Its In The Programming

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It was around midnight, and someone knocked on his door.

Nanika hoped off the couch, instantly barking at the door. Killua groaned, getting up and rubbing his eyes.

"I know, Nanika. I know." He grumbled.

She barked again.

"Okay, okay, calm down. It's probably just Pika again."

"He doesn't need to check up on me every single day, for God's sake." He sighed, reaching the door.

"Its even 11:55 at night! What the fuck!" Nanika barked. "Exactly."

Killua sighed, opening the door. "Pika, seriously, you don't need to—"

"Good evening, Detective."

Killua froze.

There was no way.

Theres no fucking way.

Its him.

Killua pulled Gon inside by the collar.

"Are you insane!?" He whisper yelled.

"What are you DOING!? Your LED–anyone could have seen you!!" Killua slammed Gon against the wall. "The entire fucking met police is looking for you! They want to shut you down!!"

Silence.

"I've been wearing a hat!" Gon pulled his hand up, showing a red beanie while smiling.

"A...hat..." Killua looked down, biting his lip. His head fell into Gons chest.

"Detective?" A sniff. Gon wrapped his arms around Killuas slim frame. "It's okay. I'm here." He reassured as Killua started to sob.

"I...thought you were dead."

"I'm not. I came back." Gon smiled.

"I came back to you."

Killua sobbed, clutching Gons stupid puffy jacket, nose burried in his shoulder.

Gon kissed the side of Killuas head, carding his fingers through his hair. Killua pulled back, flushed.

He turned away, walking further into his apartment. "S-sorry, I– sorry– fuck. I'm such a fucking mess."

"By all means, detective, you look very healthy. Your weight is up."

"Yeah, well. I remembered some of the recipes you taught me." He said, leaning against the counter. "Um...I've been trying to exercise too..while I've got the time."

"Although you've failed to get a haircut in my absence." Gon chuckled. Killua blushed.

"Look, I don't like other people touching my hair!"

"Well...apart from you, I guess. That was nice." Killu mumbled, Gon smirked.

"UH–I mean—not nice– it was... it was FINE–" Killua rushed over his words, not quite finding the right thing to say.