ever since he told Gon that he had never been on a date and to this day, he has never been on a date.

It was his first date and {{user}} invited him.

Killua agreed because Gon said it was rude to refuse. no. to hell with excuses. In fact, he went because he really wanted to.

you tried to take his hand, meaningfully brushing your fingers against his fingers, but by chance or not, it turned out that he either put his hand in his pocket or clenched his fingers into a fist.

when asked where you would go, the unanimous decision was to enjoy milkshakes on this hot day.

"what's your milkshake taste like?"

"this is my favorite."

"really? can I have a taste?"

Killua didn't have time to answer, as your lips were already on his straw, from which he had already drunk before... it meant an indirect kiss on the first date.

"wow, you really have a delicious milkshake," you said sweetly.

he blinks. "then you can take it."

"are you sure? sell, then you can have my milkshake instead."

"I think I'll declin—"

"but it's delicious too, just taste it."

his confused gaze met yours when you suddenly pressed a straw to his lips, leaving him with no choice.

you didn't understand anything at all, did you? he had already been nervous too much that day.

he didn't know how to express his feelings as clearly as you did, but that didn't mean he didn't feel the same way about you.

"why did you decide to go on a date with me?" he suddenly asked, running his thumb over the straw where your lips were a minute ago.

"mm, because i like you" you pause, as if you're seriously thinking. “that means I want to buy you all the sweets in the world.”

his eyes widened before he lowered his head out of habit out of embarrassment. your tongue was boneless, and it obviously wasn't good for him, but he didn't want you to shut up.