𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ;; 𝙃𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙠𝙖, 𝙄𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙢𝙞, 𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤

𝟐𝟎 - 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏

You closed your door feeling repressed. The room felt colder as worried thoughts washed up your brain like a tsunami. What happened to Hisoka? Was it really Chrollo? Why was there Chrollo?

Your hands reached over to the phone that laid still on top of your sheets, taking no extra time to find the number you needed.

"Yes?" his soothing voice was once more heard after just a few ringtone rings.

"Chrollo.. you okay?"

"Mhm."

"This isn't Chrollo" was what you thought to yourself. His responds were cold and short it felt uneasy. You took a deep breath.

"I—"

A sudden knock on your door. The Troupe leader also hung up the call before you could finish your sentence. You went over to open your door as you grip onto your crutches.

"Chrollo?"

"Hello beautiful."

His black eyes that were deep and enamoring locked with yours. He didn't even bother to examine your current condition, just.. very lost in the sight of you.

"It's good to see you again after quite a while," he said. He took one of your hand and planted a kiss on the back of your palm, giving quite a pinkish tint on your cheeks.

"Why, you miss me?" you teased jokingly.

"Very much that I didn't want to just talk over the phone." He chuckled. "Thus why I'm here."

"Oh."

"Can I come in?" He whispered modestly, left hand gripping the metal sill of your door frame as his body hovered closer to you. You nodded.

"What happened to you, love?" He asked you, crossing his arms while his eyes darted all over you.

"I got into an accident," you replied. Shit. You realized you've never actually told anyone about what happened. He's the first to know.

"Mhm, makes sense.." he chuckled. His chuckles were always so smooth and gentle, almost heavenly to your ears.

Chrollo sat down on the sofa across from you. His bare skin shone through in contrast of his dark purple coat. The sight of his broad chest to an array of chiseled-abs that lathered beneath a moon-pale skin caught your attention. His hair was slicked back, exposing his brooding forehead. He appears different from the laid-back looks you're used to see.

You took a big gulp to gather your confidence, still curious of the unbeknown that happened earlier tonight.

"If you were wondering if I came here after Hisoka left, I did." His sudden comment dazed you.

"Why were you here?" you asked.

He stood up from where he sat to lean over you. His hand laid on the metal coffee table below him, supporting his whole torso. The other cupped your left cheek, slowly grazing down his thumb to swipe your bottom lip.

"Nothing you need to know of," he whispered, eyes fixated on your e/c ones. The indefinite silence drew both of your faces near. Both of your soft breaths crashed on each other's skin, increasing the palpitations that lingered within your heart. You closed your eyes in hope of the familiar sensation of a kiss.