"R-really?" Killua's heart pounded in his chest, and he refused to believe that Gon couldn't hear it as well.
Gon nodded, gently pulling Killua closer to him. "But," But? "You still haven't answered my question."
Crap. Killua had nearly forgotten about that. "I'd figured you'd know after I just kissed you." When Gon raised an eyebrow, Killua sighed. Maneuvering himself out of Gon's grip, he stood back and took off his sweatshirt.
Gon gasped. Although he could only see Killua's arms, the brusies covering them was enough for Gon to get the gist of it.
Gon's hands clenched into fists, his lips pressing tight together. "They HIT you?" "They" obviously being Killua's family. At Gon's shout, Killua reflexively flinched, bringing his arms up to cover his face.
Remembering himself, he relaxed. "Mostly my dad and my brothers." He said, his voice small and wobbly.
"Oh I'm gonna-"
"Don't please. They'd kick you out and probably blame me for the whole thing." He was still looking away from Gon, ashamed. Despite his angered words, Killua felt the other boy wanted nothing to do with him now. Who would want to be friends- or maybe more- with someone who was carrying around emotional baggage like this?
When he looked back at Gon, the boy no longer looked angry but rather, immensely disappointed with... himself? "Sorry I scared you."
" 'S not your fault. Reflexes." Killua's voice was barely above a whisper.
Gon reached out towards Killua's left arm. "Can I?" WHen Killua nodded, Gon ever so gently grabbed it, and began examining the bruises. Some of them were fresh, like they'd only been there since this morning. Others looked like they'd been there for months, and had been hit again to make sure that they wouldn't fade. "Why?" Gon thought aloud.
"Because I'm gay." Killua replied, blinking away tears.
"But there's nothing wrong with that!" Gon argued. His free hand making an exasperated motion.
Killua shrugged. "They seem to think so."
They sat in silence for a long time. Every so often Gon would place a kiss to one of the many bruises on Killua's arm. The silence only broke wen Killua asked a question he'd been thinking since he and Gon first kissed.
"What does this make us? I mean, I kissed you, and you said you liked it but-"
He didn't even get to finish his sentence. "Boyfriends. The only reason I didn't kiss back was because I was so shocked. Unless you don't want to be my boyfriend. It would be secret, of course." Gon said this all very fast, and Killua just blinked at him. Then, a large grin broke out across the Yankees' face.
"Of course I want to be your boyfriend. But you're right. We would have to keep it a secret." Killua frowned as he spoke the last sentence, and his chest heaved with yet another sigh.
"So can I kiss you again?"
Killua nodded, but added cheekily, "But only if you promise to actually do something instead of just sitting there."
Gon rolled his eyes to the ceiling before kissing the other boy. Gon had thought the first kiss was amazing, but it didn't compare to this one. It was long and sweet. It made Gon practically swoon in Killua's arms. Which wasn't really fair. In his opinion, he was supposed to be the one making Killua swoon, not the other way around. When the kiss was over, it was too soon. Gon had a feeling it would always be too soon. But it was sort of worth it, because since now they were apart Gon got to watch that adorable flush spread across Killua's face.
Their foreheads rested together, and Gon whispered, "I'm sorry you have such bigoted parents. You desrve better."
"It's not your fault." Killua whispered back, gently squeezing Gon's hand.
"I know. But I still feel terrible."
For a moment, it didn't matter that they Killua's family wouldn't approve of this. It didn't matter that if they were to walk down the street holding hands they would get more than one vulgar insult. For a moment it was just Gon and Killua and the fact that they had two whole weeks to spend with each other. And they would make the most of it.