While Killua was asleep, Gon was sitting on the floor and polishing a fishing rod he bought that was like a much more enhanced version of the one he owned prior, absentmindedly going back to the basics somewhat. When the other opened an eye, Gon placed down his rod and leaned close, grinning. "Nothing. I just like calling you~ Oh. And I guess I'd like to give your daily dose of 'I love yous'?" He chuckled.
“And you had to wake me up for that?” Despite the words, though, there was no annoyance in Killua’s tone nor expression. He shifted, draping himself over the couch in a cat-like movement and peering down to see what Gon was occupying himself with. The next words were unexpected– though maybe at this point, he should have gotten used to it. Killua gave a small huff, raising his hand to tell-tale flush of pink creeping across his cheek.
“How you keep saying stuff like that with a straight face is beyond me.” There’s no denying that the words brought a spark of warmth to him, though, and he liked that Gon said it so often. Lightning-quick, Killua leaned in and pressed a light, fleeting kiss to Gon’s cheek, his next words mumbled just as quickly and quietly. “...Here’s yours, then.”
I love yous were just as well expressed through actions, right? Right.
