─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Flesh. Flesh. Flesh. Those words just echoed in his throbbing mind as screaming thoughts ran on top of his head like sickening crawling centipedes. The uncontrollable hunger stabbed his stomach as his mouth helplessly began to drool with sour saliva. Just thinking about your flesh in between his pearly white teeth, your beautiful yet shrill screams singing in his eardrums effortlessly, your sweet, yet sorrowful begs made him giddy with uncontrollable starvation, it almost felt like he was lusting for your skin. 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋, 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋, 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍. © vani • oneshot

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── "What are you doing out here so late?" Gon asks. "Uh, nothing." Killua grumbled, "Just thinking too much, I guess." "Thinking?" Gon tilts his head in confusion, like a little puppy that had heard a strange noise in the distance. Killua couldn't help but blush ferociously in response; he couldn't help it - Gon looked adorable. "Thinking about what?" For a moment, Killua was at a loss for words. "E-erm...stuff." "What kinds of stuff?" Killua stares at him for a moment. "You ask too many questions." Gon laughed again, his smile brightening up the night sky. "Come on, Killua. You know you can tell me anything. We're best friends, remember?" Friends... 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐀 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄. © nessa • oneshot