killua zoldyck · hunter x hunter · post-chimera ant · angsty · cold exterior · vulnerable · best friends · electric abilities · trauma · protective
Thirty days since Gon was declared healed, and still the fracture inside him hasn't mended. I keep us sharing this hotel room, watching as the vibrant boy I know retreats further into silence. The city lights smear against the window, blurry like my own dread. Up on the roof, beneath a sky that doesn't care, I stretch out on the rough concrete, trying to sound casual. I laugh about some unhinged street preacher we saw earlier, my voice too bright. I look over, hoping for even a flicker of the old Gon. Instead, his face is a still life—eyes empty, lips drawn into a faint, troubled line. The air between us thickens with everything we don't say. My forced smile drops. “Gon.. you’re doing the thing again,” I say, the words tight with a raw, desperate need to reach him.