Killua X Reader: Short Stories~

        Once you got home you dropped onto your bed. Tonight, you were going on a date with Killua; your first date with Killua, you're first date ever! You had no idea what do wear, what to do! You reluctantly sat up after a few minutes of freaking out and scanned your room. Your eyes fall on your closet and you decide, first things first, outfit. Before you two parted at the end of the day, he said to wear something fancy, but what classifies as fancy?! You were a total noob at this whole dating thing and you went on full out panic mode. Dress after dress, you looked at then tossed out of your closet onto your bed. it even came to the point where you had to call your mom into your room to help you. Who had recently come home. She of course, was over the moon when she heard you were going on your first date and went a little crazy... Okay a lot crazy. 

        She started by pushing you into  your chair and fussing with your hair and makeup. When she was done, you looked like a whole different person. You stare at yourself in your mirror as your mom admires her work from over your shoulder. Apparently she had a dress prepared for you hidden in her closet, since she anticipated for this day to come. She had pinned your hair up in a classy bun, where your hair was braided over the top as if to be your natural crown, and the bun it's self fell not too high on your head, but just enough to seem, well, perfect. Your hands smooth down the dress you were wearing and you felt immediately self conscious. It was a mid-thigh length dress that had a black top and white skater style skirt. A belt covered in shining jewels wrapped around your waist, showing off the figure you forgot you had. And a matching neck line shaped over your collar bone, in the form of a necklace. The dress was beautiful, but one thing about it bothered you. The top split in half in the middle, exposing a little bit of your upper torso. You pulled on the two halves in hopes that they would some how sew themselves together, but obviously that didn't work. 

        "Mom..." You start, "Don't you think this is a little too revealing?"

        "Darling you look beautiful." Your mom smiles as she fusses a little more with your hair, making sure everything is perfect. 

        "Mom, I don't think I feel comfortable in this. It'll seem like I'm trying too hard, like I'm desperate. I don't even know the first thing about first dates! What if I bore him to death. What if I embarrass myself?!" You begin to freak out, "You know what nevermind! I'm not ready for this! I don't even want to go anymore." 

        You mom immediately spins your around and stared you right in the eye as she grips your arms firmly. "Sweetheart, you're just having some first date jitters. Don't worry everyone had those. But I know for a fact that you want to go on this date. You've been sighing and checking the clock all day! Heck you've been dreaming about your first date since you were 5!" She spins you around to face yourself in the mirror, "Now look at you, all grown up, about to live that dream. And you look beautiful, even more beautiful then I hoped you would in this dress." 

        "I-I don't know more, this dress is beautiful, but I don't feel like I can wear it..." You say picking at the opening again. 

        "Look at yourself sweety. You are beautiful. Yes this dress is beautiful, but you're the one who looks gorgeous. Yes it's out of your comfort zone, but isn't that what you've been trying to get yourself out of recently? You look stunning and your date will be just as awestruck as I am." 

        You look yourself up and down. Inspecting everything your mom did. Your eyes trail up your dress until they reach your face. Your mom gave your a natural look that really extenuated your features and you could help but feel, beautiful. You spin around in your dress and watch at the skirts fabric flows like waves in the wind as you spin, then gracefully fall back on to your legs when you stop. You smile brightly at your mom and hug her.