I'm kinda an idiot

Like super

And this book hit 3k and I just- wHy??

Why do you read this? 

((PS: if you go back and read 'Confessions,' you'll see that I changed up Killuas ;) )

((Present Vex here: laughing at the 3k thing. also, midway into Kurapikas the writing style slightly changes))

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Gon - 16

You - 15

Flipping over the paper, you continued filling out the form.

"What're you doing, [y/n]?" Gon rested his head on your non-dominant hands shoulder, staring down at the piece of paper in front of you.

"Filling out a small form for my parents shop below," You responded, circling a 'yes' bubble.

"Have you already eaten?" Gon asked, wrapping his arms around your neck.

You nodded absently and continued writing down answers.

"Do you want to go out to eat later?" Gon asked, peering up at your face. You blinked a few times before nodding, the corner of your lips turned down. "Something wrong?" Gon's voice was full of worry and he stood up, disconnecting his arms from you.

"No, nothing's wrong. I'm just wondering if I have time to eat with you today," You laid the paper out on the corner of the desk, getting started on the next one.

"What else do you have to do today?" Gon sat down on your bed, laying down on his back.

"After the forms I have to contact the delivery company to restock the store, then I have to baby-sit Charlie's kids while he goes to work, and then I should be free," You told Gon. You went back to working on the forms, ignoring Gons presence.

"Maybe I could contact the company while you finish the forms?" Gon offered.

"I don't know, my parents are pretty picky about what they want," You hesitated.

"Yeah, yeah. What is it they need?" He asked, picking up the phone.

After giving Gon the instructions, he went into the opposite room to relay them to the people. He came back shortly after, disappointed when he saw that you were still filling out papers.

"[Y/n], maybe you should take a break," Gon told you, leaning against the door frame.

"Later," You waved him off.

He started studying the pictures hung on your wall, trying not to make it obvious that he held a disdain towards the papers in your hands.

Of course you felt his irritation. It fell off him in waves.

You sighed and placed the pen and paper down. Walking over to Gon you hug his waist and buried yourself in his chest.

"I'm sorry I've been so busy lately. We haven't been able to hang out in a while because of everything going on," Your voice was muffled by the fabric of his shirt.

You felt his arms wrap around your shoulder.

"It's not your fault. I shouldn't have been getting jealous over some paper," He mumbled.

Laughing to yourself, you looked up at him.

"Don't worry. I'll always choose you over some paperwork," You promised him. Giving him a peck on the cheek, you pulled away. "I'll clear everything tomorrow, as long as I get to finish what I have to do today. Then, we can hang out at your house, deal?" You offered.

"Deal," You turned away and say back down, continuing on the paperwork.

"So, is Charlie a boy or girl?"

"Gon."

Killua - 15

You - 16

"Killua!" You yelled, catching up to your albino boyfriend. Killua looked over at you, surprised to find that there was someone trailing after you.

You tugged on the person's arm and slowed down next to Killua.

"This is Kazuto," You introduced, pointing over at the man. "I found him while I was searching for some spices for my mom. He seemed lost, so I struck up a conversation with him," You explained.

Kazuto gave a cheesy smile and looked over at Killua. "I am rather lost. I'm not from these parts, you see," He told the two of you.

Kazuto had a dark brown undercut, the top of his hair dyed a light brown. He was a bit taller then Killua, maybe one or two inches taller. His light blue eyes seemed to shine as he stared over at Killua, giving out an aura of happiness. He had a single piercing in his left ear, a black ring earring.

"Luckily, [y/n] here came and helped me. They seem to be quite amazing," Kazuto commented.

"Aw, thanks Kazuto," You chuckled, placing your hands on your hips.

Killua, on the other hand, was confused and angry. He didn't know this Kazuto and why was he flirting with [y/n]?

Killua huffed and bit his inner cheek, trying to stop himself from saying anything rude. Folding his arms, he stared as [y/n] and Kazuto continued to talk.

"As I'm sure you know, this is Killua. My boyfriend," You told Kazuto, reintroducing Killua.

Killua felt his ego inflate.

'He must be pretty sad now,'  He thought to himself, his smirk beginning to take up his face.

Kazuto, instead, smiled, "He bears a striking resemblance to mine. Of course, Aito is cuter."

"Oh, yeah. You told me about him," You laughed.

'Kazto has a boyfriend?'  It took a few moments for Killua to register this brand new information.

"That's him right now," Kazuto pointed over at another boy.

He was right.

He did look like Killua.

Aito had white hair as well, except, his body was covered in freckles. He also had chestnut colored eyes, which looked utterly bored. His entire right ear was pierced, the left having only two. When he stood next to Kazuto, he was the taller one.

"Kazuto, it's time to go," Aito told him, his voice monotone and deep.

"Aw, man," Kazut sighed. "Guess we'll see you later then!" He walked alongside Aito and waved goodbye at you two.

"Hopefully, qw don't," Killua whispered, just loud enough for you to catch it.

You hugged Killua by his shoulders and laughed. "Were you jealous?" You asked, your noses barely touching eachother.

Killuas faced flushed and avoided eye contact. "Of course not. Why would I be?"

"Its okay Killua. It's normal to be jealous. Want to know a secret?" You whispered the last part.

Killua hesitantly nodded.

"When I first met Bisky, before knowing her real age, I hated her and was a bit jealous that she spent all that time with you."

Kurapika - 20

You - 20

Flipping over the next page, you bit your lip in anticipation. The sentences strung together beautifully, all to lead up to the climax.

"Hey, [y/n]," You heard your boyfriend call out.

Kurapika had been sitting next to you for around an hour. He was wondering what was making you so hyped up and why you weren't paying attention to him. 

"Hm?" You hummed absently. 

Kurapika pursed his lips, sighed, and leaned his head back on the wall. Whistling to himself, he waited. Very quickly, his patience was starting to run thin.

"[y/n]," He whined.

"Yes, Kurapika?" You barely looked up from your book. 

Kurapika gave a side glance at your book, wondering what was so interesting about it. Poking your cheek, he waited for your reaction.

You barely flinched.

Pinching your cheeks with his fingers, he stretched them out.

"Ow, ow, ow," you winced, setting the book down. Kurapika kept playing with your pudgy cheeks, marveling at the squish-ness.

"Hey! Stooop," you whined this time, grabbing his hand with yours. He let out some laughs, swiftly intertwining his fingers with yours. "What was that about?"

"Nothing," he shrugged, he swung your guy's hands back and forth.

"Alright, you want to get some food?" You stomach grumbled at the sound of it, you weren't aware of just how much time had passed. 

Kurapika nodded, letting his hand fall to your side. You hopped up from your seat, pecked him on the cheek, and headed for the nearest food place.  

Hisoka - 29

You - 29

You were fine. Of course you were, why wouldn't you be?

The only reason you wouldn't be fine, would be because Hisoka was summoned somewhere by someone named Machi. 

But you were fine. Even though you had no idea who Machi was, you trusted Hisoka. Anyone would be a little wary, but you were fine.

Shuffling the papers so they were nice and lined up, you stapled them and turned them in. Reminded you of grade school. Walking back to the small office, you heard someone call your name behind you.

"Hey!" Co-worker, Sult, had yelled. 

Looking over to her, you saw that she had been running toward you. You liked Sult, she had a fiery and confident personality that you wished you had. Her brown hair was in a ponytail, barely reaching her shoulders, and her icy blue eyes burned with determination.

"Some of the other workers and I wanted to invite you out," she offered, placing a hand on her hip. "You've been looking a little down lately."

Waving your hands in front of you, you gave her a small smile. "I'm okay, I don't like going out. Y'know, people and me, we don't really get along."

"I promise it's with people you know, besides, I think it could be good for you," Sult promised, popping up next to you.

Sighing and hanging your head low, you nodded. "I guess I can go for a little bit."

"Perfect!" Sult had clasped her hands together. Grabbing your hand, she pulled you along with her.

A few hours had passed and you were hanging out in a bar. Sult was sitting next to you, downing one drink after another, and the others, well, you had no idea where they went. 

"None of these are strong enough," Sult whined, scrunching her face up. "Guess my years of drinking have made me build an tolerance towards it," she tilted her head toward you, placing her chin on the palm of her hand. "I'm guessing you're a light weight?"

"Yeah," you laughed a little, shaking your waterbottle. "I don't like the taste of alcohol, makes me want to puke."

You were totally fine. You trusted Hisoka, and you definitely weren't jealous. 

Illumi - 17

You - 16

 Illumi didn't have that much experience with emotions. Not as much as you did. He understood anger, protectiveness, happiness, and sadness.

So what was this one?

He wanted to say it fell into the anger category, but it also felt like sadness. Although he did want to punch that no good idiot in the face. but that would've upset you, and he didn't want that.

He frowned to himself, watching your oblivious responses to the guy that was flirting with you. He snapped, metaphorically, when he saw him grab your hand.

You nervously laughed, trying to pull his hand away from yours.

Feeling another hand on your shoulder, you almost jolted from the fright of it all. You relaxed when you saw that it was only Illumi. The relief that flooded through your body, was prrof that whoever you were talking to scared you.

"Hey, Illumi!" You practically shouted, wanting to get away as soon as possible.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's this?" The man from before asked, dropping his hand from yours.

Illumi pulled out some needles, hitting him in his knees and neck. The man fell to the ground, completely still.

"Is...Is he dead?" Your throat had choked on the word, trying to swallow it down. 

"No," Illumi wasn't stupid enough to kill someone in front of you. "I just temporarily paralyzed him."

"Oh, okay," you nodded your head.

The man was found dead a few days later.

Chrollo - 24

You - 23

Chrollo was a chick magnet. Sure, he was a wanted criminal and such, but did anyone except you and Yorknew city know what he looked like? No. Did Yorknew know he was alive? Also, no.

With Chrollos natural charm and his aura of confidence, it was fair to say that he attracted pretty much everyone. 

Not to mention he was attractive. 

You never thought you'd have some competition for him. Sure, he was yours, but that doesn't stop people apparently.

And currently, you were watching some lady at the store help him. Help was a reach, it was more like she was hitting on him.

She twisted her perfect curls with her hand, making it bounce when she let go. And she kept touching his arms. Why? What does touching his arm do? Piss you off, that's for sure.

Whenever you and Chrollo had to go into a store, he swapped his jacket out for a more formal suit. He also covered the mark on his forehead and unslicked his hair. How he slicked it was still a mystery.

Since you guys were closer to the outskirts of Yorbian, no one had recognized you. Except, Chrollo didn't want to take the slim chance.

Dumping the bread in the cart, you walked calmly over to Chrollo.

"Hi, sweetie," you inwardly cringed. You've never called him pet names before. "Hows the search for chips going?"

Why were you like this? So awkward and terrible at confrontation. 

"It's going fine," Chrollo gave you his signature smile. Reaching for the chips you wanted, he thanked and said 'bye' to the store lady.

You both waked back to the cart, you trying to keep your face from turning red. 

"You know," Chrollo started. "You're pretty cute when you're jealous."

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im probably going to get questions about Hisokas. I have a reason, i promise-

You see, for the [y/n]s personality type, their jealousy is more quiet and festering. when they're jealous, they react in a way where they do things out of their comfort zones. I wanted a more realistic scenario :)

Bonus:

Laying on the couch, you grabbed your head at the throbbing headache. You had already called in sick for the day, and now, you were waiting for the ibuprofen to set in.

Tossing and turning, you squeezed your eyes shut. Drinking was a terrible idea. It had started out fine, until one of the co-workers persuaded you to try a drink. Everything was fuzzy passed that. 

Tearing the blankets off, you walked around to get some water. 

You poured the water from the filter, taking in some sips of the cool beverage. That was when you heard the door open and slam shut.

It made your head ache more.

Looking to see who decided to make you feel pain, you locked eyes with your boyfriend. Walking over to him, you wrapped your arms around his torso, burying yourself in his warmth. 

No words were said, but what was needed to be communicated was communicated.

You missed him.

And he missed you.