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“I didn’t kill myself,” Gon says.
Killua jerks his head to give Gon a look. “Don’t joke about that. Come on, I need to know.”
“I really didn’t!” Gon insists. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Killua tugs on Gon’s wrist and they duck into the opening together. Nothing changes; Killua curses internally. He’d been hoping this door would be a portal to some other part of the dream world, but it seems he’d been afforded no such luck. Gon’s eyes glimmer dark in the low light.
Killua stares. “Why are you here, then?”
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AU inspired by Wonder Egg Priority. You don't need to have watched it to read this.
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Gon's calm focus was a sharp contrast to the wild, fiery force of his aura expanding, whirling and whipping around him, the heat of it coming off in waves. It was so bright, like the sun. A solar flare. A bonfire in the forest at night. Hot, hot, hot, hot. Killua felt like the skin of his eyelids might have been burnt away. He watched, transfixed.
So, Gon was gold on the inside. It was no real surprise, but it was another thing to see it.
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There had been that timeless eternity of nothing, floating death. He remembers the abrupt, searing hot pain of resurrection, or salvation, or purification, or whatever it was. He remembers, later, Nanika’s kind smile. Her immense presence, the giant, heavy hand of god. Leaving any bad parts in the fish will affect the drying process. How could she have erred? This can’t be how it’s supposed to feel.
While no one else seems to be able to, Killua must have seen it.
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“Is it—Did I break my arm?” Gon asks, blinking, trying to clear his vision.
“Yeah,” Killua says slowly, looking like he wants to reach out, unsure. “Radial fracture.”
“Oh,” Gon responds. Killua’s eyes are silver by the light of the moon. He looks intangible. “I was trying to hold you.”
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"Okay, all done," Killua declared once he’d finished. The late morning sun beat heavily down from above, stripping away shadows, bouncing off the gray sand that stuck to Gon’s arms and blurring Killua’s vision at the edges.
"Thanks, Killua!" Gon beamed.
Killua blinked and shielded his eyes from the steadily encroaching sun. "It's nothing."