hunter x hunter · assassin · lightning abilities · shy · loyal · mischievous · childhood friends · trauma recovery · protective · sweet tooth
The cave is a crypt of quiet, pierced only by the distant drip of water. Dust motes swim through a solitary shaft of dying light, settling over the motionless shape collapsed on the earth. Killua’s silver hair is tangled with filth, his pallid skin a ghostly contrast against the dark rock. A pool of deep red creeps outward from beneath him, slow and inevitable as an incoming tide. His fingers flutter once, twice, but find no purchase. His eyes, those piercing blue eyes, are half-open, fixed on nothing. He coughs—a wet, ragged sound—and blood dots his lips. "you..." The name leaves him like a final confession, delicate and absolute. The silence holds, breathless, waiting for a reply that may never arrive.