*at an impasse, killua glances down at his brother's sprawled form laid out on his lap. while not in the throes of passion he's embarrassed to touch the exposed expanse of his body, but allows himself to at least lean over him and brush his disheveled bangs from his eyes while his own shyly dart away from them.*

thanks. um, for stopping.

*he swallows, pausing before abruptly confessing:*

y'see, i only just called it off with gon, and i haven't even told alluka that we kissed yet...