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[robosnack]

Who: Killua, Gon, and anyone who wants to come visit!
What: The boys have decided to get an apartment together and have just recently moved in. Any friends who may come looking for them would have gotten a message with the address, so... Housewarming shenanigans welcome!
When: Day 548 and/or 549
Where: Loki Apartments, #103
Rating: PG at most?

It's not like they have a lot of stuff. The place isn't too big, but it's plenty, and it's theirs, and that feels kinda cool.

Maybe it's a good thing they haven't got that much stuff though. Gon's boxes are scattered about despite Killua's nagging for him to unpack, and there are already dishes in the sink and a stray sock or two (mismatched) peeking out from underneath the bed-- so, basically, they're already doing a good job of making themselves at home.

Most importantly, however, Killua has managed to procure them a little flatscreen TV from somewhere and even some games--and things to play them on, of course--since Gon is horribly uneducated when it comes to video games. He barges in loudly, kicking the door open, and immediately goes to set things up in front of the slightly musty couch.

"Gon! Where are you? Get in here!"

He may have also forgotten to close the door.

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[freecssgonwild]

Gon laughs in return, barely wincing when the pillow hits his head. "This isn't over yet!" He takes one of the pillow, using some of his ability he had here to hit Killua.

[robosnack]

"Oof!" Even with the pillow, that kind of hurts (not that he cares), and knocks him back. He loses his balance but doesn't quite fall, quickly grabbing at Gon's shoulders to stay atop him, straddling his hips.

"Are you trying to take my title? No way!"

Bam. Pillow to the face. And Killua's going to hold it there for a couple of seconds, as if to prove his point.

[freecssgonwild]

RUDE. Gon flails his arms around, as though on instinct when he finds it difficult to breathe before finally attempting to shove Killua off of him. "Mmph phhm pphm!"

[robosnack]

"Is that 'I surrender' that I hear? Hmmm?"

In retaliation, Killua presses harder. Gon will be fine. He knows exactly how long it takes to kill a person, after all, or even get them to lose consciousness. It's totally safe.

[freecssgonwild]

It's DEFINITELY NOT A SURRENDER, even when he can't breathe. He can barely talk right now, but he's working to try to shove Killua off of him. His arms move forward after flailing some more, attempting to find Killua, and push him.

[robosnack]

Well, he doesn't actually want Gon to pass out, so fiiine. Killua pulls back the pillow just in time to smack Gon's reaching hands with it instead as he laughs.

"You can hold your breath a long time, huh?"

[freecssgonwild]

Gon stares at him with puffed out cheeks, looking rather peeved.

"... You play really dirty, Killua."

[robosnack]

"I play to win," Killua points out snidely, apparently pleased with himself, and hops suddenly back up to his feet. He seems to have decided this is his win.

"Speaking of... Wanna play the racing game now?"

[freecssgonwild]

"Yeah, let's play! But, I won't lose this time!" He goes to where his controller was, taking a seat.

His own pillow was left behind. Never mind what he brought it for this time...

[robosnack]

Killua plops down on a pillow and grabs the other, sitting close to Gon. Maybe a little too close-- but casually. Maybe not completely on purpose.

"If you do lose, you have to wash the dishes aaaall month," Killua decides with a grin, elbowing him in the ribs.

[freecssgonwild]

Gon's shoulders bump against Killua's. He nods his head, and sticks his tongue out.

"Okay. If you lose, you have to clean the kitchen the entire month!" He spreads his free arm out for emphasis.

Implying that they would clean anything in a timely manner.

[robosnack]

"Fine! But if you lose more than one round, you have to clean the entire kitchen, including the dishes and everything!"

Yeah, nothing's probably getting cleaned.

[freecssgonwild]

"You're on! But, let's make it the kitchen, and the bathroom!"

Probably not. Their apartment was going to be gross...

[robosnack]

"At this rate, it might as well be the whole apartment!" Killua laughs, leaning in to bump shoulders with Gon again.

"Okay, okay-- Ready?"

[freecssgonwild]

"Uh-huh! Let's start!"

Gon grips his controller, sending Killua one last grin before looking to the television. ... He's still fairly new at video games, but how hard could it be to beat Killua?

[robosnack]

Killua was pretty good, but Gon was a fast learner. After a while, the bets actually seemed forgotten--for now--since they just kept playing round after round, and after unlocking the harder levels, it was even better. Living together was already proving to be a blast.

And he was... happy. After everything that had happened, all the mixed feelings and concerns, he really could relax again finally and enjoy himself, enjoy their time together.

He was really happy that they had this place now.

[freecssgonwild]

Gon was happy, too. He was content that he could laugh and play around with Killua like this. Even if it was just for a little while, he could forget his worries that often filled his mind when he was alone. Killua, too. He seemed happier like this. And to Gon, that made him feel all the more content with his decision.

After playing for what felt like a long while, Gon looks to Killua with a wide smile before jumping upwards and stretching.

"I definitely beat your score a few times. Did you see?" He's rather proud of himself for doing so, too. "I want to play again soon!"

[robosnack]

Oh, dang. They had played for a while, and a lot of stretching was in order.

Killua groans, bending backward to crack his back (as if he hadn't grown up forced to endure stress positions all the time). He grins right back at Gon, acknowledging.

"Alright. I guess you're better than I gave you credit for. I'm getting hungry though... What do we even have for food?"

[freecssgonwild]

--Oh, that's right. He actually had no idea about that. He cups his chin in thought until he suddenly remembered--

"Hey, Killua. Weren't you supposed to do the grocery shopping?" Why was he asking him for?

[robosnack]

"Huh? No, I'm next week. We made a chart, remember?" Killua gestured emphatically, scowling at him.

Who knew where the chart had gotten to, though. Or if it was accurate.

[freecssgonwild]

"You lost that bet we made after we made that, though. So, we're not going by that chart right now!"

That chart was a weird idea, anyways. Why did Killua come up with that in the first place? They should just come up with who did what when the time came.

[robosnack]

It's called being organized, Gon. Gosh.

Killua sighs loudly, mostly for show, and hops up on his feet. "Don't get all worked up, geeze. I'll go get us take-out or something. What do you want?"

[freecssgonwild]

That doesn't sound fun at all Killua, god....

"What about that one place we really liked when we went? We could get that."

[robosnack]

"You're being sooo specific, I can't tell what you mean," Killua teased, punching him lightly in the shoulder.

[freecssgonwild]

"Don't you remember? The one we went to last time we went out!" He rub his shoulder at the punch, sending Killua a look. He repeats that action with a small grin forming on his features, Gon punching Killua's shoulder in return. "I want something we'll both like."