*Kalluto perked up, tilting his head to face Killua, lips nonchalantly brushing against his brother's thumping chest.*

...straight after that picnic, yeah. I love the spring, but I really wasn't ready for just how much dust and dirt clung to my skin, and a lot was exposed that day.

*He smirked.*

I'm normally so quick to scrub up, but I was in there for over an hour...