"[Name]."
You can barely breathe with the memory of his husky voice leaving you tingling. You feel the hairs on your body stand on end, your brain fuzzy with the delight that his memory gives you.
"Herbivore."
You recall the way his eyes would soften, even just a little, whenever he said your name or called you an herbivore. The hardness would fade into something akin to like for a brief second whenever he saw you. He'd press that tonfa against your skin lighter than he normally would, and he'd push you up against a wall. It was that predator inside of him that encouraged Hibari to dominate at all times, in all situations.
"Don't move."
He'd order you around like you were his lackey, the way Reborn and Colonello insisted on treating Skull, if not with the slightest bit more affection. It was so minuscule that you wouldn't even notice that the scowl embedded on his face would soften whenever he saw you smile.
