" i'll stop making jokes about mental illness when mental illness stops making a joke of me. " ||
what happens when your 4am trip to the coffee shop has you meeting a chocolate addicted man?
𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔...
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you were very proud of killua and him achieving his dream goal of becoming a soloist. that was one of the many beauties of this job. you saw people become stars and become something meaningful. his voice was heavenly to the ears but, as much as you'd like to stay and congratulate him, you had a job.
walking to one of the dance studios, you saw one of the junior groups, working on the dance you had written with them. seeing them struggle you laughed and walked up to them. the group looking at you, bowed and greeted you. "no need to be formal bums." "we know, it's just you're a teacher to us!" waving your hand at them you looked away in embarrassment. they thought too highly of you.
trying to change the subject you asked what part were they struggling with. they were struggling with a step you knew all too well. tugging your dress down by a bit, you shoo'ed them away and explain how to do the step and told them to copy it. after doing it you went to the mirror and squatted, asking them to do it but without this time.
as they did it, you watched them intently, now telling them to do the entire dance; they complied. "no no you messed up, have none of you noticed him?" "no ma'am." "alright," getting up your body faced the mirror as you told one of the members how to do it. (pretend its master key by argon and chose a part you "taught" them.) "sadly i'm wearing a dress so my movements restricted but i hope you get what i mean! good luck bye!"
walking to the door you see killua outside, leaning on the wall with his hands behind his head. his hair still looked pristine and intact, no stray hairs or flyaways'. "you teach good." unknowingly you smiled and he felt that he should compliment you more, just for that smile. "thank you killua, it took years of practice but what about you? you get to be a soloist, i'm proud of you!" hearing that compliment made killua blush instantly and look away. his hand covered his face as he smiled inside his palm.
"i know, i can't wait to tell gon!"not knowing who he was talking about, you asked who gon was, killua's smiled brightened and his tone became more chipper. "he's a childhood friend, but he's currently studying abroad. i'm proud of him but it does get boring when he's not here." as his tone deflated at the end of his sentence, he reminisced his childhood with gon. he was missing his gon a lot. he missed his innocence, stupidness, and the thrill he got from being with him.
noting his look, he was probably thinking back to his memories with his friend. "well he seems like a great person!" realizing he probably saddened the mood, he gave you a cat like smile. "when you meet him tell him you're his cousin! tell him you're aunt mito's kid, he'll believe it before he realizes you aren't ehehe!!" as he chuckled lowly, he rubbed his hands together, proud of his plan. "a- alright, but we don't know if i'll even meet him." after saying that you suddenly felt pressure on your shoulders. looking to see two pale hands that belonged to killua, he gave you a smirk as if he held knowledge that was unknown to you.
