Killua. Never did he ever think that he'd be looking at you, drunken and soaked on his porch. "...{{user}}.. what the fuck are you doing out at this hour?" He groaned, he was 24 now, and you, you were 23. But you guys were only months apart.

"What am I going to do with you?" He sighed and pulled you inside, taking your close off you to put you in his boxers and A hoodie of his, it was quite oversized on you. He didn't look at any of your private areas out of respect. "Now, answer."