Killua X Reader: Short Stories~

 "You're such and idiot!" your best friend says as he enters your room. You were only half conscious, but you could recognize that non-nonchalant voice and white hair easily.

        "Killua?" You say weakly, "I'm not an idiot!" You say building up all your strength to throw a pillow at him, but missing by a mile and hitting your book shelf. 

        "Really? Than what should I call the person who runs to my house in the middle of winter, with no coat, no scarf, nothing but pajamas, just to give me some a chocolate cake?" He questions as he goes to pick up the pillow and then approaches you to tuck it under your head again. 

        "I'm good friend!" You say, "It was new years and I wanted to be first to greet you! Plus your house isn't that far-" You start coughing and you feel like you're about to pass out. 

        "Well be a good friend to yourself next time too and at least put on a coat. Now you went and got yourself a cold." 

        You sigh in defeat, 'It was stupid of me to run outside in the cold with only my pjs, but I made it my goal to always be the first to greet Killua on special occasions, since I was 7 and I wasn't going to break that record over a little snow.' "What are you doing here anyways Killua? Don't you have school." You ask him through sniffles, "Where are my parents?" 

        "They left for work and there is no school, remember? We have a break. And I'm here to take care you, stupid." 

        "You don't have t-" You suddenly sneeze, "-to do that. My parents will be home soon." He passes you the tissue box and you blow your nose.

        "No they won't, you told me yourself last week that they were leaving for a business trip. So, I promised them I'd take care of your while they were gone." He said in his same cool voice, but he wore his rare smile. 

        "T-thank you Killua." You stutter as you are overcome by sudden chills. Killua gently leans over and pushes some hair out of your face. He reaches over and feels your head. You knew before he even had to say, you were burning up.

        "You have a fever," He starts as he tucks you gently into your blanket, "I'll be right back with cold water and a towel for your head. And don't move!" He says before he exits your room to find a bucket and a towel. 'He's really worried about me...' You smile and close your eyes. 

        You wake up to see Killua sitting at your desk writing something down. "Whatcha doing?" You say as you rub your eyes. 

        "O-oh you're awake!" Killua says clearly startled. "I-it's nothing." He says folding the paper up. He gets up and turns to face you. In his hands you see a bowl of hot soup and a tea cup. "I made you lunch." You scoot over a bit on your bed so that he has room to sit with you. 

        "Aw thanks Kil!" You say happily, you've never tried Killua's cooking before. You take the bowl of soup and it slips right out of your hands. You instinctively close your eyes and prepare for the searing burns, but there aren't any. 

        "Stupid, You have to be more careful!" Says Killua as he starts poking you head with his free hand.  You open your eyes to find his face really close to yours."I'll feed you." He says calmly leaning back. Apparently he had caught the bowl of soup right before it dropped onto your bed sheets. He takes a spoonful of the soup and blows on it a bit, then holds it in front of your mouth. 

        "I'm not that sick, I can feed myself. It's embarrassing having to be fed. " You pout. 

        "You think I'm gonna buy that, right after you almost spilled the whole thing onto yourself?! No way. Now suck up your pride, and get better!" Killua scolds. You continue to pout for a bit then look up to face Killua. He was still holding the spoon in front of you and he had a very serious expression on his face. His eyes looked directly into yours and your could sense how worried he truly was for your health. His stare made you blush many shades of red, but killua simply assumed it was due to your cold. Of all the years you two have been best friends, never have you seen him with such a worried expression. This made you cave, and you reluctantly let him feed you. 
        As soon as the liquid hit your tongue, you stifled a gag. 'WHAT IS IN THAT?!' You were about to shout that at Killua, but when you look up to see his face, he looked so expectant and hopeful and you just couldn't. 

        "It's-brgh- It's really good!" You say through a pained smile. 

        "I know it's bad." He said reading you like an open book, "It's not supposed to taste good." He says with no emotion. "It's only supposed to cure your cold. It tastes bad, but it works in less than 2 days, but if it's really that bad you don't have to-"  Killua wasn't even able to finish before you start gobbling up the soup. 

        "You're missing school for me to get better, and I want to get better as well. Plus you made this soup yourself, so of course I'll eat it!" You say as you finish off the last of the soup. "Ahhh... That hit the spot!" You say as you lean back. You extend your arms to him, asking for a hug. He sighs and puts down the bowl and hugs you. "Thank you Kil." You say softly into him ear. 

...

        Killua was right. In just 2 days you felt as good as new. You woke up that morning perfectly healthy. The bright sun poured into your room though your curtains and you stretched your arms over your head. You've never felt this good in ages, even when you weren't sick you never felt this good. 'What was in that soup exactly?' You begin to wonder. 'It doesn't matter, I'm better now!' You get out of bed and look into the mirror. You jump slightly at your reflection. Although you felt better, you looked terrible. You were wearing sweat pants and a loose shirt with holes in it. Your face still showed some signs of being recently sick and you hair resembled a birds nest. 'God... Don't tell me I looked like this in front of Killua?!' Just thinking about what he would be thinking if he saw you like that made you want to never show your face again. 
        
        You take a quick shower and change into a more presentable outfit and fix your hair. When you are finally satisfied with how you look you head downstairs towards the kitchen. On your way to the kitchen you pass by the living room and using your peripheral vision you notice something seeming different in it. You slowly walk backwards a few steps then peek your head into the living room. The living room looked the same, the remote was where you left it on the coffee table, nothing was out of place, there was a boy on your couch...wait...A boy?! Your eyes instantly fall back onto the couch and you recognize a ball of white hair. 

        "Killua?!" You walk over to the couch and look down on his sleeping form. He squirms around a bit, probably having hear you call him name a little too loudly and his eyes flutter open. 

        "Oh, hey." He says in a husky tone which you can't help but swoon at. You couldn't help it. His hair fell perfectly around his face this morning and he looked really good half awake. It also didn't help that you've had a crush on him for the longest time. You were pretty good at hiding it, but you've never seen him in the morning and you were caught off guard. You blush bright red and begin to stutter. 

        "G-Good morning K-Kil..." 

        "If you're still sick you shouldn't be up." He said still in a husky tone, mistaking your stuttering for you being sick. He sat up and turned to face you.

        "N-No, I'm fine. Thanks to you actually." You smile towards him.

        "Thanks goo-" He stops mid sentence and has a coughing fit. 'Oh no...'

        "Kil are you okay?" You ask panic filling your voice. 

        "I'm fine." He says his once husky voice turning congested, "Don't worry." 

        You lean towards him and reach over to feel his forehead. His slight blush goes unnoticed by you as you gently push back his hair and place your palm against his forehead. 

        "You're burning up." You sigh sadly. An immense amount of guilt instantly falls over you, "Oh Kil, I'm so sorry. After taking such good care of me, all I did was get you sick."

        "You *Sniffle* didn't mean too." He says. 

        "I still feel bad though." You say, "The least I can do is take care of you. Come on." You put his arm over your shoulder and start to help him up. 

        "Where are we going?" He asks. 

        "To my room. You're sick, you should at least be sleeping in a proper bed." You lug the boy up to your room, which was a challenge since he was much taller than you and you had no upper body strength whatsoever. When you finally reach your room you help him into your bed, and tuck him in just like he did for you. You looked down at your best friend, his face was slightly red and he looked to be in pain. It was all your fault... You felt terrible. You were going to make sure he get better as soon as possible, but the thing is, you didn't know how. You gently push back some of his hair behind his ear and softly caress his cheek. "Kil, are you okay? Can I get you anything?" 'Man I'm horrible at this whole "Nursing" thing.'

        "I have a really bad headache... do you have anything, like a Advil, a Tylenol?" He asks quietly. 

        "Okay I go look, I'll be right back." You lean down and kiss his forehead. You action surprised you as much as it did him. You had no clue why you just suddenly kissed him, but it felt right and you didn't regret it. You blushed slightly and so did he. "I'll go see if we still have some left." You quickly get up and head towards the door. 

        "O-on second thought... My head feels better all ready." You turn to see Killua blushing, "Would you mind staying here with me instead." He says shyly and you nod. You pull your desk chair near your bed and look over at your bedside clock. 7:30am it said. 

        "Kil, you should go back to sleep. You need your rest." You say, "I'll get a wet towel for your forehead." He nods and obediently closes his eyes as you get up. 

        You come back to see him sleeping a slightly snoring due to his plugged nose. You giggle a bit and place the towel onto his head. You spent a few minutes holding his hand with you left hand and patting his hair with your right. He looked so cute and peaceful sleeping... 
        After a few minutes pass and you now found yourself sitting at your desk reading a book. Getting really bored of reading, you shut the book and lean your chin onto your desk. Your tired eyes scan your desk until they come across an unfamiliar paper. 'What's this?' You think and your curiously unfold the mysterious paper. The some of the writing was crossed out, but you could still read most of it. You recognized the writing to be Killua's and you got extremely interested. You begin to read and read and you eyes widen. The words on that small piece of paper made your heart instantly drop and shatter on the ground into a million pieces. 

       The words of the letter repeat in your mind, as you slowly process the meaning of them. 'Killua has a crush on someone?' You slowly repeat in your head. 'Of course he does, why would he like you? You two were just friends, he's bound to have fallen for some other girl instead of you.' You smack your palm to your forehead and bury your face in your hands. How could you have stupidly believe that you had a chance? That he might eventually end up liking you? Ughh... he was out of your league, you knew that. He was so handsome, smart and perfect, why would he like you? You shoulders begin to shake and you felt a strong urge to just break down and cry, but he was right behind you. The boy you've fallen in love with, the boy who would never love you back, was right there. 'Killua like someone else...'

        "Y/n? You okay?" You hear his quiet, cool voice ask. He was still congested, but you could hear his concern and worry. 

        "I-I'm fine." You say wiping away your tears. You turn around to face him when you know your tears were all wiped away. "Soo Kil, who's this girl?" You coo shoving the paper into his face. You held back your tears behind your fake smile. Your were good at hiding your feelings for him, but right now your weren't so sure how long you'd be able to hold back your tears. 

        "Y-You read this?" He stuttered. 

        "Yup!" You say in a fake cheerful voice. You turn the paper towards you and begin to read. 

        "She's so beautiful, I can't help but stare. Is in the way she smiles? The way she fixes her hair? There's something about her, there's no words to explain it. Something about her, makes my heart go a mile a minute. Her smile, her laugh, the way her eyes shine. How long I have a wanted and waited to make her all mine. I don't know how to tell her, what's holding me back. I guess it's a little confidence I need, the little something I lack. If I tell her I love her, I'm afraid she wont hear. But most of all I worry, that after she will disappear."

         You recite the whole poem in the typical mocking tone, a best friend would read it in, but you held back the tears welling up in your eyes. You lean your head down, mostly to hid your face. "Aww Kil, this poem is so lovey-dovey! I didn't know you were such a romantic. So who is it you're in looove with?" You spin around so that you weren't facing him when he says it, in case you might cry. But Killua was your friend, and he really seemed to love whoever this was and you intended to be strong for him. You cared more about him being happy than about him being with you. For a while he didn't say anything. Silence filled the room. Your heart was racing, it felt like it was about to explode. "Just tell me Killua..." You say, some bitterness creeping it's way into your voice. "I though we were best friends... I thought you trusted me..." 'Best friends...ya forever...' You thought bitterly, but you knew it was for the best. It was for Killua. 

        "You weren't supposed to read that..." He says quietly. 'Great, so he didn't want you to know either. Not only did he like someone, other than you, but he didn't trust you enough to tell you...' Your heart dropps with every passing second. 

        "I was planning to read that to you face to face, when you got better." He says and coughs a bit. This makes your heart stop. 'What did he just say? He meant to read this to you when you got better? But that would mean-' "Mann, you really are and idiot!" He says. You quickly turn around and shout. 

        "Hey I'm not an idi-!" only to be hit in the face with a pillow.

        "Yes *sniffle* you are!" He shouts back, "You went and ruined my love confession! Only an idiot would do that!" 

        You rip the pillow off your face and prepare to throw it back until his words finally process into your brain. 'You went and ruined my love confession!' "Wait... What?!" You said getting all flustered. 

        "I was meaning to tell you that I loved you after you got better, with that poem, but you being and idiot got me sick and also spoiled the confession." He says bluntly with a slight blush forming on his face. You're silence and staring at him blankly. He keeps a cool expression until he no longer can. He starts to freak out under your stare. "L-look, if you don't like me back, i-its oka-" You shut him up by running over to him and hugging him. 

        "I love you too Killua." You whisper into his ear and continue to hug him tightly. He hugs you back and you both stay like that for a while. 

        "He y/n?" Killua says out of the blue.

        "Ya?" You say still hin his arms. 

        "Can you do something for me?"

        "What is it?" 

        "My head's hurting again...Can you do what you did before to make it feel better." 

        You blush a little and pull back and stare deeply into his sapphire blue eyes. "O-Of course..." You kiss is forehead again. You both lean your foreheads on each others' and he smiles slyly. 

        "Hey Y/n?" He says in a whisper. 

        "What is it now Killua?" You say in a playful annoyed voice. 

        "My lips are hurting, can you make them feel better too?" 

        You laugh nevously and blush madly, "O-Of course..." You slowly close the gap between the two of you and gently place your lips onto his. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer and deepening the kiss. His lips were loft and warm. They fit perfectly onto yours. It felt so right and you smile a bit. Eventually, you part, gasping for air. Again you lean your foreheads together and smile. 

        "I love you y/n." Killua coos. You blush madly and pull back embarrassed. 

        "Shut up..." You gently push a pillow in his face. 

        "That's not nice..." He pouts as he throws the pillow back at you. You catch it and lean closer to him. 

        "I love you too Kil." You peck him on the lips then say, "Now hurry up and get better." 

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~Callie