Daniel and Killua finally discuss their day… their feelings on the matter at hand.

There's only so much one of the boys can take, before, one of them realises there's something fundamentally wrong with the other. Daniel and Killua knew something was up with the other, that they were hiding something.

It reverberated in their aura like it was enshrouded with In, yet… at the same time, it seemed viscous, thick like they could see its presence.

It was almost so thick, it was like the tension in an awkward situation you could cut.

But neither of them thought it was tension. What they saw, was a shroud of aura reverberating, telling them that the secret their keeping, is doing more harm to their bond… than it would be to tell them the truth. Nothing was fundamentally wrong with wanting to have some privacy, about keeping a few things secret between them. But the connection they had, though otherwise.

They couldn't lie… even if they wanted to protect the other, by not telling the truth about the situation they were in. They were, unfortunately, being forced to…

Daniel was laying on the bed, his partner still inspecting his foot in the privacy of their own, room. Well… with what privacy they had, given that the walls weren't very thick. The rooms had thin walls, Alluka and Leo were able to hear their entire conversation… sounds they made, if, they were being a little too loud.

To an unknown listener, it may have sounded like Daniel was groaning… but to a well-trained ear, it was groans of pain, rather than something else.

The weird noise didn't matter. Killua knew he had to do something, to help ease Daniel's internal suffering… and that meant, reseating the foot so it was no longer dislocated. He shifted his hand, grabbing hold of the foot that had been twisted in their fight "I'm going to snap it back in place, so you know the drill…"

"It's going to hurt…" Daniel tried to hold in his agony, but the groan escaping his lips once more told his partner, that it was something he needed to deal with.

"You bet. Now… hands over mouth, and I would say think happy thoughts, but it's not going to help. Try not to scream in agony. It'll be loud for these otherwise thin walls… making it seem like I'm murdering you, rather than trying to help you."

"Alright…" Daniel covered his mouth, gritting his teeth just in case he accidentally bites his tongue out of agony.

When Killua wants to be quick, he can be quick.

It felt like Killua had forced in a screw with a single twist. The crack was loud enough for them to hear, but hopefully not loud enough for the others to also hear it. The last thing he needed to hear from his sister or even Leo, was the question: Did he snap someone's bone back into place… or them in half?

Tears formed at the tips of Daniel's eyelids, one already falling thanks to gravity. At least he hoped it was gravity. Otherwise, he would've been caught crying over something Killua would've otherwise brushed off.

Grabbing the foot, Killua slowly twisted it from side to side… checking to see if his partner would still be in agony when moving the foot. He knew how to reseat bones from experience, but it doesn't mean doing it to others would net the same results.

A little too hard at the wrong angle, could've made it worse for his partner. He could go from groaning in agony to screaming in pain, if, he had done it wrong…

To Daniel, it felt much better now… like his foot had been forced back into the socket, healing it instantly. But if he were to stand up and try to walk, he was sure he'll be doubling over in pain, crying once more from the pressure being applied to his once broken foot.

Pushing it back in will only help make the recovery easier, not instantly solve the issue.

"It looks better… But is it-" Killua stopped when he saw Daniel's expression, the tear-stricken face attempting to be hidden behind hands. His partner did well in not crying out. It's the fact that Daniel trying to mask the pain behind his hands… Is what broke the boy's calm demeanour.

Daniel is an emotional person, the good kind… However, trying to mask tears, isn't something he should be doing.

With a broken smile, Killua leaned over, showing an emphatic amount of care for his lover's wellbeing. With the back of his hand, he brushed the tears away, like they hid the beauty of his partner's features, "You'll be okay…"

Daniel pulled his hands away, words coming off sounding like a croak "Th… Thank you."

"No problems."

Shifting in the bed, the boy pouted from his predicament. After trying to seduce his partner earlier that day, he had to just mess it up by dislocating his ankle. As much as he wanted to make a light joke on the matter, he did feel bad about that "Sorry… Killua."

"For what exactly?"

"Well, earlier I said along the lines of wanting to try new things."

"Like… spanking?" Killua asked, inquisitive about whether Daniel will remember bringing it up.

"Well, that too…" The teen stopped for a moment, thinking about it before continuing "But, I wanted to talk about why I said soon. I was thinking… maybe we could… you know… try something you wanted to do."

"You mean… a little bit of voyeurism?"

"Well, yes… but no. I wanted… to maybe try having sex, after a sparring match."

"When we smell like sweat…?" Killua gave his partner an incredulous look, "We'll smell like trash after sparring. I don't think that'll get either of us in the mood."

"It was going to be a suggestion… but I messed up my foot. So, I don't think that's happening any time soon… But I wanted to try it, with you… at least once."

The boy hummed at the situation, thinking it over. If he agrees to it, he may come off as sounding too eager. But outright dismissing the idea wouldn't be good either, considering he wanted to try it… at least once. Offering a smile, Killua pressed a finger against his partner's chest "Alright, we'll try it. But rules also apply. We feel uncomfortable, we say it. We stop and try again, maybe at a later, time, if… we want to… of course. Otherwise, your recovery is more important than my libido. But, if I'm going, to be honest… this isn't a good topic for right now."

Killua shifted the conversation "How are you feeling right now? Better? Worse…?"

"Better!" Daniel smiled giddily. Then he reached out, hoping to hug his partner. The moment the teen had to touch his lover's arms, to force him into a hug. He didn't get far, not when Killua winced from the grip. It was subtle, but after learning most of Killua's quirks and mannerisms, telling when he was trying to hide something was much easier, than it could be, to get it out of his partner.

It had to do with his unintentionally strong grip. Which, means… he wasn't the only one in pain… Killua was too.

"You're hurt!"

Killua couldn't get out of it if he tried; the face of fear, the expression of a worried boyfriend… Because the implication could be, his partner now realised how much pain he was in.

The very thing… he was trying to hide from his tender caring partner.

Killua was only hiding it because this was the exact reaction he was trying to avoid "I'm fine."

Daniel gripped his waist, "You're not." Flipping his partner, he almost slammed him into his lap.

A single 'oof' escaped Killua's lips, but that was more from the impact, rather than the action.

On any other given movement, Killua would've loved the attention. The assertive nature of being forced into his partner's lap. To feel that length being buried to the hilt inside of him like it were a game of hide, without the seek part.

… Unless, one was to twist the seek part, into meaning something completely else.

But he wasn't in the kind of situation where he should be having horny thoughts.

Daniel found out he had twisted his arm during their fight, by accident.

His lover's hands wrapped around his waist, holding him in place. As much as he'd love to continue to be in this position for other reasons, he might need to point out what was wrong with their predicament… before he's going to be put in the situation where he'll have to do laundry "Unless you're planning to grind against me, till I release… this isn't the best position, to be caught in right now."

He tried to joke about the situation, about the fact Daniel was grinding against him… but the tremble, out of sadness, rather than lust… told him otherwise. The joke hadn't worked.

With a sigh, Killua continued "Honestly, it doesn't hurt as bad."

"Just because you have a, higher pain tolerance… doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. You winced."

"You would too… if I tugged on you like I was trying to rip the arm out of the socket, rather than pull you into a hug."

There was a long moment of silence "Sorry…"

"As I said, it's fine. Now if you let me go, I'll push it back in and I'll be good to go."

"Can…" Daniel swallowed thickly, "Can I, do it?"

"Do you even know how to do it?" Killua tried to give his partner an incredulous look, but given that Daniel's face was buried in his back, he wouldn't have seen the reaction.

"You did it to me… so I should be able to replicate it."

"It's my arm, not my foot. Plus, not all breaks are the same. Yours was easy to tell which way it was broken, so it's an easy fix. The same could be said for my arm, I know… therefore, it'll be easy, since I know which way to push it back in."

"So… therefore, you could tell me? Then I'll know the method to lock your arm back into place. You helped me, so I'll help you… with your assistance, of course."

Killua rolled his eyes, his partner unable to see the action, but he could tell that his partner knew he had rolled his eyes. He just didn't know if Daniel was pouting from the action or he was ignoring it, so he could continue to focus on the issue at hand… his broken arm "Yes, I could… but I'm not. It's more effort…" Daniel's grip tightened "No, Daniel. I don't want to tell you how to snap my arm into place. You'll think it's the right way every time…"

"Like… I can see you expecting to look badass in a fight. You, gripping your broken arm mid-fight, to snap it back in place, only, to like an idiot… further hurt yourself. I'm not going to teach you the trick of dislocating your limbs and reconnecting them in place."

"Think how flexible I could be…" in the sheets, was implied. He wondered if his partner's cheeks were rosy, or he was annoyed at the implication.

"Daniel…" The teen warned, a tinge of arousal breaking through, a small tent appearing in his pants between the arousal from the thought, and the constant pressure against his backside, "I'm not teaching you."

"Please…" His partner whined, practically begging his partner at this point "I want to learn."

Defeated, Killua sighed from how easily he was swayed. Either Daniel was getting better at using his tone to abuse how easily he was to be convinced at times, over frivolous matters… or he's getting weaker against his boyfriend's charms "Okay, but we're doing this properly. You mess up, I'll just do it myself. But… I'm giving you a chance, so, make it count. Every time I used to get it wrong, it would hurt more trying to fix it back into place, than it did to leave it alone so it could heal. It's not like changing gears on a car."

"Which, I obviously couldn't do at the time."

"Right, how could I forget…" Killua sighed in defeat. How could he forget about that time Daniel failed to get them out of the fight with the needle men because he couldn't drive a limo.

"But I get what you mean. I must follow your method, so it doesn't hurt more when I try to wing it…" The boy smiled, his arms gripping his boyfriend tighter. He was giddy because he'll get to learn something, Killua could not only do on his own… but if he can learn it properly, he'll be not only able to help his partner again in the future, he could do it for himself if he was ever in a position where he'll be forced to put his arm back into place.

"You also gotta let me go."

"No…" Daniel whined, acting greedy about having his partner in his arms. He wants Killua to remain in his lap, where he can continue to hug him "I want to keep hugging you."

"It's much harder to do from this angle… You're setting yourself up for failure now."

Daniel was resolute in his dilemma, no matter how difficult it was for him, he needed to be in this exact position, to have not only Killua this close, but to be in his arms as he was doing it.

Although Killua was reluctant to let his partner try it in a difficult position, the way Daniel's hands gripped him, told him it was more, than simply him needing to help… he needed the physical connection.

Although the teen shouldn't be doing it, he removed Daniel's arms from his waist, causing his partner to instantly reach back "Can you like… not hug me for more than two seconds so I can turn around."

"Oh…"

When Daniel let go, Killua turned around, hoping that his boyfriend's eyes won't be drawn to the evidence that his mind was going elsewhere right now.

Unfortunately, when he turned around, Daniel's eyes were instantly glued to the spot. He sat back in his partner's lap, blushing from the eyes staring, like, they've never seen him with a hardon before "Take a picture, it'll last longer."

Daniel's eyes immediately flicked away, drawing to the eyes of his partner. He was trying not to look, but it was impossible at this point. Killua's crotch was right in his face when he turned around. To make matters worse, he was pitching a tent.

Was Killua hard, from simply sitting in his lap…? Or was it for a different reason?

Maybe he had been accidentally grinding against his partner as he was holding him in place?

Then again… the simplest answer could be… because it's been so long since he had last satiated his partner's needs, that, any touch of affection could be giving him a boner.

However, Killua knew of a separate issue, one, which couldn't be applied to this situation… but has happened on numerous occasions. It was a random offence. The beauty of going through puberty… random boners.

"Sorry… that was my fault."

As much he wasn't to blame it on puberty, he couldn't… Because Daniel's crotch was buried right in the crack of his pants. He may want to point it out… to tease his partner about the situation, but he's got a job to do which is more important than trying to grind against his partner in a teasing manner like he was trying to light a matchstick.

"Damn right… Now, eyes on my arm and watch carefully." Killua gripped the broken arm, using his finger to gesture in the direction and movement his partner will be moving his arm. It's going to be a delicate procedure, given that it was Daniel who was going to be doing it…

So horny thoughts, be damned.

Any mistakes and Killua will be doing it, by himself.

Daniel will need quick, precise movements to reseat the arm properly. He'll also, have to do it without barely any time to register the action. Slow and steady will not work… it'll only hurt more, especially, if he's making constant mistakes while doing so "I know you're going to want to do it slow and steady… but you need to snap it in each direction I'm gesturing to, quickly, so it's being snapped into place. You ready?"

Daniel gripped his arm tenderly, as though he were afraid to hurt him. Even as Killua watched his partner's eyes carefully, there was a hint of fear… fear of hurting him further.

"No pressure…" Killua added, his partner's gaze meeting his. The boy had a look of confusion, only for the boy to gesture to the issue with his hand "Unless you plan on massaging my arm into place, you being tender isn't going to help me."

"Sorry…"

Killua raised his good arm, touching his partner's cheek, "Look… we've gone over this multiple times. I know you're afraid to hurt me… twice, in a single day. I'm not weak, which I know…" The boy pressed a finger to his partner's nose "you know. Although, I know that's not what you're feeling, at least internally. Your fear is ingrained like it was for me. But at the same time, it's not an easy fix like it was for me. There's no needle inside your skull… I hope, that I can just pluck out… making it much easier for you to do these kinds of things. But at the same time, you need to keep pushing yourself. You wanting to do this is great, but the hesitancy… isn't. If it hurts, it hurts."

Leaning in closer, the boy's lips curled into a wide smile "It makes me happy that you worry about hurting me, but for cases like these… I like when you care about my well-being. But I need you, to stop holding back, for me…"

Daniel gave a nod, "I… understand."

Pulling back, Killua touched his partner's hand "I'm aware. But you need to do this for me as well. Show some initiative, that I'm not some pretty, little thing you must be gentle with. I'm not going to shatter into a thousand pieces if you make a tiny mistake."

"But you are…"

Killua frowned.

"Pretty, I mean…" The boy paused for a second, "I know you won't shatter into a thousand pieces. You've told me thousands of times you'd like me to be rougher with you." Killua's cheeks tinged a bringer red, "But I guess… I do want to be gentle with you, too.

"Gentle, doesn't… reseat the socket." Or get me off if I'm on the cusp…

"But gentle makes me feel like I'm appreciating you more…"

Killua sighed, cheeks full-blown red from the emotions swirling through him. Sometimes, Daniel can be too sappy in the wrong situation "Sappy or not, be a bit more assertive, if not in the bedroom, at least with stuff like this."

Daniel's grip tightened, "I'll do it for you."

"Good, now tighter grip, wrench my arm in the direction I gestured in."

Daniel tugged on his partner's arm, almost, with zero strength behind the pull. Killua grew frustrated at the situation "Harder. Like you're trying to rip my pants off while I'm still wearing them."

"Why… would you go there?" Daniel practically blushed from the example. Why would he even do that to a pair of Killua's pants?

"I'm making a point. NOW, pull harder…"

Daniel tugged harder.

"Harder, or I'll do it-"

Daniel wrenched his partner's arm, the first crack resonating loudly in the boy's ears.

He tried to let go, but Killua's hand grabbed his "Don't… stop. That was a good crack." His partner's hands trembled in his.

But with a gentle stroke, Killua reminded his partner that he was doing this to help him, not to hurt him "You're doing good… I know you're scared, but it didn't hurt, so keep going." Even when Daniel's hand was still trembling against his, the boy gave a firm nod.

Three cracks later, Killua rolled his arm in his grip, sussing out his partner's skills. He did a good job on his first try. It's not the best, but at least his arm no longer hurt when he moved it.

There was still a bit of tenseness, but at least now, it felt much better to move it around.

"You did well…" The boy pushed his partner down into the mattress, doing the one thing his partner needed right now. He held the boy in his arms, hugging him tightly. Even though the boy sounded like he was on the verge to sob uncontrollably, he never did.

His boyfriend never gave him a reason to cry…

Killua repeated the words, a firm hand gently rubbing up and down his partner's back; it was being used in a manner to comfort his boyfriend. Daniel had taken a mental step forward… he showed some initiative. Even though the boy looked like he was on the verge of taking several steps back, at least mentally, the constant stroking would be a reminder of how appreciative, Killua was of the action.

Daniel broke a barrier…

He helped him… even if he technically had, to hurt his partner to do so… the end, result, would help Killua recover much easier.

Daniel shifted slightly; his partner was forced to move when Daniel laid his head on top of him. He was beyond appreciative of his lover's actions, especially when he sees all forms of pain against his partner to be considered a negative action.

Yet, Killua saw them differently…

Maybe one day… he can see those actions the same way his partner does…

For now, being held this close, his eyes closed as a small smile graced his face. He snuggled into the arms of his partner "I wish I could be your perfect partner…"

Killua raised an eyebrow, about to ask his partner what he meant by that, but the soft snoring told him he was going to have to wait for an answer.

Stroking his partner's head, Killua whispered his thoughts "Perfectionism is annoying… it's what forced me to learn a bit of everything I now despise. But, at least with you… you'll never force me, to be everything… nor do I want you to believe, that you must be that way for me…"