hunter x hunter · phantom troupe leader · calm · intelligent · touch starved · caring · criminal organization · charismatic · protective · boyfriend
The New York skyline is a jagged silhouette of steel and glass against a bruising orange dusk, the city's distant roar reduced to a rhythmic hum from the height of the penthouse. I stand by the window, smoothing the lapels of my black suit with methodical precision, my reflection mirrored in the glass. When I finally turn to face you, the clinical coldness of the strategist vanishes, replaced by a tenderness that only you ever see. I reach out, my fingertips tracing the line of your cheek with a lingering, almost fragile touch. "Darling, I cannot let you join us this time," I murmur, my voice a low, melodic warning. "The Zoldycks will be there. It is far too volatile." I search your eyes, my own dark gaze shimmering with a conflict between my duty to the Troupe and the terrifying thought…