Chapter 6
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Profanity | Abuse
Fluffy Moments
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"Please stop. I can't." Jobien pleaded with exhaustion. A drop of blood flowing from his head dropped onto the floor. "Please just give me a break." He cried. He let out a gasp when his father let out a sudden strike against his cheek with his hand. Jobien's head slammed against the ground and he let out a whimper and groaned in pain.
"You're weak." He spat at him. "just like your mother. That stupid bitch never trained you hard enough. Now look at you. You are just a pussy." His father growled at him. He clenched his hand around Jobien's neck and lifted him up from the floor. "it's time you toughen up you little rat. Are you seriously going to pretend that you do not remember what happened to your mother? Hmphed. She would be so disappointed to know that you're just a waste of space."
Jobien's dirty hands clawed at his father's hands that were now squeezing his neck as he desperately gasped for air. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes as he trashed in his grasp. His black eyes bore into Jobien's. "You're pathetic. You are lucky that you have me by your side. You need to me to survive. Nobody would ever want to stay with a weakling like you, Jobien."
I can't breathe.
Please just fucking kill me.
"Jobien…"
KILL ME!
'Jobien!"
His eyes shot open to meet a pair of sleepy royal blue ones, looking down at him with concern. His pale hands were gripping onto his shoulders. His snowy hair laid disheveled on his forehead. He appeared to be shirtless. Tears were still rimmed around his eyes as he squinted to focus on his vision to see who him was above.
"Killua?"
The boy flushed a little at Jobien's closeness before letting go of his shoulders and sitting back on his matt and looking away from him, "You were sobbing in your sleep." He muttered, he ran his pale hands through his snowy white hair, attempting to fix it but only made it look more like a mess.
Damn. Nightmares like this were not something that was brand new to him, but of course, he had hoped that he wouldn't have a bad one while he was with Gon and Killua. Jobien blinked at him before rubbing the tears away from his eyes before sitting up. "I'm sorry, I had a bad nightmare. Did I wake you up?"
He shook his head, "No, I was already awake… But I figured I should wake you before you woke up Gon or Alluka. Especially before Gon. He would've started asking you three thousand questions and right now, I really do not feel like listening to his questions or his bickering."
"Right of course," His eyes traveled across his pale, toned chest and his eyes narrowed toward his collarbones. Of course, he has checked out the white-haired boy before during the daytime. But he never had the chance to look at him in the dark. A light pink tint grew across Jobien's cheeks as he continued to exam the pale boy.
A heavy silence floated between the two of them. An unspoken understanding started to linger through the air. Killua understood what it was like to have nightmares. He knew that what happened in nightmares would linger like a poison all day in someone's mind. Killua wanted to ask Jobien about his nightmare. He had a clue what it could be about. But he decided against it.
The moonlight shimmered through the window of Gon's room and bathed the two of them in a silver glow.
"Hey Killua?" Jobien whispered.
"What?"
"Can I… Sit by you for a little while?"
He looked at Jobien with curiosity and furrowed his eyebrows. "W-Why do you want to sit next too me? Aren't you already looking at me? Why do you want to be closer?" Killua, of course, he wanted Jobien to sit closer to him but there was still a slight embarrassment brewing inside of him.
Jobien shrugged his shoulders and looked down at the mat while he played with his fingers. "I don't know. I just want to sit next to you. I've seen you during the daylight, but I never really saw what you look like during the nighttime."
He sighed with agitation before whispering back, "Fine."
He used his knees to crawl forward and sat directly in front of him on Killua's mat. He leaned forward to get a closer look at Killua. His blue eyes irises shimmered in the moonlight as he watched Jobien examine him. Jobien placed his fingers onto Killua's cool skin and ran his fingers down Killua's scars once again as he did when they were taking a bath together. A blush came across Killua's face and he leaned back and scoffed. "Okay that's enough of you looking at me. You've definitely have seen what I looked like in the dark unless you can't see."
Jobien leaned back on his legs and watched him with a curious glint in his green eyes. A question was brewing up inside of him. "How did you get your scars?" Jobien asked. Killua's eyebrows quirked in annoyance as he looked at Jobien.
"Why do you want to know about that right now? Can't we just go back to bed?"
Jobien looked away, slightly frustrated with the lack of answers. When the silence had gone on for far too long. Killua let out a frustrated sigh before leaning his head back and saying "I was annoyed at your question. I'm sorry." Jobien glared at him.
Killua crossed his arms behind his head and closed his eyes, "My family abused me remember. I really didn't want to talk about it because I didn't want you to think that I was getting hurt by my family. They really wanted me to take over the family business. I was forced to stay inside and train. Training also turned into handling pain. A lot of pain so they would find different ways to make me feel it. Of course, during all those beatings made me forget what pain feels like. But I guess when you came a long and I saw how much abuse you've been through. It reminded me that people can still feel it. One of his cerulean eyes opened to peep at Jobien teasingly, "Isn't that kind of ironic?"
Jobien's glare soften as he let out a soft sigh and looked down at his lap, "I guess. I figured that you have felt something like what I have been through. With you being an assassin and all." He whispered to Killua. Killua smirked and let out a soft chuckle.
"It's kind of crazy to think that we would live similar lives." He commented. Jobien nodded his head, his emerald eyes meeting Killua's royal blue ones. The two boys stared at each other until it became awkward. Jobien looked away but Killua had continued to stare at the shorter boy.
Killua turned to his side, facing away from Jobien. "We should go back to sleep. Remember Kurapika and Leorio are coming in the morning."
Jobien nodded his head before laying his head back down onto his mat. "Okay. Night, Killua."
When Killua had noticed that Jobien's breathing became even. He flipped over to look at him. His light brown curls surrounded his eyes, almost covering his face. Jobien's cheeks were rosy. His lips were soft. He looked so peaceful. Killua's heart rate started to speed up ever so slightly. Killua sighed before turning and looking away. There was still off-putting in Killua's mind. Especially earlier today, he felt Jobien's bloodlust when they were playing in the water. Was he trying to kill me? His thoughts started to roam towards his parents.
My parents are against me having friends. My parents are against me falling in love or even liking somebody. In fact, they told me whenever I could possibly have feelings for somebody that I should kill them immediately. They told me that falling for somebody was dangerous. That it would only slow me down and stop me from reaching my full potential in life. They would make me weak. They also told me that I would betray them. Or that my friends would end up betraying me.
Were they really scared that? Or were they scared that I would pull further away from them when I met someone? Wouldn't I become stronger because of them?
Sometimes, I start to think I met Jobien for a reason…
As if he was my soulmate maybe?
"Please! Please let me heal her! I can save her, but we don't have that much time left!"
It's funny, Jobien's first words represent life… But he's focused on somebody that was born to kill.
…
Jobien's eyes widened in alarm when a tall lanky man pointed at him from the front door of Gon's house and screamed "Eh?! Who's that handsome boy?!"
The blonde-haired boy next to him scowled and elbowed him, "Close your mouth, Leorio. You're drooling everywhere and it's disgusting.
Jobien blinked his eyes and rubbed the back of his head answering, "Uh… It's nice to meet you. Leorio, was it?
The poor old man's nose was practically bleeding as he looked up and down, checking out Jobien's figure.
Killua growled before chopping Leorio in the back of his neck and scowling, "Hey would you stop being a fucking pervert for five minutes old man?"
The look of desire faded into frustration as he glared at Killua, "Oi cut that out! We're in the same generation!"
Jobien's eyes glazed over in confusion as he tilted his head and looked at Leorio. S-same Generation?
The blonde-haired boy next to Leorio chuckled softly to himself at the adorable confused expression that was plastered across Jobien's face. He stepped forward and shook his hand gently with his "There's no need for you to worry about Leorio. It's nice to meet you, my name is Kurapika." He finished. Jobien smiled at him. His bright green eyes crinkling at the corners, "It's nice to meet you Kurapika."
The smile on Jobien's face dropped slowly when he saw a flash of red coming from the jewel dropping from his earlobe. That earring. This must be the Kurta Clan boy. Gon was telling me about. Kurapika. I knew that name sounded so familiar.
Kurapika squinted his eyes at Jobien as he caught Jobien looking at his earring. Suddenly, a feeling of defensiveness about the gem from his clan came over Kurapika. Kurapika was about to question Jobien but Mito cut him off before any words were able to leave his mouth.
"Oh!" Aunt Mito smiled as she entered the room, rubbing her hands on her apron. "It's nice to see you boys got here safely."
Jobien watched as Kurapika and Leorio went to greet Aunt Mito. There were so many questions that he wanted to ask Kurapika.
"Hey." Killua whispered in his ear.
He turned his head to look into his deep blue eyes. "Yeah? What is it?" he whispered.
His eyes scanned Jobien up and down as he sipped on his juice box. Why is he so close right now. "You okay?" He asked. "You look kind of constipated."
"No, I don't!" Jobien huffed at him crossing his arms around his chest. He gave Jobien a catfish smile before turning away from him.
"Gon? Can you and your friends go out and get me some cocoa beans? I want to make some chocolate cake for dessert."
Gon gave her a smile. "Okay Aunt Mit- "
Killua was already sprinting out the door.
…
The six of them gathered in a circle in front of Gon's house.
"Okay! Let's spilt up! It'll be easier to collect the beans if we find them in different groups." Gon beamed. He put his finger on his lips for a moment while contemplating who should be in each group before snapping his fingers and saying, "Okay! I will go with Alluka!" Alluka let out a small cheer. "Leorio, you go with Jobien!"
Before Jobien could move towards Leorio, Killua jumped in front of him. "Gon! Don't make him go with that pervert! Look at him he's already drooling all over himself!"
Leorio, who was in fact, drooling, straights up and lets out a hurt, "Huh?"
Killua's mouth was agape and his eyebrows started to switch with frustration. Jobien shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "Okay. I guess I can go with Kurapika then." Jobien looked over at the blonde boy, "Are you ready to go?"
Kurapika nodded his head. "Yeah." He couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive about Jobien. This boy. He knows something about my clan. He seems friendly. But I won't be able to trust hm until I know what his connection is to my clan.
"Come on, let's get a head start then!" Jobien announced and the two of them started walking. Killua watched the two boys. A wave of disappointment washed over him.
Why didn't he choose me?
Why?
(A/N I just noticed I HAVE BEEN UPDATING EVERYDAY! Which I do love and I do enjoy it a lot. But I guess I will have to slow down the updates just a little bit. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!)
