*Tilting his neck, barely keeping his head above the ground, he peered through the bottom of his eyes as Killua neatened his clothes. Now that he wasn't lost in the sensation of it all, Kalluto still felt a mixture, a variety of feelings about his brother.*
A few hours ago, I didn't think I could stand to be in the same room as you. Now I'm wondering how I'd handle us being apart.
*He let his head sag again, staring up at the sky, eyes lazily closing again, his arms tucked behind his head, completely at ease around his brother.*
But I know it's gotta happen.
*He thought about his sister, the way Killua doted on her - according to Melody - and his mother, the way she doted on himself. The way Illumi loved him, in the same sinister, possessive way as his mother. Kalluto didn't trust himself with anything - not his body, nor deciding how often he should be around people. He missed his newest family, but he probably wouldn't want to be around them all the time, either, even though he'd want to.*
You'll come find me the next time you want to see me?
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Date: 2023-09-30 03:44 am (UTC)A few hours ago, I didn't think I could stand to be in the same room as you. Now I'm wondering how I'd handle us being apart.
*He let his head sag again, staring up at the sky, eyes lazily closing again, his arms tucked behind his head, completely at ease around his brother.*
But I know it's gotta happen.
*He thought about his sister, the way Killua doted on her - according to Melody - and his mother, the way she doted on himself. The way Illumi loved him, in the same sinister, possessive way as his mother. Kalluto didn't trust himself with anything - not his body, nor deciding how often he should be around people. He missed his newest family, but he probably wouldn't want to be around them all the time, either, even though he'd want to.*
You'll come find me the next time you want to see me?