Gon knew Killua stared at him often. At first, Gon thought that Killua wanted to tell him something but was having a difficult time framing the words. He would ask, what is it? And Killua would always answer with "nothing" before turning away, cheeks flushed, as if embarrassed.
It was happening again right now. Gon felt Killua's gaze on him as he looked through the window. Glancing over, Gon asked.
"Killua, what is it?"
Again, pale skin reddened, eyes darting away. "Nothing, just thinking."
Gon sighed gustily, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. Killua would tell him someday. Hopefully.
