They're sitting with their shoulders touching under an inky sky, huddled into their fall coats, rebellious cause it's midnight and they were supposed to be back half an hour ago; Killua's got his Gameboy in hand as usual, but he still murmurs to Gon every so often, answers his questions when he's supposed to, laughs at his stupid jokes and rubs grass in his hair when they're particularly bad.
After a particularly awful joke that has both of them rolling, tears streaming down their faces as they hit each other and laugh, Gon sits back up and sighs, pulling his knees up to his chest. There's a long pause, and then "I feel like something really bad happened to us in another life," he says, pensive.
Killua rolls over and stretches out onto his back, still playing his Gameboy. "Well, that's a weird thing to say," he says, shifting a little – he's lying on Gon's hand. "How d'you figure?"
Gon shrugs. "Nothing bad has ever happened to us, Killua. There's got to be a world out there somewhere where we're suffering." He lies down, too, head touching Killua's, and sighs. "I hope we're friends there, at least."
"We're friends everywhere, idiot." Grass sprinkles down onto Gon's face, and he laughs a little through his sneeze. "But we're suffering? You're not making sense."
"Yeah, I don't even know what I'm saying," Gon admits, and both of them laugh this time. "I just kind of. I feel it, you know? Like, another world on the edge of this one where things're different and we aren't happy like this." He moves onto his stomach so he can look at Killua. "But it's kind of – I kind of want to know what that's like. Do you ever get that? That, you know, life here is so boring that you're willing to give it all up for one with a little excitement?"
Putting the Gameboy down, Killua tucks his arms behind his head and settles farther into the grass. "Nah, not really. I'm pretty okay with life as it is so long as we can still have adventures and do shit together and stuff, even if it is a little boring sometimes." He looks up at the sky and frowns at the stars for a long moment. "Maybe there is a world like that out there, though. I hope that whatever it is that happens to him, the other me is still cool as hell."
"Well, if he's you, probably not," Gon teases, and Killua laughs even as he jumps up to takes a swing at him.
notes: do people even still do author's notes? like, is that a thing that happens? i've been gone long enough that i actually have no idea anymore
this is an AU where killua and gon are just kids speculating on the existence of other worlds, aka the "what the fuck is the canon hunter x hunter storyline i just want them to be happy" AU. basically this is going to be a collection of little tiny stories focusing around them and the world around them - i don't know if other characters will come into this at all, but we'll see.
honestly, i have no idea what i'm doing.
(the title of this fic, for those who are curious, is taken from "first day of my life" by bright eyes.)