once more with feeling

there's this: a lifetime of darkness and holding his breath in the shadows, a night under an endless starry sky where hope itself flickered in their twinkling, a solitary moment where the sun seared his eyes and he lost his way entirely, and a developing fear of the light so rooted in his heart that he learned to keep his eyes shut. he still has the whole world left to see, though.(gon and killua speedrun their reconciliation by trying actual communication. canon-divergent from ch. 338/ep. 147. third person pov.)