[Gon blinks unevenly and slowly in a groggy haze as his head is stepped on.] Huh...?
[wincing his face in tired protest, Gon turns his head to hide against his pillow—which he then realizes is really hard and not comfortable, because it's a shin and a knee.]
Oh.
[Gon sits up, rubbing his eyes.]
I got lost somehow...
[even with their situation now being so strange, Gon manages to not get embarrassed. being half asleep is helping, but it's not like Gon has a deep well of shame even with his recent developments.]
And I guess I fell asleep here... again... Sorry, Killua, [Gon yawns.] I guess your smell makes me too comfy when it's been so long...
[ Killua counters, though he actually doesn't care at all.
He lets himself be caught, giving a half-hearted tug but not really putting much strength in it. He's still flopped back against the pillows, where he'd spent most of the night leaning half on them to give Gon more room on the bottom half of the bed.
He blinks too. ]
...huh?
[ Then, his mouth curls into an impish grin, and he pushes his foot forward toward Gon's face despite his grip. ]
[Gon laughs, then flops back onto his back. he'll go! but not yet. it's still early... the bed's still comfy... but Gon is also aware the more he puts it off, the harder it'll be to pull apart. it echoes their last departure from one another, and Gon's stomach already squirms with some anxiety wondering if it's going to be that way every time, even if the consequence of them being apart is...literally nothing so dire.
not across the world from one another, and now maybe a little more at ease... Gon still feels like he could see himself having to push himself to just go, every time.
Gon rolls his head a little to gaze up at Killua, hands folded on his stomach.]
Your family seems so thorough with other stuff I'd never think of, though. Didn't seem too impossible, so I asked!
[ He ends up flopping across the recently-vacated lower part of the bed Killua just moved his legs away from, so Killua can lean over and peer down at him. Just so Gon can see the face he pulls. ]
Not impossible. Just stupid.
[ And with that declaration, Killua jumps up and off the bed, landing lightly. He yawns and stretches his arms up over his head, spine arching as he bends backward to work out the kinks after sleeping in such an awkward position. ]
[Gon frowns a little as Killua springs up, watching him diligently for an opening—which is during the graceful bend of his back as he stretches his arms over his head...
so that's when the back of Killua's head is pelted by his own pillow. the betrayal]
[ BETRAYED!! In his own home! (this is not his home)
It's a mark of how relaxed Killua is that he doesn't actually see it coming. But his reflexes are instinctive and the transportation here hasn't affected anything but his nen. He senses it, realizes it's not worth dodging, and just exclaims in mock offense when the pillow slaps into the back of his head, where he promptly reaches down behind himself to catch it. ]
Oh, you wanna fight?
[ Killua turns, grinning, and throws the pillow right back at Gon's face. ]
[Gon lets the pillow hit his face; similarly, his reflexes are much faster than all of that, but it's sometimes more fun to just dramatically flop backwards and let your legs fly in the air—Gon's roll backwards is so exaggerated, in fact, that he flips so that he ends up on his knees, clutching the pillow—
and he springboards for Killua, lunging at him with the pillow.]
[ Killua takes the pillow to the face-- but at the same time, while Gon is close, catches him by the arms to spin them both around (barely fitting in the small space, probably) and slam him back onto the bed with a loud thump.
it's still early. the students nearby are gonna start knocking on the wall...... not that Killua thinks of that.
He's laughing. It's almost enough to forget where they are. ]
What? And have you slobber on my leg again? No thanks!
[ It's said with completely casual good humor though. He's not mad. But he is actually thinking about what he has to do now that he is awake though, and all the time he's spent with Gon over the last 24 hours -- more than he has in months.
It feels almost... intoxicating. He wants to crawl back into bed with Gon, wrestle and talk and tease each other. He wants everything to be like this. Like normal.
But the realization is already starting to creep in again that, maybe, that's not such a smart mindset to have.
Killua reaches over, grabbing the pillow to yank it out of Gon's arms. ]
I said was, [Gon emphasizes brattishly, but he's still smiling.]
We probably should get up, so I decided to drop it...
[Gon blinks, still clutching the pillow as his expression becomes distracted and thoughtful.]
I wonder what I should do first, today...
[Gon feels so petulant; he doesn't want to do anything, but knows he should. he's grateful to have spent a day with Killua, but it's not like it's possible to tire of his company, either. all he wants to do is this, but then nothing would get done.
[Gon lurches forward from the last yank, serving him right for his absent-mindedness. he blinks his wide eyes on Killua, frowning.
—oh?? Killua wants to visit him later?
Gon's beaming again, and he's suddenly hopped to his feet.]
Oh!! Yeah! Our cell phones don't work here, so I guess that makes sense that I tell you that!
[Gon tells Killua the inn name, and what it looks like—then he scurries off to his bag, rummaging through it to find the map he had when they first ran into each other, because he can't remember any of the streets or anything. plus, if he did, it's not Killua's been here long enough for that to be useful...]
The lady there is really nice, you could probably leave messages for me with her if she doesn't let you slide stuff under my door!
[ Of course their cell phones don't work here. There was no way Killua was about to let Gon leave without knowing how to reach him and where to find him again. The fact Gon forgot makes him roll his eyes slightly, but Killua kindly doesn't scold him for it. He just watches, sliding his hands into his pockets, following Gon's movements while he bounces around the room explaining and showing him on the map and making sure Killua knows exactly how to reach him.
Killua wonders if he didn't think of it first because he expected Killua to just stick next to him the whole time. Like before.
[it's a fair assumption, but thankfully, the truth is actually simply that Gon is an idiot. hence feeling surprised in the first place he might get to see Killua again so soon.]
Alright!
[Gon straightens up, glancing at the map, then immediately feels—awkward. so what, then? it seems a bit unceremonious to just up and go... and he was still buzzing with the kind of bliss that comes from getting to sleep over with your best friend after having not seen him for a year.
he glances at Killua, rubbing the back of his neck.]
Breakfast real quick before I go?
[that'd make the actual splitting up a little less awkward feeling, Gon thinks...]
[ Killua only hesitates a moment, imperceptibly. He doesn't want Gon to leave either, but it's exactly that thought that starts making him feel uncertain again.
He hates that feeling. He hates the awkwardness, the way the distance seems to grow every time he remembers it.
[Gon springs back up again, grabbing his jacket and squirming into his boots. he then slings his bag over his shoulders after stuffing the map back into it, and wishes he knew why he suddenly felt so weird. was it because they both knew this was coming to a close? but... that didn't mean anything. it wasn't like it'd be a whole year before they could see each other again. it might even be later tonight.
so was it something else?
Gon appears deep in thought, but it also kind of looks like he's maybe making sure he has everything he needs. he does jump suddenly, scooping the books they'd borrowed from the Coven into his bag as well.
Gon then figures he should maybe study...........]
[well, Gon, predictably, did not put up resistance to that one. THERE WERE OTHER WAYS TO LEARN. and he'd get his dumb little hands all over them. Gon adjusts his straps, then rolls onto the balls of his feet a couple of times once he meets Killua at the door.]
Where should we go? Did you mention they feed you, here?
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[wincing his face in tired protest, Gon turns his head to hide against his pillow—which he then realizes is really hard and not comfortable, because it's a shin and a knee.]
Oh.
[Gon sits up, rubbing his eyes.]
I got lost somehow...
[even with their situation now being so strange, Gon manages to not get embarrassed. being half asleep is helping, but it's not like Gon has a deep well of shame even with his recent developments.]
And I guess I fell asleep here... again... Sorry, Killua, [Gon yawns.] I guess your smell makes me too comfy when it's been so long...
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Killua kicks him again, though now that Gon is sitting up, it's more jabbing his toes into Gon's side. ]
You're so weird.
And you definitely drooled on my leg. What do you have to say for yourself, huh?
[ Another poke, big toe right in between Gon's ribs!! ]
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[Gon snatches his ankle, then his annoyed expression just becomes curious, blinking.]
Can you do that thing with your fingernails with your toenails?
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[ Killua counters, though he actually doesn't care at all.
He lets himself be caught, giving a half-hearted tug but not really putting much strength in it. He's still flopped back against the pillows, where he'd spent most of the night leaning half on them to give Gon more room on the bottom half of the bed.
He blinks too. ]
...huh?
[ Then, his mouth curls into an impish grin, and he pushes his foot forward toward Gon's face despite his grip. ]
Wanna find out?
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Wah! Get your foot out of my face, [Gon groans, pushing Killua's ankle back to lever his leg awayyyy.]
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That's what you get!
And to answer your question... uhhh. No idea, haven't tried.
I guess if I really trained at it, I could figure it out. But I don't know why I'd bother. Sounds like a great way to ruin shoes.
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[Gon laughs, then flops back onto his back. he'll go! but not yet. it's still early... the bed's still comfy... but Gon is also aware the more he puts it off, the harder it'll be to pull apart. it echoes their last departure from one another, and Gon's stomach already squirms with some anxiety wondering if it's going to be that way every time, even if the consequence of them being apart is...literally nothing so dire.
not across the world from one another, and now maybe a little more at ease... Gon still feels like he could see himself having to push himself to just go, every time.
Gon rolls his head a little to gaze up at Killua, hands folded on his stomach.]
Your family seems so thorough with other stuff I'd never think of, though. Didn't seem too impossible, so I asked!
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Not impossible. Just stupid.
[ And with that declaration, Killua jumps up and off the bed, landing lightly. He yawns and stretches his arms up over his head, spine arching as he bends backward to work out the kinks after sleeping in such an awkward position. ]
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so that's when the back of Killua's head is pelted by his own pillow. the betrayal]
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It's a mark of how relaxed Killua is that he doesn't actually see it coming. But his reflexes are instinctive and the transportation here hasn't affected anything but his nen. He senses it, realizes it's not worth dodging, and just exclaims in mock offense when the pillow slaps into the back of his head, where he promptly reaches down behind himself to catch it. ]
Oh, you wanna fight?
[ Killua turns, grinning, and throws the pillow right back at Gon's face. ]
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[Gon lets the pillow hit his face; similarly, his reflexes are much faster than all of that, but it's sometimes more fun to just dramatically flop backwards and let your legs fly in the air—Gon's roll backwards is so exaggerated, in fact, that he flips so that he ends up on his knees, clutching the pillow—
and he springboards for Killua, lunging at him with the pillow.]
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it's still early. the students nearby are gonna start knocking on the wall...... not that Killua thinks of that.
He's laughing. It's almost enough to forget where they are. ]
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his giggles clear a little, and he lifts his head.]
Killua, you should come back here.
[he means the bed, of course; Gon's arms enclose around the pillow to hide his grin, peeking at Killua from over it.]
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[ It's said with completely casual good humor though. He's not mad. But he is actually thinking about what he has to do now that he is awake though, and all the time he's spent with Gon over the last 24 hours -- more than he has in months.
It feels almost... intoxicating. He wants to crawl back into bed with Gon, wrestle and talk and tease each other. He wants everything to be like this. Like normal.
But the realization is already starting to creep in again that, maybe, that's not such a smart mindset to have.
Killua reaches over, grabbing the pillow to yank it out of Gon's arms. ]
Come on, you lazy idiot. No going back to sleep!
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I wasn't gonna go back to sleep; I'm not lazy!
[he laughs kind of stupidly.]
I was gonna attack you!
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Well, now I'm definitely not falling for it! You're terrible at this.
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We probably should get up, so I decided to drop it...
[Gon blinks, still clutching the pillow as his expression becomes distracted and thoughtful.]
I wonder what I should do first, today...
[Gon feels so petulant; he doesn't want to do anything, but knows he should. he's grateful to have spent a day with Killua, but it's not like it's possible to tire of his company, either. all he wants to do is this, but then nothing would get done.
plus... you know.
there's still trouble.]
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[ Killua can tell he's not, but he also sees Gon's mood shift visibly. His face is always an open book.
(Almost always. And when it's not--)
Killua suddenly gives the pillow a sharper tug, meaning to yank Gon up along with it. ]
Dunno about you, but I have some classes I want to check out here at the Coven. After that... who knows?
What's the inn you're staying at, again? I'll come find you. I wanna try their food.
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[Gon lurches forward from the last yank, serving him right for his absent-mindedness. he blinks his wide eyes on Killua, frowning.
—oh?? Killua wants to visit him later?
Gon's beaming again, and he's suddenly hopped to his feet.]
Oh!! Yeah! Our cell phones don't work here, so I guess that makes sense that I tell you that!
[Gon tells Killua the inn name, and what it looks like—then he scurries off to his bag, rummaging through it to find the map he had when they first ran into each other, because he can't remember any of the streets or anything. plus, if he did, it's not Killua's been here long enough for that to be useful...]
The lady there is really nice, you could probably leave messages for me with her if she doesn't let you slide stuff under my door!
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Killua wonders if he didn't think of it first because he expected Killua to just stick next to him the whole time. Like before.
He doesn't ask. ]
Cool. I'll talk to her if I can't find you there.
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Alright!
[Gon straightens up, glancing at the map, then immediately feels—awkward. so what, then? it seems a bit unceremonious to just up and go... and he was still buzzing with the kind of bliss that comes from getting to sleep over with your best friend after having not seen him for a year.
he glances at Killua, rubbing the back of his neck.]
Breakfast real quick before I go?
[that'd make the actual splitting up a little less awkward feeling, Gon thinks...]
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[ Killua only hesitates a moment, imperceptibly. He doesn't want Gon to leave either, but it's exactly that thought that starts making him feel uncertain again.
He hates that feeling. He hates the awkwardness, the way the distance seems to grow every time he remembers it.
Breakfast sounds nice. ]
Let's go see what they have.
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[Gon springs back up again, grabbing his jacket and squirming into his boots. he then slings his bag over his shoulders after stuffing the map back into it, and wishes he knew why he suddenly felt so weird. was it because they both knew this was coming to a close? but... that didn't mean anything. it wasn't like it'd be a whole year before they could see each other again. it might even be later tonight.
so was it something else?
Gon appears deep in thought, but it also kind of looks like he's maybe making sure he has everything he needs. he does jump suddenly, scooping the books they'd borrowed from the Coven into his bag as well.
Gon then figures he should maybe study...........]
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Noticing the books, he suggests: ]
You should take those back to the library after breakfast.
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[well, Gon, predictably, did not put up resistance to that one. THERE WERE OTHER WAYS TO LEARN. and he'd get his dumb little hands all over them. Gon adjusts his straps, then rolls onto the balls of his feet a couple of times once he meets Killua at the door.]
Where should we go? Did you mention they feed you, here?
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