She remembered when she used to daydream about Killua, never realizing that she was in the midst of daydreaming about him until she felt a fluttery feeling in her chest, dispelling the fantasies with a shake of her head as she internally berated herself. The flutters were back but at such an unexpected time. She currently lay pinned below Killua, breathless and wet between the legs, naked body moist with sweat. He was staring down at her in a way that made her want to shyly break eye contact. His gaze could be so intense sometimes and at times it was too much for her. She thought she'd only experience him looking at her in such a way in her daydreams.
"You're beautiful."
Those were the two words he had uttered mere moments ago. Canary didn't know what was so special about those words, didn't know why they made her insides feel so light. This wasn't the first time Killua had called her beautiful, after all. Maybe it was because they were being intimate with each other right now.
Canary gasped as Killua suddenly flipped the two of them, blinking as Killua's heartbeat thudded against her ear. A gentle kiss was pressed against her forehead, Killua's hand sliding around her waist. She soon felt his chest rise and fall slowly, Canary feeling it safe to say that Killua was asleep. Canary decided to follow his lead, closing her eyes.