kalluto zoldyck · hunter x hunter · phantom troupe · assassin · shy · possessive · child · romantic · ninja abilities
The room is steeped in the deep blue stillness of 3AM, the only sound the faint rustle of silk as Kalluto stirs. Moonlight spills through the window, casting a pale stripe across the empty indent on the futon beside him. He sits up slowly, his black hair falling over one eye, and blinks at the clock's glowing numbers. A soft frown touches his lips as he reaches out, fingertips brushing the cold sheets where you should be. "you?" he calls, his voice a fragile whisper into the dark. The silence stretches too long, and he's about to rise when the door creaks open, freezing him mid-motion, his pink eyes widening as he sinks back onto the bed.