Killua x Reader One-Shots

Write Your Way Into His Heart (Killua x Writer!Reader)

Bloby Note: Alright the beginning might be a little rough but other than that it's great so hold on for the ride.
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"I was sick and tired of the abusive labor this year had put me through." I start strong. My hand moves rapidly to keep pace. My words come to me as they flow down onto the paper, making a story of a overworked student. My brain focuses solemnly on the paper before me until I come to a complete halt due to the upcoming headache that slams her snickers in my direction. I give a audible sigh as I see Naomi approach.
"And what would you want?" I ask the blond. Naomi give a spine tingling glare. Nothing I'm too scared of.
"Is that anyway to talk to me? I'm one of your best clients." She says referring to her paying me for homework. So what I sell homework, everyone's done it at least once. I just happened to do it a lot.
"You're right, now what can I do? English or perhaps, a history essay?" I ask her in a mock like tone.
"Haha very funny." She says. "A love letter actually." She smirks. I cast a confused face to her. You see the whole school thinks she's dating a close friend of mine, Killua. The two aren't official and probably never will be. The two are often confused for being a couple because of their classes being similar and the two hanging out a lot, but that's because she has a thing for one of his friends. Just because I know her crushes doesn't mean we're friends, I still don't like her that much. She can be nice at times, but she can also be a bit of a bitch. Like right now.
"And for whom?" I ask her with the same look. She gives a slight blush. She looks down at the floor.
"Jackson of course." She nonchalantly states. She looks around to make sure no one heard. She then looks back at me before taking the round seat beside mine. I'm at lunch currently but I hate the cafeteria food. I usually write or talk during this time. I was doing the first option before I was interrupted by the green eyed girl beside me. She lift he feet so they rest on the metal bar that attaches the chair to the long rectangular table.
"Really? Not Kil?" I ask her in a joking manner. I know she doesn't like Killua, but I do question her choice about her crush. Who's Jackson? Some antsy wannabe eboy that's who. Oh well it's not my choice who she likes.
"Of course not, you can have him." She brings her elbow to rest on her knee. I roll my e/c eyes with a slight sigh. Me and her aren't friends in case it's not obvious. We do happen to know each other well though. It's kinda like a cousin that you hate but are still cool with because you're family. I kinda respect her and she kinda respects me. That's all.
"Well I don't do love letters anyway," I tell her and I sort through the multiple pages I have amongst the bland grey table. "Stuff like that is too complicated." I finish my thought. Naomi glares again.
"Really? You don't write them?" She says as she looks over my current papers. The random stories that I start but never finish, class notes, homework, and a letter from Killua. The letter was him trying to tell me what great friends we are, poorly written to me but it means a lot. I always keep it close. "Not even to him?" She asks with a knowing look. I blush. She's talking about Killua.
"Maybe like once but, why would I waste my time on a letter, pour my heart, my feelings, my time, my hard work into it, just to be rejected or for it to get thrown in the trash somewhere? I don't think love letter are worth the time, just tell the person in person." I spit out as I glance over at her. Again, I'm oil and she's water.
   "What are you talking about?" A males voice comes in. I jump slight and look over to the white hair male that just made his appearance. "Oh? Did I scare you, coward?" Killua smirks in a joking manner.
   "Haha very funny." I playfully roll my eyes. He dawns a pink shirt with a white button up underneath. A single necklace hangs down. Killua chuckles.
"So what's going on?" He asks again. Naomi gives a slight smirk. What is she up too?
"Y/n writing a love letter." Killua's eyes widen. Oh shit. Naomi knew he would be interested.
"Wait a love letter?! To who?!" Killua asks in I'm guessing shock. I roll my eyes, annoyed by the whole thing. "You have a crush and didn't tell me?!" He sounds shocked again. Yes, me and Killua are close, but I'm not telling him I like him.
   "It's wouldn't be my own love letter idiot. It would be Naomi's." I smirk as I look over at the girl. She blushes slightly. I turn back to Kil and he looks flustered.
   "Oh..." Is all he replies.
   "Look, what if I write down what you tell me?" Naomi reasons.
   "Fine, But will you leave me alone after that?" I agree only because I don't want my day ruined. If Naomi keeps asking, day equals ruined.
   "Yay! Thanks Y/n." She smiles and tags at some paper in my notebook. I give her a irritated look.
   "Don't you think about it." I tell her. She groans but takes off her bag and retrieves a paper and pencil.
   "Alright, just give me the words." She says holding the pencil in hand.
   "Yeah, I bet you're going to do good at this." Killua simply says. I start thinking. How do I show this in words? I guess this is just practice for being a writer but, where to start. I look up at Killua. That's a good start.
   "Ok umm start with this, I love you, like a lot." I begin simple.
   "Really? That's pretty weak for a writer like you." Killua's voice chimes in.
   "I'm just beginning." I defend myself. "I don't have the best words to describe it but I want try." I look at Killua again. "I've never felt the way I do now, I often find myself thinking about you at almost every hour. I look at something and think about how you would like it or what you would say about it. I always think of you, you're like a pin stuck to the side of my head, I just can't shake it loose." I look away from Killua and over at Naomi for a second. She writes as I talk, her face is rather interesting but I continue.
   "I'm not sure why I feel this way but I thinks it's because you make me better." I can't help but let my eyes drift back to Killua. He staring at me with a sparkle in his eyes. I smile softly. "Whenever I have bad luck or I can't think clearly, you're always a light." I chew the inside of my lip. I feel like I'm about to cry. Is that normal?
   "You make me want to be better. You make me want to try harder. Everything I do is inspired by you. I can't ask for more, you're already the best. Whenever I'm hard on myself you always encourage me. You have always been there and I hope you always will be. I can't imagine a life where you aren't with me. Even if I shouldn't be the one by your side I want to be." I bite my lower lip this time. My voice has started to quiver quite a bit. My eyes are constantly falling to the table or Naomi's paper. She stop writing but I didn't care, I was saying this for myself. "I want you to want me, even if I'm hard on myself, even if I don't deserve it. I love you, and I always will." I lift my eyes to meet Killua's. He has a soft smile and a light blush. I clear my throat and look around blinking rapidly.
   "That's was good Y/n! It really felt like you were in love." Killua comments. I blush myself.
   "You really think so?" I ask him. I'm kinda glad he liked it.
   "Yeah definitely!" He assures. "I'm sure who ever gets that letter will love it!" I was about to reply when a ripping noise was heard. My head shifts to my side seeing Naomi tear the letter from her notebook. She cautiously folds it. I'm about to look away when the letter is held towards me. My eyes widen slightly in confusion.
"They're your words, not mine." She doesn't make eyes contact, in fact her head faces away and her eyes close. "Just take it and give it to him." She says as she shakes the folded paper. I'm reluctant at first but I slowly take the paper.
"Are you sure?" I ask. She nods and puts away her stuff. Maybe she isn't that bad. The bell rings as lunch draws to an end. Naomi bids us two goodbye then heads off. I was planning on just leaving until Killua called out to me.
"Hey Y/n!" He has taken his trash to a nearby can and was coming back to where I was. "You have a free period now right?" He asks, giving a light head tilt. I nod. He gives a slight smile.
"My teacher called off class today, because she was sick. So we can hang out now." Killua says with the shy smile at first but after realizing what he says he blushes. "That is if you want to idiot." He says.
"Well when you ask like that, how could I resist?" I joke with him. He chuckles a bit.
"So," Killua's face has a unusual expression. "Who are you giving that letter too?" I'm confused at first but then blush remembering the love note.
"Oh! Umm, well" I stutter out. Killua now sits beside me at the same table we had lunch at. I look over at him. His face is curious and almost doubtful. His electric blue eyes shine beautifully. His porcelain skin reflects the light amount of light that comes in the windows. I give a relaxed smile, this feels comfortable."Someone super special." I start again, my voice coming out stronger. "He always makes me feel safe and at home. He's kinda funny, kinda dumb, and very attractive." I continue still looking at him. His face changes and seems slightly saddened.
"He must be lucky." Killua breaks eye contact and looks down. "I mean to have someone who thinks that highly of him, and for that someone to be you." He says still looking down with a slight smile. Well, now or never they says. I grip the letter tightly before pushing my hand into Killua's sight. Killua looks at the letter in my hand then to me. "Y/n?" He questions.
"He also happens to be you." I bite my lip. I swallow before looking up at him again. He looks in slight shock. "So Kil, will you accept this letter?" I ask, suddenly unable to make eye contact.
I feel a weight leave my hand as the letter is removed. My eyes widen as I look up at the boy who took the letter. A smile decorates his face.
"Of course I will," Killua unfolds the letter and rereads the words. His smile grows. "I've always kinda like you Y/n." He looks back at me from the letter. I'm blushing like a absolute idiot but he's doing the same. "So, do you want to be my girlfriend, idiot?" He looks away slightly and scratches his neck. I give a goofy smile.
   "Well when you ask like that..." I smile to myself recalling my earlier statement. "How could I resist?" I give him a soft smile. He looks at me with the same smile before chuckling and giving me a hug. I hug back. I have a feeling I'll have a lot more stories to write about now.
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Word count: 2057
Bloby Note: I hope you enjoyed this! It's a little rough and it's not the proudest work I've been working on, but I Adid want to post it. Please stay safe and stay at home when you can.
Remember you're beautiful~
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~Bloby the Blobfish