!" you greeted him.
"you look... you look... stunning!" he complimented you.
"aw! what a sweetheart you are!" you thanked. you took him in your arms and gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"hey, uh, y/n? let's go out! we can't have such a great outfit going to waste!"
and with that the two of you go out for a walk
through town.

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killua
what you wore: his baggy white v neck t-shirt
he had told you that he was going to hang out with gon for the day, which you respected. you understood that he deserved his alone time. throughout the day you did simple things like play video games, make some snacks, and occasionally texting him to check up on him. at some point you figured it'd be best if you took a short nap. you dug through his wardrobe and found one of his shirts. it's pretty big on you, makes for the perfect nightshirt. you slipped it on over your sports bra and shorts and cuddled into the sheets of your shared bed. it wasn't as great since he wasn't there with you but it was still a good nap nonetheless. you were still fast asleep by the time he arrived. he walked into your small apartment calling for you. but to no answer, he went into your bedroom to see if you were there. to his surprise, you were fast asleep in one of his shirts. it was pretty cute. he took off his over shirt so he was just left in his sweatpants and a tank top. he climbed into bed and clung onto you. you laid your head on his chest and nuzzled closer to him
"you know, you're pretty cute when you wear my clothes."
"i love you~~"
"hey! that's embarrassing..."
"say it back,,"
"fine,, i love you too, dum dum."
safe to say, that was one good nap.

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hisoka
what you wore: a match to one of his shirts that he made for you
hisoka's been in his room a lot more lately you thought, i wonder what he's up to.
lately hisoka has been staying in his room
for hours. he's been working on a gift for you for weeks. it wouldn't have taken him as long if he had anymore knowledge on what he was doing than he did. what has he been working on exactly? he's been sewing a match to one of his tops. he didn't have a sewing machine so he sewed it all by hand. but the thing was, he knew almost nothing about sewing. every few stitches he would accidentally poke himself with the needle and draw blood. but he wasn't about to ask anyone for help. once he finally finished, he was incredibly proud of himself. he was beyond excited to show it to you.
"oh, y/n darling~~"
"yes, hisoka?"
"could you come here a moment? i made something for you.~~"
you get up from where you were sitting, wondering what on earth he could've conjured up this time. as you walked into the room, you saw him holding up some kind of shirt, and a huge smile plastered on his face.
"it's a shirt! i made it myself just for you!" he said excitedly.
"aw! how sweet of you!"
"try it on!" hisoka exclaimed, handing you the top.
"alright, i won't be long." you say, taking the shirt into your hands.
you walk into another room and try on the shirt.
it's a perfect fit you thought.
you were surprised as to how well it fit, considering he never took your measurements.
i guess he's just...observant? you think, slightly cringing at the thought. we already know what he's looking at. anyway, you come back into the room showing him how the shirt looks on you.
"you look stunning!" he compliments
"it fits quite perfectly! all of the measurements were exact." you say.
he walks closer to you, "it accentuates your curves quite nicely~~" he smirks.
"hisoka!" you exclaim, jabbing his arm with your elbow.
"i'm sorry, dear. it's just so hard to control myself when you look so scrumptious~~" he smirks once again.
"you're funny." you say.
if your wondering what it looks like, it's almost just i like his shirt, but a bit tighter (that was designers choice), and with a zipper going up the middle front of the shirt.
he spent a lot of time clung onto you. and the rest is up to your own imagination ig