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Leorio has, inadvertently, become Killua and Gon's personal doctor. This, however, has only made him realize how little proper medical care either of them have gotten over the years.
Killua is due for his vaccinations. If Leorio can convince him to let him, of course.
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21 May 2026
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Don't go. Gon thinks, as he bows his head in overdue thanks. Don’t go. He thinks, as he watches Killua’s face split into a fond smile, a dimple Gon had studied for hours blooming on his cheek. Don’t go. He thinks as Killua tosses away flimsy assurances of future emails and photographs, already far too prepared to leave Gon behind. Don’t go. He thinks, as he swallows his tears and turns on his heel to face the monstrous tree before him. Don’t go. Please don’t go. He prays, as Killua takes his sister by the arm, holding her with the hands that once held him, and disappears.
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25 Feb 2026
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“You’re making this difficult.” Killua sighs, sounding a bit off.
Gon just hums lowly in response. He's too concentrated on forming his Nen above his finger to properly stay attentive.
“I’m in love with you.”
“Mmm, I’m in love with-“ Gon blankly parrots before stopping. The Nen abruptly dissolves with a slight hiss and he whips his head around to face his friend. “Wait, what did you say?”
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16 Feb 2026
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Gon and Killua somehow end up turning getting presents into a contest, but why is it so hard to pick out a gift? And does Gon's have to be so embarrassing? Come to think of it, is Killua's that much better?
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16 Jan 2026
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“Does it bother you?” Gon asks, tilting his head to pin Killua with a wide-eyed look. His tone is genuinely concerned as he assures, “I can stop if you don’t like it.”
No, is his immediate reaction and, to his continued mortification, his mouth blurts it out without his permission. He shoves his hands in his pockets, ducking his chin to glare at the dirt as he mutters, “I mean, I don’t…mind it.” He glances back up at his friend through his fringe to find a delighted smile aimed his way, wide and bright and captivating. His heart leaps in his chest at the sight.
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20 Dec 2025