"Okay, this is me and Killua's apartment. Uh...there is an extra room. Sorry that you have to share." Gon says, apologetically.
"Oh, it's fine!" Goten reassures.
Trunks just shrugs. "Yeah, thanks."
"Hey, you little shit, you can get out right now-" Killua starts, but Gon interrupts him with, "Babe. Please. Anyways, I will get started on dinner! Killua, honey, take them to their room."
"Ten's room. Shorty over here is sleeping with Rocky."
"KILLUA ZOLDYCK, LISTEN TO ME!" Gon yells.
"Fine! Let's go." Killua shows them the room. "Closet, bed, dresser, TV." He says, bluntly.
"Thank you so much!" Goten says.
"Dammed mop head. Too cheap to even-"
"Trunks, stop!" Goten pleads.
"Make me!" Well, Goten and Trunks starts fighting.
Gon starts making burgers and fries. Killua walks in and hugs Gon's waist. "Honey."
"I know, Babe. Just please, be patient with Trunks. He is a kid."
"He is older than us." Killua says, getting red in the face.
Gon sighs. "It'll be okay. Stop worrying. Stop stressing. You are only twelve. All that stress isn't good for you!" Gon explains, throwing his left and up at the end of his explanation.
Killua huffs. "He is begging for me to punch him in his fucking-"
"Language."
"I can't help it!" Killua rests his head in Gon's neck. He starts to grind against Gon, making the smaller male blush and let out a squeak.
"I'm c-cooking!"
"Well, I'm not."
"Killua, stop it!"
Gon shoves Killua away gently. Just then, a huge Husky runs in the kitchen. "Rocky!" Killua exclaims, petting his dog. "Hey, boy."
The big dog licks Killua's face. "Good, boy! Wanna do me a favor?"
In the room, Goten and Trunks continue to fight...well, argue until Rocky busts into the room.
"AH! A DOG!!" Trunks yells, jumping onto the bed.
"Whoa, Trunks. Calm down!" Goten yells.
Rocky starts barking at Trunks, showing his fangs and from a distance you can hear Killua laughing. Trunks is near tears as the dog gets louder.
Gon rushes into the room and Trunks flies into his arms. "Ssh, ssh. Don't cry, Trunks. Ssh. KILLUA!!" Gon hugs Trunks tight. "It's okay. KILLUA, GET YOUR FUCKING DOG!"
Killua walks in slowly and pets Rocky. "Good boy. Good boy, Rocky!"
"Killua go check the dammed food. Ssh, it's okay, Trunks. Did he bite you?"
Trunks shakes his head.
~after dinner~
(Trunks and Goten's room)
"Alright, Goten. Time for bed. You get in first." Trunks tells Goten and Goten obeys. Trunks lays next to Goten.
"Hey, Trunks?"
"What?"
"Will we still be stuck here in ten years?"
"What the fuck is wrong with you? No, we'll find a way out."
"What if I wanna stay?" Goten asks, turning to face Trunks. "Gon is really nice."
"Well, mop head is mean."
"You and Killua act the same, Trunks!"
Trunks growls. "Go to sleep."
(Gon and Killua's room)
"Gon, I'm sorry. C'mon." Killua says, following Gon.
"You scared our guest! He was crying."
Killua sighs. "I was playing with him!"
"THAT'S NOT PLAYING!" Gon crosses his arms. "He was so scared. We should get rid of that dammed dog! He is nothing but trouble. Just like you."
Killua frowned. "No. I'm keeping Rocky. I'll behave, okay, Gon? I swear!"
Gon smiles and kisses Killua's cheek. "Fine. But, you're having blue balls tonight." With that, Gon climbed into the bed.
"Hey, wait! That's no fair!" Killua pounced on Gon.
"Ah! Stooop!" Gon whines.
"I don't wanna have blue balls. Anything but blue balls!"
Gon smirks and pushes Killua off. "Wait until morning."
Killua groans again. "Goooon."
"Nighty, night."