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Fixer Upper

Part 33

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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pt 32

pt 34

warnings: spoilers for the chimera ant arc, violence

A/N: I was going to stop posting Fixer Upper here, but I wanted to just experiment and see if it will do well. If not it’s going to stay on AO3, so COMMENT AND REBLOG IF YOU LOVE THIS SERIES!

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(Name) collapsed from exhaustion as the timer hit zero. She had finally managed to maintain ren for three hours, her body at its limit.

“Alright, you can go rest now. Once you’ve slept for a few hours, come back and do it again.”

She nodded, barely able to pick herself up and shuffle to her room. It was dark out, the boys had already left to challenge knuckle, and she was glad Bisky understood her limits.

If (Name) was forced to go fight knuckle after maintaining ren for that long, she would pass out before reaching the park.

‘Ugh…’

Lifting a spoonful of soup to her lips, (Name) ate, wincing at the temperature. It wasn’t hot enough to burn her mouth, but warm enough to be uncomfortable.

Bisky might be a bit less hard on her, but the training was still excruciating, and sometimes she just wanted to give up. When (Name) thought about quitting, the image of Kite’s severed arm flying through the air appeared in her mind, strengthening her resolve.

‘We have to save him… if… he’s still alive, that is.’

Taking another bite, she peered outside the window, staring at the full moon. Part of her wondered just exactly how she wandered up here, training until she nearly passed out and only getting a few hours of sleep between sessions.

Maybe if her parents had been better, if she hadn’t taken the Hunter exam, or maybe if Kurapika had chosen her instead of his revenge, she wouldn’t have to suffer like this.

She paused, shaking her head. ‘That’s selfish… why would I think something like that? Kurapika’s revenge is important to him… I just… wasn’t enough to try and balance friendship and his responsibilities to his clan…’

Her heart hurt, especially when she thought about him abandoning her so easily, as if the time they spent together meant nothing to him. All this time she had been making excuses, trying to tell herself that it was just how life was, but while she was exhausted and frustrated, she couldn’t help but feel a bit of hatred in her heart for him leaving her.

(Name) loved him dearly, saw him as her dearest friend and someone she wanted to be with one day… it made her upset to imagine him seeing her as nothing but someone to pass time with. Maybe that was all she had been, someone that would comfort him and be a shoudler to cry on until he didn’t need it anymore.

Until his heart hardened enough to where comfort wasn’t necessary.

(Name) played with her hair, plopping down on her bed after quickly washing her face and doing her night time routine.

‘I better sleep, Bisky won’t let me rest anymore than a few hours…’

She didn’t want to go to sleep feeling hateful, so (Name) closed her eyes and imagined him holding her close, kissing her head when she thought she was asleep.

It made her feel warm and fuzzy, her cheeks growing hot. One day, she wanted to get that Kurapika back.

Her Pika, not the Kurapika he had become.

——————

(Name) woke up when the sun barely began to peek through the window, shielding her eyes from the light. She then raised both of her arms to shield herself when she was hit again with a pillow, the real reason she had woken up.

“Get up, (Name). Gon and I are going to sleep, but Bisky wants you to go train.”

She whined softly, opening her eyes to see Killua hovering over her, holding a pillow and ready to strike again.

“Killua..? What time is-“

He brought down the pillow again, making her yelp. “H-hey, stop that, I’m up, I’m up!”

As she sat up, Killua huffed. “Finally, I’ve been trying to get you to wake up for 10 minutes.”

(Name) stood, rubbing her eyes before peering out the window. “What time is it? The sun’s barely out…”

“I don’t know… like 6 am? I wasn’t paying attention. Bisky kept throwing things at us.”

She shuffled across the room, opening her closet. “Alright, tell her I’ll be out in a second. Gotta change…”

Killua shrugged and left, leaving her alone to get dressed.

After putting on a simple, airy summer dress, (Name) made her way downstairs. Bisky was perched on a stool, looking at a… suspicious magazine. The front cover had a half naked man on the front, making (Name) raise an eyebrow, but she stayed silent.

“I see you’re up. Start ren.”

“Ren? But I haven’t had breakfast-“

“I’m not repeating myself.”

She tried not to groan, getting into position before starting ren.

Not only did she want to save Kite… but she was getting pretty freaked out by Palm’s ominous warnings.

‘I have to try harder…’

———————

“Ugh…”

(Name) walked on wobbly legs down the street. Her body was exhausted and she felt like she would pass out at any moment.

Between training with Bisky then eating and sleeping, she had little time for herself. So when she was given an hour of free time, she nearly ran to the park.

Well… (Name) couldn’t really run right now persay, but she moved as fast as possible for her exhausted body.

She nearly collapsed on the bench, taking out her phone to scroll mindlessly through social media while snacking.

A smile stretched across her face when she saw a picture of Leorio in his new scrubs, her eyes lighting up when she noticed he was holding a picture of their group.

She liked it before scrolling, nearly jumping out of her skin when someone cleared their throat in front of her.

It was that guy with the pompadour again!

“Uh… hello. You’re Knuckle, right?”

He nodded, narrowing his eyes at her. “And you’re friends with the two boys I’m fighting against,”

She blinked in confusion, tilting her head. “I- how did you-“

“Yesterday I fought against them and came back the their hotel room. You were asleep on the couch.”

(Name)’s cheeks heated up, and she scratched the back of her head sheepishly. “Ah, yeah… I was tired from training.”

Knuckle looked her up and down, frowning. “From what they said, you’re the one that’s going with the winners, right?”

She set aside her snack, turning off her phone. “Apparently, yeah. I’m not quite sure why Chairman Netero chose me, but I’m going anyways so I’m here to support Gon and Killua as much as I can.”

The man nodded, crossing his arms. “And how has that been going so far?”

A frown appeared on her face. In her mind, she hadn’t really done much of use. Despite being several years older than Gon and Killua, she was nowhere near their strength and amount of determination. All (Name) wanted to do was help her friends… and keep Kurapika out of her mind.

“Honestly? Not great. I feel so weak and helpless, and I think I’ll be more of a burden to the team if I’m the one that goes to NGL again. I don’t know why the chairman said I’m going for sure instead of Gon and Killua. They both have so much more skill and experience than I do in battle.”

“But are they as experienced in life as you?”

This made her pause, her eyes flicking up to look at him. “What do you mean?”

He shifted his weight, letting out a grunt. “Those boys may be strong, but they’ve had strength their whole lives. Neither of them truly knows what it means to be utterly weak and defenseless… but you do. You can better understand the battlefield from a different point of view.”

This was something she hadn’t considered. Knuckle offered her a hand, a smile on his face. “If strength is something you want, I can help.”

(Name) hesitantly took his hand, and the two wandered off to begin training.

——————

Kurapika scrolled through his old messages with (Name), laughing to himself at some silly pictures. It had been a rough day with missions going wrong and lots of whining from Neon, so he allowed himself a few minutes of rest.

And he couldn’t help but take out his phone and scroll to her blocked number.

His soft brown eyes took in her sweet smile and read through her jokes and kind words. He got so lost in thought that he hadn’t noticed Melody calling for him until she was looking over his shoulder.

“Oh, is that (Name)?”

Kurapika jumped, his phone slipping from his hand and landing on the floor. He scrambled to pick it up, but Melody got there before he did. On the screen was a picture of (Name) in a bathing suit eating ice cream.

“Oh…”

Melody cleared her throat and handed the phone back to him, clearly a bit flustered and uncomfortable. “Apologies, I should have knocked. You’re a teenager, I didn’t even think that you’d be uh… looking at things like this.”

Kurapika nearly died on the spot, his face going red. “N-no, it’s not what it looks like! I was… just looking at old pictures we sent to each other.”

Melody paused, hearing a sorrowful song being sung by his heart. She let out a sigh, turning back towards him.

Although she wanted him and (Name) to reconcile, she could tell that him lingering on her memory while keeping distant was only hurting him.

“Don’t you think it’s… best to leave it alone? I’m not sure it’s fair to either of you if you’re going to act like this.”

His eyes turned scarlet, and he shoved his phone into his pocket before standing. “I don’t think it’s any of your business, Melody.”

“I think it is when you’ve been getting sloppy during missions, Kurapika! You get drunk at night then wake up so hungover you can barely work. How is that fair to the other body guards? Either work this out or…”

She stopped, placing a hand to her temple. “Either go back to her or don’t. If you’re going to break off the friendship, then you can’t be wishy-washy like this. It’s not healthy.”

Kurapika settled back into his chair as she left, staring down at his phone screen. Tears pooled in the corner of his eyes before he swiped them away.

His finger hovered over the delete button… and he clicked it over and over, getting rid of most of their messages and memories.

——————-

“Concentrate, (Name). If you can’t hit me, you won’t get any stronger.”

Sweat pooled down her forehead, her shirt soaked. It had been nearly two hours since (Name) began training with Knuckle, and he had only landed a single hit on him the whole time. His ability was annoying, but it was good practice sparring with him.

“Come on, just one more punch and you’ll get a break. Try again.”

She bit her lip, trying to focus and keep calm as he stood before her. Knuckle hadn’t been going easy on (Name), she had specifically asked him to fight her seriously… but god was she exhausted and ready for a break.

All of her nen focused into her fists, surprising him. She wasn’t one to be so reckless… Perhaps this could be a good development.

She sped up the very air around her fists, causing it to get hot enough to have him wincing when she thrust her fist forward.

Indirectly, she had hit him with an attack.

“That was… smart.”

He sat down, passing her a bottle of water, which she downed almost immediately. After collapsing on the grass, she caught her breath before speaking.

“Do you… think I’m getting any stronger? There’s only one more day until I leave for NGL…”

Knuckle waited until she had calmed down before he spoke. “I think you are stronger than you were a week ago.”

She blinked, then smiled, a big genuine smile. Before he could even react, she leaned forward and kissed his cheek.

“Thanks for this, Knuckle. I really appreciate it.”

The man was left a stuttering mess as (Name) stood up and brushed off her skirt. “I’ve got to get back home and start training with Bisky… that woman won’t tolerate any lateness.”

With a wave, (Name) ran off.

That night, she sat up in bed when she heard the alarm for the boys 3 hour ren training going off.

Opening the door, she peeked out to see Gon and Killua looking quite serious… though they were both grinning ear to ear.

“Are you boys going out again?”

Gon turned, giving her a smile. “Yep, today we’re going to fight him for real!”

(Name) rubbed her eyes as she walked in, still in her pajamas. “I see… I think you’ll do well, and I wish you the best.”

The two were pulled into her arms, a kiss placed on both of their heads. “Just… know that you’re both very strong and smart boys, sometimes… Even though you try your hardest, you can still fail. That’s life.”

Killua frowned, his head rested on her chest as Gon looked up at her. “We’re going to do it, (Name)! We’ll give it our all!”

She giggled, ruffling his hair. “I know you will. Now-“

The sound of paper tearing made them all jump. Palm was scribbling something terrifying onto paper, muttering something barely legible under her breath.

‘Yikes, I’m just glad I won’t be here tomorrow.’

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(Name) woke up in the morning, whining softly as she turned. It was Killua again… except this time, he looked devoid of hope.

She was instantly wide awake, throwing back her blanket so she could pull him into her arms. “Killua, sweetheart, what’s the matter? Are you okay?”

He sighed, letting her coddle him for a moment. It felt nice, after how awful his night had been.

“We… didn’t win.”

(Name) had expected as much. Killua and Gon waste my weak by any standard, but at the moment Knuckle was leagues ahead of them. From pure battleground experience alone, he had the advantage.

“I couldn’t fight… I kept…”

Killua choked up, clutching her sleeve. “I kept hearing my older brother’s warning… he always told me to never fight someone if I wasn’t sure I could win… how can I be friends with Gon if I can’t fight by his side!?”

She held him as he cried tears of frustration. He was so angry with himself for being weak, for being afraid.

“Killua, baby…”

There wasn’t much she could say or do, so she quietly pushed back his hair and kissed his forehead. “Maybe you should think about it for a while, sweetheart. Do you think Gon thinks the same way you do?”

Killua was silent, and she wasn’t even sure he heard her. The two stayed like that for a few minutes before he wiped his tears. “… Knuckle and Shoot said you need to be packed up by 3 pm. You’re leaving with them then.”

There was a look of hesitance on his face, and he gripped her sleeve tighter. “Are… you sure you want to go? It’s going to be dangerous, (Name).”

“I know, and I’m sure.”

She stood up, walking over to her dresser. “I’m going to pack, you can stay in here if you want.”

And he did.

(Name) stretched after stepping out of the van, leaning her head against Knuckle. It was strange, he seemed so fidgety after their training the day before.

“Knuckle.”

“Hmm?”

Gon stood before him, Knuckle’s nen technique still clinging to his shoulder from their fight. “Promise me… you have to save Kite!”

“Got it. I promise I’ll bring him back. I swear on this token.”

(Name) gave them both a hopeful, nervous smile, waving as she left. The two watched her go, both trying their best to stay strong.

———————

(Name) walked into NGL, wearing the clothes she had during her previous trip. Almost immediately she was pulled into a hole, yelping and falling onto her butt.

“Eek!”

Knuckle and Shoot landed across from her on their feet, getting into a fighting stance immediately. Knov and Morel stood before them, both of their gazes on (Name).

“We were told you have healing abilities, yes?”

(Name) was escorted to the chimera ant colony, where she was brought into the queen’s room. The ground was crunchy underneath her shoes, and the air was thick with tension.

There were doctors already working on her, and (Name) could tell that the creature was far past any saving.

“Hello…”

She knelt beside the queen, looking over her wounds. The doctor to her left spoke.

“Several organs have been damaged beyond repair, and she’s lost a lot of blood.”

(Name) frowned, looking over her body. “I’m… not sure I can do anything. If she had a missing limb or large cut, I could accelerate her atoms to heal faster. My ability speeds up time, if her organs are damaged or gone, all my ability will do is kill her faster, not heal her.”

The heart monitor started to slow, and the ant queen reached out her hand. She was trying to speak.

“Please! Please, you have to do something!”

A chimera ant named Colt grabbed her shoulders. “Anything, please!”

(Name) bit her lip, reaching out her hand. She tried to remember how it felt when Kurapika snapped at her… how time seemed to slow down and stretch forever.

Knov and Morel stared on in awe and disbelief, watching as the ant queen’s heart monitor slowed.

“I’ve stalled her organs failing… please, let her speak.”

‘She… slowed down time? Even for just a localized area, that’s an incredible feat!’ Morel thought, peeking over (Name)’s shoulder.

(Name) didn’t hear a single thing the queen said, all of her energy was spent on stalling just a little longer, keeping time still.

“She’s gone…”

With those words, (Name) collapsed covered in sweat. Shoot was closest, catching her before she hit her head.

——————

(Name) woke up in a feverish haze, her body feeling heavy and way too hot. As her eyes struggled to open, she heard something faint and distant.

Someone was speaking to her, trying to get her attention.

“(Name)..?”

As the fuzziness in her eyes began to fade a bit, she was finally able to focus on the figure sitting next to her bed.

“Ch… chairman… Netero..?”

The man before her had a calm look on his face, leaning back in his chair before speaking. “You’re awake. It’s been four days since you temporarily stopped time.”

“Four days!?”

She jolted up, nearly vomiting after the sudden movement jostled her.

“Easy there. Lay back down, there’s no need to rush. We need you to recover as quickly as possible, and that can’t happen if you’re trying to rush things.”

(Name) blinked her bleary eyes, settling back down and putting her head over her forehead. “You need me..? Why? I did one thing and now I’ve been out of commission for days.”

“You stopped time, (Name). That can be very useful to us.”

She huffed, looking around the room before her eyes settled on a glass of water. “I only slowed down time temporarily for a localized area. It's not enough to help anyone, much less-“

He handed her the cup of water.

“You kept the ant queen alive long enough for her to tell the others the King’s name. That’s crucial information tha can be used as a bargaining chip. It seems you don’t understand the potential you have and the impact your powers can have on the future.”

Netero watched her drink, sighing. “Slowing down time is something impossible, I’m not even sure how you were able to do it. When creating something with nen or performing an ability, it has to have some basis in reality.”

“Well…”

(Name) set the glass beside her, wiping the leftover water from her mouth. “All I did was imagine a moment where time seemed to slow down for me, and-“

“And you transferred that ability into nen! My girl, you’re quite clever, aren’t you?”

For the first time, Netero seemed genuinely impressed. He stood, walking over to a table and picking something up.

“Here, it’s your bag. I’m sure Gon and Killua will want to know what’s happening.”

He turned and walked towards the door.

“An enhancer will be coming by in an hour or so to help with the healing process. You should be good as new within a day or so.”

He paused, turning to look at her. “And make sure you don’t tell anyone about your ability. There are many people that would kill to be able to stop time… even for just a moment.”

With that, he left, closing the door behind him.

—————-

(Name) winced as Gon jumped into her arms, nearly knocking the wind out of her.

“Hey, hey, I’m alright…”

She frowned, petting his hair. Gon was completely quiet, his face hidden in her shoulder as he clutched her tightly.

‘He’s already nervous about Kite, I’m sure knowing I was in the hospital scared him…’

Killua stood by her bedside, reaching out to hold onto her shirt. The way Killua showed how he worried for her was pretty cute.

“Chairman Netero said I’ll be fine. An enhancer came by and checked on me a minute ago.”

The two seemed to relax a bit, smiling as they not got comfortable in her hospital bed.

“Ahh, now it’s cramped.”

They watched tv for a bit, eating hospital food and laughing. “You both seem like you’re in a better mood!”

“Yeah, that’s because Knuckle said he found Kite!”

(Name)’s face lit up at Gon’s words, and she couldn’t help but laugh. “Wait, seriously? That’s amazing!”

Killua looked out the window, his eyebrows furrowed.

‘Knuckle seemed troubled when he told us… something is up.’

But he stayed quiet, not wanting to ruin the good vibes. Gon had been training so hard to save Kite… and Killua really wanted to believe everything would be okay.

The three spent the next few days together, sharing their experiences. They were both shocked to learn about her new ability.

“YOU STOPPED TIME!?”

(Name) quickly covered his mouth, shushing him. “Shh, I'm not supposed to tell anyone! It’s dangerous information….”

“Then why the hell did you tell us!?”

She sighed, giving him a smile. “Because you two are my friends.”

Killua quieted at that, hugging to try and hide his embarrassment and happiness. “Yeah, yeah…”

Gon leaned her head on his shoulder, smiling. “You’re both my friends, and… I care a lot about you both!”

Killua threw a pillow at him, his cheeks pink. “Oh will you both stop it with the sappy stuff!?”

Gon and (Name) giggled at him, making Killua even more flustered.

(Name) wishes times like these could last forever… but that could never be. Something felt wrong, there was going to be more pain and heartbreak sooner than she wanted…

But there was nothing she could do for now, so she held onto them both, trying her best to be their rock as the days passed by.

—————

Walking down the dark stairway to meet Kite for the first time in months should have been exciting… but all the three felt as they were guided into uncertainty was a nervous, anxious feeling.

Not a single one of them thought everything was okay. Even Gon had a strange expression on his face, half way hopeful, half way dreading what was going to be behind the door.

She put her hand on his back, smiling softly before giving him his space.

If she could stop time right then, she would have done everything in her power to keep Gon from seeing Kite in his current state.

Covered in stitches, staggering and twitching like a zombie. He had been shrunken down by Shoot’s ability, but grew to his full size when let out of his cage.

(Name) tried to stay strong for the boys, but tears threatened to fall from her eyes as she gazed at the man she had admired.

She could tell just from a glance that he had no more life inside of him. He was just a walking corpse with no nen or voice. There was no more communicating with him, he couldn’t be fixed…

Yet Gon walked towards him, allowing himself to be punched as he said it was okay.

(Name) winced, covering her mouth as Gon attempted to speak with him. It was heartbreaking…

Killua couldn’t move, couldn’t say a single word. His eyes were transfixed, moving to follow every strike Kite landed on Gon.

He was finally able to speak, broken from his trance when (Name) reached out to hold his hand and squeeze it gently to comfort him.

The others spoke, but (Name) didn’t hear a thing. The only thing she was focused on was how she would try to heal Gon with her nen after this.

If he would even let her.

Killua helped her up the stairs as they left, letting her lean against him. She was still weak from her overexerting her nen output…

While they walked, Knuckle came up from behind, taking her other arm. “Here, let me help.”

Though Killua really disliked the fact Knuckle had gotten so friendly with (Name), he allowed him to help. He seemed to put (Name) at ease…

“Is… Gon going to be okay?”

The group was sitting in a cafe now, watching as (Name) joined them at the table. She smiled, but it was obvious she was forcing it. “Physically, he’s fine. I healed him up… but…”

Everyone knew what was going unsaid. Gon was in emotional turmoil, struggling to cope with the current situation.

“… there’s still a few weeks before his Nen will be restored.” Knuckle stated, sipping on his coffee. “I guess we’ll just have to watch over him until then.”

——————

On the surface, Gon seemed okay, but both Killua and (Name) knew him well enough to understand it was just a facade. He was storing up all of his anger and strength so he could face off against Pitou.

After a few weeks, the ant extermination group met up in a relatively crowded restaurant, (Name) sitting between Killua and Knuckle as they watched the TV over head.

“What is the agenda behind the sudden flurry of activity recently observed in East Gorteau? Supreme leader Diego has personally invited all citizens in the capital city Peijing to celebrate the nation’s birth in ten days.”

As the news anchors continued to speak, Morel scoffed. “Colt believes the celebration will be used as a screening.”

“We don’t know what they’ll do with those found to have nen, but 99% of the humans there will die. We must stop it before that happens. Our time limit is ten days.” Knov finished, addressing Gon and Killua.

“What’s the old man up to?”

“He sent an email saying that he’s already inside East Gorteau, but I haven’t heard from him since.” Knov replied to Killua.

“Do you think he’s already been taken out?”

“If he fails to contact us today, we’ve been told to assume as much.”

At that, Knov’s phone began to ring. (Name) but her lip, of course Chairman Netero would call right at that exact moment!

“Speak of the devil, it’s the chairman.”

“That old man’s got some sharp ears.”

“He already knows everything, including the fact that you boys and (Name) are here. And that Morel is badmouthing him.”

The text read as follows:

“Divide into pairs and draw the Royal guard away from the king. The night before the celebration, the operation will begin at midnight. (Name), do not use your nen again until then. From the sharp-eared old man.”

“That guy really scares me…”

(Name) laughed at Morel’s words, but in the back of her mind she wondered why she wouldn’t be able to use her nen until then… what did Netero have planned?

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bwabys-scenarios · 1 year ago

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Fixer Upper

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

warnings: this fic contains nsfw content, along with reader having thoughts of suicide at some points. also reader is stated to be chubby/not thin several times in this fic

summary: Kurapika has been gone from (Name)’s life for nearly two years, and when he’s forced to rely on her after getting hurt, he realizes that sooner or later he’ll need to address these lustful feelings he has for her. Will he push her away for her own good, or give into his feelings and become a better man for her? Only time will tell.

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bwabys-scenarios · 11 months ago

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Part 29.5

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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A/N: I completely forgot to include the scene where Kurapika gives reader her gift, so I decided to do that and a little extra!

warnings: pussy eating, soft sex, cockwarming, semi-public sex, angst, Kurapika gets jealous really easy😭😭

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After watching movies with the group on Christmas night, Kurapika and (Name) headed upstairs. The blonde had been much too nervous to give her his gift in front of everyone, so instead he waited until they went to bed. He brought her to his room, looking at her shyly.

“(Name), I want to give you your gift now…” he said, a soft smile on his face. (Name) looked up as he sat her on his bed, watching as he reached for the top shelf on his closet.

He grabbed a black bag, his cheeks turning pink as he pulled out a little black box. “Here…”

Kurapika handed the box to her, his eyes soft. She gave him a glance before she opened. “Oh, Pika…”

Inside the box was a golden ring, with a ruby and sapphire shaped into a heart. It glittered and gleamed, making her jaw drop. “Kurapika Kurta, how expensive was this? You didn’t have t-“

Kurapika silenced her by taking the box, pulling the ring out. “I did have to. This ring represents us and our care for each other. You’re important to me, more important than you could ever know. I… want to be with you.”

She teared up, offering him her hand. Kurapika smiled, placing it on her pointer finger. “One day, I hope to put one on your ring finger and make you my wife. But for now, I hope that this is enough…”

Although the ring came with no guarantee of a label on their relationship, she knew for sure it was more than just friendship or friends with benefits.

“Pika… this isn’t a proposal, is it?”

Although (Name) loved him, they hadn’t even started dating or established a label to what they were, she wasn’t ready to marry him.

A proposal had been the plan his inebriated mind had thought of when he bought the ring at the mall nearly a month ago, but thankfully Kurapika came up with something different. Kurapika was sure he’d marry her one day, but he knew she might be scared off if he acted too quickly.

“N-no, it’s not a proposal, it’s just… a promise. I’m promising you that I’ll only have eyes for you, that you will be my one and only…”

She tried to smile, but could only stare at him. “… your one and only? And by that, you mean..?”

“Th-the one I want…”

He was getting nervous, and she didn’t want to push him. If he wasn’t ready to put a label on their love, that was okay for now. (Name) wasn’t very patient after all, but for him she was trying. “Okay, Kurapika. I’ll hold you to that.”

The ring was truly beautiful, and it made her feel a little nervous to think about how much it cost. She also wondered how exactly he knew her ring size, because it fit her perfectly.

“Do you… like it?”

He was blushing intensely, his face almost as red as his scarlet eyes. (Name) couldn’t help but giggle, cupping his cheeks. “I love it. It’s an amazing Christmas present.”

She peppered his cheeks in kisses, causing the blonde to melt with her touch. He was putty in her hands, she could kiss and touch him in whatever way she wanted, and it would make him beg for more.

“I love you, Kurapika…”

His cheek nestled against the palm of her hand as he took in all of her affection and love, letting her play with his hair. She only paused for a moment when he didn’t say it back, still feeling a little disappointed.

Kurapika made it up to her by laying his head on her lap, kissing her thighs. “Wanna… make you feel good. Please.”

It was a little surprising just how needy he’d gotten for her pussy with just having sex twice. Kurapika was already tugging her pants off, looking up with those hazy scarlet eyes. “Please?”

She giggled, opening her legs a little so he could see the wet spot forming on her panties. “Is this what you wanted, Pika?”

He breath hitched, and he could only lean forward to press a kiss on her panties, gently lapping at the juices seeping through. She whined softly as he opened her thighs further, sucking at her clit through the thin fabric of her underwear.

“Mmph, Pika, y-you can take them off-“

He wasn’t listening, his eyes closed as he tongued her hole through her panties, holding onto her thighs as he soaked them with his spit.

She whimpered, lightly tugging at his hair. It felt good, but with her hips bucking and the way she was wiggling to try and get his tongue inside of her, it was clear to Kurapika that his angel needed him.

He pushed her panties to the side, too needy to tug them off completely. His immediately went to her clit, giving it lick after lick before latching on, suckling softly as his fingers pumped in and out of her.

Kurapika could spend all day between her legs if she let him. The taste of her pussy was something he could become addicted to if he wasn’t careful.

Nearly an hour passed by, orgasm after orgasm being drawn out of her pretty pussy until she was pushing at his head. “T-too much!”

He glanced up at her for a second, rubbing soothing circles into her thighs. “Shh, you can take one more, be a good girl and behave for me.”

Kurapika sucked on the fat of her thighs, his fingers pumping in and out of her wet cunt. “Almost there, just a little more angel.”

And with one final orgasm, he finally pulled his head away from her pussy, giving her thighs soft kisses. “There, that wasn’t so bad was it? Such a good girl for me…”

She was a panting mess, her thighs sticky and her forehead covered in sweat. He felt giddy, proud that he could make her feel so good.

“Let’s get some rest, (Name).”

He pulled her into his arms, tucking them both away under his comforter for some snuggles as they fell asleep.

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“So, are you in?”

Kurapika and (Name) glanced at each other. After being rudely awoken by Leorio bursting into Kurapika’s room. “No.”

Leorio scowled at Kurapika’s answer, walking over. “I wasn’t asking you, I was asking (Name).”

“No.”

“Pika, stop it.”

The blonde pouted, hiding his face away in (Name)’s face. “Ehem. Leorio, I’m not sure that’s a good idea. I don’t know if I’d get a babysitter in time for the kids.”

“What about Dia? She loves you, I’m sure she would babysit them!”

“She’s also an adult and it’s on New Year’s.”

Leorio crossed his arms, pouting along with Kurapika. “Oh come on, you can at least ask her! How am I supposed to throw a New Year’s party without my sunshine?”

She smiled at the pet name, rolling her eyes. “Oh, don’t try to sweet talk me, Leorio. I’ll ask her, but if she says no-“

Kurapika wrapped his arms around her, his face squishing against her breasts. “I don’t want you going…”

She sighed, playing with his hair. “Kurapika… you’re such a brat. Why don’t you just come with me?”

“Because if I wanted to hang around a bunch of drunk college students, I would have went to college.”

(Name) patted his head. Leorio had invited her to his apartment for a New Year’s Eve party. He would be inviting some of his college friends, which consisted of only men that were in his major. Leorio wasn’t bad with women, but he also wasn’t great with them, (Name) being the only female friend he had.

“Oh? So you’re not going?”

“Yeah, and you’re not going either, (Name).”

On the night of New Year’s Eve, the mom van pulled up to Leorio’s apartment. Kurapika got out of the car, opening the door and helping (Name) out.

“So much for not coming, Pika,” she teased, watching as he buttoned up her coat. “And what is this about?”

“College students are perverts. Stay near me, and don’t take a drink from anyone.”

“Kurapika, I don’t think Leorio would be friends with any creeps.”

“You never know, (Name).”

She rolled her eyes, holding onto his hand as he helped her up the stairs. They were a little icy, so he kept a hold on her, watching her feet to make sure she didn’t slip.

“Damn it Leorio, he should have scraped these or… something.”

“Kurapika Kurta, you expect him to scrape the ice off of all these stairs just for me?”

“… I would have done it.”

She felt her cheeks warm up as a smile stretched across her face. “Oh? What a sweetheart.”

He melted under her praise, nearly slipping himself as she smiled at him so brightly. “Careful, you’ll trip!”

They waited outside Leorio’s apartment, huddled together for warmth. “Why the hell is he taking so long? Are you holding? Do you want my c-“

The door swung open, revealing Leorio. He was wearing the shirt Killua and Alluka got him for Christmas. “Hey there stud, how’s the party going?”

Leorio blushed at (Name)’s words, laughing nervously. “Well… it’s going.”

They walked in to see a few men sitting on the couch, some playing Magic the Gathering or watching TV. Kurapika snickered to himself. “I didn’t know all your friends were nerds, Leorio.”

(Name) raised an eyebrow in Kurapika’s direction. “Kurapika, I know you aren’t talking. Just a few days ago you went on a rant about history and how it’s been misrepresented in the media. These are your people.”

Kurapika huffed, crossing his arms. She had a point though, Kurapika wasn’t exactly the popular type, besides being handsome. Or pretty, some people seemed to assume he was a woman upon first meeting.

Speaking of…

“Hey, welcome ladies! I thought this party was going to be a total sausage-fest!”

Kurapika scowled, but was calmed down by a gentle caress from (Name). “Oh, Kurapika isn’t a girl. He’s my…”

She thought for a second, glancing at the blonde for a moment. What were they exactly?

“He’s my… date for the night.”

The hesitation in her voice was like a punch in the gut. Although he was the one that hadn’t put a label on anything, a part of him wish she would call him her boyfriend.

But he couldn’t even call her his girlfriend, so he couldn’t get upset.

“I see… well, come sit with us! We just started a new game.”

(Name) was placed between two men, who immediately began explaining the game to her, letting her look at their cards. She seemed to be having fun, but the men were a bit too friendly for Kurapika’s liking.

“(Name).”

He pushed one of the men out of the way, sitting down and pulling her into his lap. “Let me see your cards, maybe I can help.”

“Oh, yeah you’re really smart, I’m sure you can come up with some sort of strategy!”

Kurapika kept a protective arm around her body, his chin resting on her shoulder as he guided her through the game.

Eventually, the others left to grab some drinks from the kitchen, leaving the two alone.

Kurapika gently caressed her hip, his chin resting on her shoulder. “You know, I never thought I was the type to get jealous before I met you.”

She was confused on what he meant, until his hand slipped under her skirt, moving her panties to the side. “K-Kurapika, you can’t-“

Her face went hot when she felt him slip in, barely covering a moan with her hand. “Shh, angel… you don’t want anyone to hear you, do you?”

She panted softly, trying to wiggle and move her hips for some friction, but only earning a squeeze to her thigh. “Angel… calm yourself, shh…”

The others returned, and Leorio was the first to notice her flustered state. “(Name)? You alright? You look like you might be running a fever…”

He leaned over to feel her forehead, and Kurapika seemed to tighten his grip around her body. Leorio was touching her while Kurapika’s cock was nestled inside of her, it felt naughty!

“I-I’m fine! Just… just a little hot…”

Leorio nodded slowly, watching as the blonde flared at him darkly. “I’ll… get you a drink then.”

The game continued, and she was barely able to focus with him twitching inside of her wet heat. Kurapika wasn’t doing so hot either, having to bury his face in her shoulder to keep himself from groaning. He was acting a bit cocky, but inside, all he felt was pure bliss at being able to nestle his cock inside of her like this. She was so warm, and getting to be this intimate with her felt like a dream come true.

As the cock ticked closer to midnight, the blonde tugged a blanket over the two, allowing his hand to slip under her skirt and play with her pussy undetected.

The way her cunt squeezed around him from the pleasure he was giving her made him bite his lip. “Oh, angel…” he choked out.

Leorio glanced at the blonde, raising an eyebrow. “Did you say something, Kurapika?”

The blonde’s cheeks turned bright red, and he stuttered out a quick reply. “N-no… just… just yawned. It’s getting pretty late.”

The taller man knew something fishy was going on, but decided to let it go to spare (Name) any embarrassment. “Yeah… it’s almost midnight.”

As the clock continued to tick forward, the two could feel themselves reaching their limit. Kurapika’s assault on her clit was making the poor girl writhe in his lap, only spurring him on to move his fingers faster. “Are you close, angel?”

His hushed words made her back arch, the feeling of his warm breath on her neck enough to make her pussy clench around him. “S.. so close…”

“Me too…”

(Name) nearly yelped when he lifted her hips and brought her back down on his cock. “P-Pika, they’ll see..!”

“Let them see, then they’ll know who you belong to.”

She felt her face get hot. Kurapika said he had gotten jealous, but she didn’t know how badly it had affected him. The way he fucked into her made her see stars and she was barely able to keep the blanket over them.

Thankfully, the others were either too drunk or two focused on the countdown to care. Even Leorio was busy, laughing as he chatted with one of the men there.

It was nearly midnight, and the countdown had started. She felt his cock slam into her, unable to take it. Thankfully, he was able to pull her in for a kiss just as she let out a whiny moan, muffling her sounds with his lips.

When the clock struck midnight, the two came together, their bodies trembling as Kurapika continued to ride his eyes, filling her wet cunt with his seed.

“And it’s midnight! Ooo, looks like someone got their New Years kiss!”

The two were too spent to even respond to Leorio, just resting in each other’s arms as they recovered from their orgasms.

“Are you alright, angel? Can I get you anything?” Kurapika asked, cupping her cheek gently.

“Don’t think you could… would make a mess…”

He blushed, realizing that if he did get up, his cum might leak everywhere.

For some reason, that made him more uneasy than embarrassed. He placed a hand over her chubby tummy, rubbing it lightly as he imagined his seed taking root in her womb. He was thinking of it again, creating a family, the new Kurta clan through her.

As the other party goers left to go home, Kurapika rested his chin on her shoulder, continuing his soft rubbing motion. Would he ever be able to settle down with her, have a family? What about his revenge? His clan?

His anger?

He never wanted to let his anger and hatred slip away, and deep inside of him, he knew that because of this, he would never be able to give (Name) the life she deserved as long as he held onto it.

It was selfish of him, really, to hold onto her like this when he knew he wouldn’t be able to keep her forever. He wanted it, desperately, with his entire being, but some old dogs can’t learn new tricks.

(Name) seemed so content, resting her head on his chest as she dozed off. She was cute like this really, when she trusted him with her body, with her life. Human beings were such fragile creatures really, with such short lives.

Was he wasting hers by being selfish? Right now, she could be in the arms of someone that would give her the world and more, that would give up anything and everything to stay by her side.

And yet here he was, holding onto her for dear life, tears trailing down his cheeks as he placed shaky kissed into her temple and cheeks.

‘I love you… I love you so much, I’m so sorry… everything I’ve loved, I’ve lost. I…’

He gently brushed some of her hair from her face, gently rocking her in his arms. “Goodnight, (Name).”

Kurapika laid down with her, his cock being kept warm inside of her.

“Sweet dreams, my angel.”

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🎄Fixer Upper🎄

Pt 29

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

part 28

part 29.5

A/N: MERRY CHRISTMAS!! There is a lot of smut in this chapter, and the next few chapters will be a flashback to the Chimera Ant Arc!

⚠️warning⚠️: there is a sex scene in this chapter, virginity loss, creampie, oral(reader receiving), fingering, boob sucking

The week was taking forever to pass by, Kurapika becoming more antsy by the day. Killua watched as the blonde nearly tripped staring at (Name) as she passed by.

“Jesus Christ man, I know you’re like head over heels in love with her, but can you at least watch where you’re going? You nearly spilt coffee on my Minecraft creeper slippers.”

Alluka giggled, circling the blonde. “You like (Naamee), you like (Naaamee)!”

The blonde turned bright red, trying to quiet the girl as (Name) turned back around. “Hmm? What were you saying Alluka?”

Killua patted Alluka’s shoulder, giving her a look. “Oh… nothing, big sis.”

Incidents like this happened nearly daily. Kurapika couldn’t help swooning every time she walked by, and sighing like a wife whose husband left for war when she left.

“She’s only been gone for 15 minutes, Kurapika.”

The blonde huffed. He had just been peeking out the window and Killua felt the need to tease him. “I just miss her, is that a crime?”

“No, but being a clingy loser is.”

(Name) got back a few minutes later, carrying a few grocery bags. She was immediately greeted by Kurapika, who took the bags and hovered around her like a lovesick puppy. “Did you miss me that much, Pika?”

She gave his cheek a peck as she put away the nutmeg and cookie mix. Kurapika had been by her side at all times for the past few days, wanting to cuddle, kiss, or hold hands as much as possible. It was like he was making up for lost time.

After putting up the groceries, (Name) was pulled towards the couch so he could “discuss their Christmas plans”. In reality, it was an excuse for him to lay his head in her lap while she talked and played with his hair.

“(Name)…”

She combed through his hair with her fingers, humming softly. “Yes, Pika?”

Kurapika glanced at the newly set up Christmas tree, its branches still bare. He stayed quiet for a second before speaking, his voice now softer, almost sounding nostalgic. “The Kurta… we didn’t celebrate Christmas, but… we still had similar traditions during the winter.”

(Name)’s eyes widened, her hands pausing before resuming. Kurapika almost never brought up his clan unless it was in reference to his revenge, so she was a little surprised. “What traditions were they?”

“… we would decorate the trees in our village. Each family had their own tree to grow and take care of throughout the year, and during winter we would decorate it with jewelry and handmade ornaments. When… I discovered the massacre, not only had they killed my family, they burned down our homes and trees. It’s stupid, but… when I searched the rubble of my home after burying the dead, seeing my childhood ornaments burnt to a crisp made me cry. It was something I never thought I would lose, I took the little things for granted.”

(Name) cupped his cheek gently. As he spoke, Kurapika’s eyes began to water, before tears freely fell.

“It’s not stupid, Pika. That was something important to you, a hint of normalcy that you never thought would be ripped away. It’s okay to be upset with it, small things like that made up your life.”

Kurapika leaned into her touch, allowing her to comfort him with her warmth. “Pika… you know, we could make ornaments together… if you wanted.”

He let out a shaky sigh, turning to bury his face into her stomach. “That… would be wonderful, (Name).”

She smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to the side of his head. “We’ll pick up the supplies when we go in our date this Saturday.”

‘Our date…’

He nuzzled against her, his arms wrapping around her waist to gently squeeze the fat of her hips. “Sounds like a plan…”

It felt like being in the Hunter Exam again. He was so soft and sweet with her, wanting to snuggle and cuddle with her every second he could. Although they still struggled with kissing due to their shyness, hugs and cuddles were becoming common place.

Before they knew it, the day of their date had come. The entire day, Kurapika paced around, taking an extra long shower. After he got out, he dressed himself in a pair of sweatpants and a tanktop so he could get some work done. It was only 12 pm, their date was supposed to be at 5 pm.

“Ah, where are my shoes…”

Kurapika looked up from his laptop, raising an eyebrow as he watched (Name) pull on an ugly Christmas sweater over a tanktop. “Our date isn’t until 5 pm, why are you getting ready? Are you going somewhere?”

The blonde had grown even more attached than he had been during the Hunter Exam, wanting to be near her or at least know where she was at all times.

“That’s none of your business.”

Kurapika turned to see Killua wearing a matching Christmas sweater, carrying Cornbread the cat in one arm, and a cat carrier holding Meatloaf in the other. By the looks of his scratched up hand, Kurapika knew Killua probably attempted to carry Meatloaf by hand the first go around.

“Are… are the cats wearing sweaters too?”

“Yeah, and what of it? It’s cold.”

(Name) rolled his eyes at Killua’s sassy remark. “We’re going to take pictures at the mall with the cats.”

Kurapika nodded slowly, starting at Meatloaf as she growled in the carrier. “Uh huh…”

He turned to (Name) looking a little shy. “Can I come?”

“Oh hell no! This is a mother and son trip, no deadbeats allowed!”

“Killua!”

She folded her arms at the boy, frowning. “I know you’ve been excited for this, but there’s no reason he can’t tag along. You should be nice baby, it’s almost Christmas.”

Killua cursed under his breath, mumbling something about Kurapika ruining things before he sighed. “Whatever, but he can’t cling to you the whole time. It’s annoying.”

Kurapika glanced down to his arm wrapped around (Name)’s waist, and reluctantly pulled it away. “… I don’t… I don’t cling to her.”

“Yeah, whatever you say.”

(Name) held onto Kurapika’s hand, smiling softly. “I don’t mind it, Kurapika. I like that you want to be close to me.”

His cheeks erupted into a blush, and he could only nod, lightly squeezing her hand as they walked to the car.

Killua and (Name) sat for pictures, Cornbread in Killua’s lap and Meatloaf in (Name)’s. They both smiled, though Meatloaf spat and hissed at both Killua and the photographer. “Aww, these pictures are going to be so cute!”

Kurapika watched from behind the camera, peeking at the two. (Name) seemed so happy, and Kurapika found the way she held Meatloaf in her arms like a newborn baby quite cute.

“Can I… get in one of these pictures?”

Killua seemed personally offended by Kurapika’s question, scrunching up his face. “Um… are you a mother or a son to anyone here? No? Yeah, get back behind the camera. You might break the lens.”

(Name) gasped, pinching Killua’s cheek. “Killua, that’s way too mean, even for you! Come here Pika, I’ll take a picture with you.”

Killua grumbled, holding his cheek as he walked away with the cats. Kurapika raced towards (Name) quickly sitting next to her and pulling her close for a picture.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, taking the chance to lightly squish her hips before resting his hands on her stomach.

After the photos, the group got them developed and made their way home. “Aww, Killua, Meatloaf was looking at you in this one!”

“I think she wanted to eat me.”

(Name) glanced back at the cat, grimacing as it growled at Kurapika from its carrier. “Well… she’s got her muzzle on. You’re… probably safe.”

To be safe, (Name) carried Meatloaf in, cooing softly as she helped her out of the carrier. The cat purred in her arms, kneading at her Christmas sweater. “There, there, sweetheart. I know, it was a stressful day wasn’t it?”

She placed Meatloaf on the floor, Kurapika stepping out of the cat’s way. Over the past few months, he learned to avoid the cat to keep the peace.

They still had a few hours left until their date, so Kurapika locked himself in his room to get ready.

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“Oh… is that what you’re wearing?”

Kurapika frowned as Leorio inspected his clothes with a raised eyebrow. “I want to look nice, this is our first real date.”

“Yeah, but you’re going Christmas shopping, not ballroom dancing.”

The blonde had put on the tailored suit he got when shopping with Leorio and (Name) last week. “Haha, real funny. She said I looked handsome in this.”

“Kurapika, she thinks you look handsome in anything. I saw her blush when you came home covered in blood.”

A blush spread over Kurapika’s cheeks. “Really? I… think she looks gorgeous in anything. Or nothing.”

“Dude. Killua is right there.”

Killua stood by the door, holding his overnight bag with a horrified look on his face. He wordlessly backed away and walked back towards his room. They could hear Alluka questioning him about his disturbed expression.

“Ahh… I didn’t see him there.”

“Clearly.”

The blonde combed his hair, looking at himself in the mirror. Since he’d been living with (Name), the dark circles under his eyes had grown smaller, and his hair was much softer and healthier. Although it was still long, she’s given him a trim last month to get rid of any split ends.

Kurapika was still insecure, though. He was awfully pale, and still thinner than he was “supposed” to be. His old suit hadn’t only been torn and bloody, it had also been slightly baggy on him. He was still trying to take better care of himself, and (Name) sure was helping by making sure he ate three scare meals a day, along with snacks. He had gained a few pounds, finally able to wear some of his clothes without them sagging as badly.

He didn’t think he looked very handsome, but the memory of (Name)’s words made his face flush again. Maybe it was okay if he struggled to see his own self worth. He had her. That was enough, right?

The blonde stepped out of his room, standing in the living room. “(Name), I’m ready.”

“Coming!”

He heard the jingling of her keychains as she came running downstairs, the smell of her perfume the second thing he noticed.

The third thing he noticed was that she was wearing the cardigan she wore during the Hunter Exam and a pair of jeans.

(Name) was smiling as she reached the final step, although she looked a little confused at his formal getup. “Pika, sweetheart, you do know we’re going shopping, right? Wouldn’t you rather be comfortable?”

He blushed, looking down at himself. Kurapika could imagine getting sweaty, or having sore feet after wearing his nice shoes all day. “Yeah, you’re right (Name)…”

Kurapika sulked back to his bedroom, (Name) following behind. He only noticed when he turned to close the door, seeing her standing right in front of him. “(N-Name)? What-“

She shushed him, sitting him on the bed. “I’ll find you something to wear, okay? Just sit there looking pretty for me.”

His face turned bright red as she rummage through his closet, the blonde unable to speak. His cock grew hard at her compliments, and he cursed his body for being so sensitive when it came to her.

“Hmm…”

She took out a light, peach colored sweater and some gray jeans. “This with your coat should be good. Come here…”

She stood in front of him, cupping his cheeks teasingly before moving her hands down to his tie, undoing it. Kurapika felt his entire body heat up, the bulge in his pants growing. “W-what are you doing!?”

“I’m helping you get ready for our date, Pika. I have to make sure you’re nice and comfortable, don’t I?”

As she spoke, she began unbuttoning his shirt, her hands slipping beneath the white fabric to caress his chest. “Oh, angel…”

His voice was soft and affectionate, with a tinge of lust underlying his words. Kurapika’s hands met hers, holding them gently. “If I let you do that, we may not make it to our date. I won’t be able to control myself.”

With a kiss to her forehead, Kurapika sent her away. “Wait for me outside, I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

(Name) waited for him in the van, her cheeks warm and a fond smile on her face. ‘Maybe… he really does like me.’

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The two arrived at the mall right on time. Kurapika ran to open her door for her, his cheeks a soft pink as he helped her out. “Oh, what a gentleman. Thank you, Pika.”

He looked away, keeping a soft grip on her hand. “… you’re welcome, (Name).”

The mall was crowded more than usual, but not as bad as when they went on their midnight trip last week. Even so, Kurapika kept a protective arm around her waist as they walked through the mall.

“So, where should we start first?”

(Name) hummed, pulling out her shopping list. “Well, why don’t we start with getting the supplies to make ornaments?”

Kurapika paused, a warm and fuzzy feeling taking over his body. “That’s… a great place to start.”

Kurapika guided her through the crowds of people to where they needed to go. (Name) looked around at the rows of Christmas decorations and ornaments, finally spotting some plain white and clear ornaments. “Ooo, we can paint these and place glitter or little objects in the clear ones!”

She held them up, giggling. Kurapika nodded, picking up a pack of clay and paint. “I’d like to hand make some as well… my people were artisanal, when we went into the outside world, we sold textiles and pottery, along with paintings.”

(Name) nodded, placing everything in the basket. “Okay, now just to get some glitter and other little things…”

Kurapika couldn’t help but feel excited about what the future held. He couldn’t wait to make ornaments again and have memories that he could build up again.

“Mmm… next is a big gift for Alluka…”

The spent a few hours shopping before they settled down to eat some cheap fast food at the food court. As Kurapika bit into his burger, he realized just how different the date Illumi and (Name) had to theirs.

Illumi took her to a fancy restaurant where they ate expensive food and wore nice clothes, while Kurapika and (Name) were dressed in jeans and sweaters as they wolfed down burgers and French Fries.

For a moment he almost felt a bit embarrassed. Maybe Illumi was better than him?

Then he saw (Name) smile and laugh, her eyes twinkling. She didn’t look at Illumi like that once during their date, and upon further reflection, Kurapika realized she looked pretty uncomfortable the entire time.

Now, with Kurapika, she smiled brightly and giggled, her chubby cheeks warm. She was happy to spend time with him, no matter where it was or what they were doing.

“You’re really cute, (Name). I don’t think I could ever get tired of hearing your laugh.”

She blushed, giving him that pretty smile of hers. “I could say the same about you, Pika. Hearing you laugh makes me feel so happy.”

He was caught off guard with how sincerely she stated that, causing his cheeks to redden. “O-oh… I… want you to be happy all the time, I guess I’ll try to laugh more often.”

The two looked at each other for a moment before they both bursted out in laughter, having to bend over and hold their stomachs. “P-Pika please, my tummy hurts, haha!”

“Sorry, sorry.”

She wiped a tear from her eye, leaning back in her chair. Kurapika thought she looked gorgeous like this, her face warm from laughter and her eyes bright. If he was being honest, he would find her beautiful in any circumstance, she was his angel, the one he loved more than anything.

“Mmm… I think we got everything on the list. How about we grab some hot chocolate and cookies then head home?”

“That sounds good to me, angel.”

As they picked up their hot chocolate and cookies, Kurapika quirked an eyebrow at (Name), peeling into the bag. “You only got enough for the two of us. You usually get some for Killua and Alluka too.”

(Name) smiled, grabbing the bag before holding onto his hand with her free one, giving it a gentle squeeze. “They went to stay with Leorio for the night. It’s just going to be us at the house.”

A chill went down his spine, and he was sure she noticed the he gulped as his cheek turned red again. “Is that so?”

She nodded, tugging him towards the mom van. “Mhm, just us. We can watch some Christmas movies and snuggle on the couch with no interruptions! Killua usually would come sit between us like some kind of chaperone!”

She said this with a playful huff. “It’s weird, he acts like you’re going to pounce on me or something.”

‘Ah, he’s not wrong to think that, honestly…’ Kurapika thought, looking away. The bulge in his pants had returned, and he was just glad to be wearing an oversized sweater.

‘The thing I said during the fall get together probably didn’t help anything…’

They got into the mom van and drove home, sipping on their hot chocolate and snacking on cookies.

———————

Kurapika carried in most of (Name)’s shopping bags, insisting that she just get the Christmas movie started while he placed them in her closet upstairs. When he came back downstairs, she was heading up. “I’m going to change into my pajamas! The movie is already starting, so you can get changed and we can meet back up!”

The blonde nodded, watching her hips as she ran up the stairs, tripping on the same step she always did. He had to bite his lip to prevent himself from laughing.

After getting into comfortable pajamas, the two sat on the couch together, a few feet apart. They were both nervous, the energy a bit different than it had been the other times they’d been together.

After about 10 minutes into the movie, (Name) scooted closer, leaning her head on his shoulder. Kurapika felt his heart pounding. She smelt so good, like hot chocolate and vanilla, along with her usual fruity perfume. It made him feel soft, and before he realized it, he had wrapped an arm around her to bring her closer.

“Mmm…”

He nearly whimpered when he felt her bury her face into his shoulder, her soft warm breath tickling his neck. “Pika…”

She planted a little kiss on his shoulder, her chubby cheek resting against him. “Can I… sit in your lap?”

Kurapika’s brain short circuited upon hearing her request, his face heating up to the point his entire face was now red. (Name) took his silence as him being uncomfortable with the question, and immediately pulled back. “N-never mind, I didn’t men’s t-“

She yelped when the blonde pulled her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her plush frame. He rested his flustered face on her shoulder, trying to calm his breathing. “Please… just let me hold you. Stay…”

(Name) relaxed, returning the embrace. Her plump thighs were on either sides of his, her knees resting on the couch. He nearly shivered when she finally sat down completely, his hands falling to her hips to keep her in place.

It took Kurapika a moment to calm himself down, and when he did he looked up to see her gazing at him in a way that made his heart race. It was pure adoration and love, something he hadn’t experienced since he was a child. “(Name)…”

He cupped her cheek, his other hand lightly squeezing her hip. “You’re… everything to me.”

Her breath hitched, and they began leaning into each other. “Pika…”

When their lips met, he couldn’t help put pull her flush against him, feeling her breasts squish against his chest. “Mmm…”

His hands began to wander to her ass. Kurapika gave it a quick squeeze, making (Name) yelp. He took this as a chance to slip his tongue into her mouth, dancing with hers. She tasted sweet, like the hot chocolate and cookies they had earlier.

She could feel his bulge pressing into her, and she even lightly rocked her hips against him, causing him to moan into the kiss. His hands shot to her hips, helping to guide her over his bulge.

When they pulled away to breathe, his hands moved to her shirt, yanking it off. He nearly choked when he realized she wasn’t wearing a bra, her soft breasts now on full display for him. “(Name)…”

He glanced up at her, the blondes eyes widening in surprise when she guided his hands to her chest, placing them over her ample breasts. “Please.”

Kurapika took in a shaky breath as he gave her breasts a light squeeze, his hands trembling lightly in excitement. They were softer than he could have ever imagined, and fit in his hands perfectly, almost like she was made just for him.

His thumbs brushed over his nipples, the blonde neatly shuddering when he felt them harden under his gentle touch. The little whimper that left her lips was enough to encourage the shy Kurta to continue.

He wanted to kiss every inch of her body, so before he knew it he was leaning forward to press his lips into her breast, his tongue lapping at her nipple. “M-Mmph, Pika!”

Her face was hot, and she could feel the wetness pooling between her thighs as he looked up at her with those scarlet eyes, his mouth latching around her nipple. His tongue danced around her sensitive nipple, his other hand lightly pinching and tweaking the other. “Gorgeous… you’re beautiful…”

After releasing her breast with a soft “pop” from his mouth, he moved to sucking on her neck, giving her little bites and licks. By the time he was done, (Name) was a panting mess and her neck was covered in love bites and hickeys. Kurapika was also feeling the heat, and he was sure she could feel his bulge pressing into her clothed pussy.

“I want you, (Name)…”

He stared up at her, his eyes a brilliant shade of scarlet, the unique shade only she got to see. No one else got to see Kurapika’s eyes like that, they only turned that specific shade when he was looking at the one he loved.

“I… I want you too, Pika… I need you.”

He had been waiting for this moment for so long, and now that he finally had her in his arms, the blonde almost get overwhelmed.

Kurapika had hurt her, more than once, and he never would have thought he would have a second chance at this thing called love, especially not with her. He didn’t deserve her, not one bit, but he was determined to have her. Maybe he was being selfish by loving her, but in that moment he didn’t care. Her body was pressed against his, and he wanted her more than anything.

He scooped her up in her arms, smiling a little when her thighs wrapped around his waist. “My room or yours?”

She buried her face into the crook of his neck, humming softly. “Doesn’t matter…”

Kurapika squeezed her thighs when she began nipping at his neck, her soft lips brushing against his jaw as he walked upstairs. “A-angel, please, ah!”

He bit his lip when she nibbled on his ear. The blonde hurried up the stairs, his body trembling from her kisses and nibbles.

He figured her room would be more familiar and therefore more comfortable for her, so he passed his room and made his way to hers,

The door was kicked open, and the two fell onto the bed, their lips meeting again in a flurry of kisses. He couldn’t keep his tongue out of her mouth, not when she tasted so sweet and felt so good.

He blushed when he felt her tugging at his shirt. Kurapika knew sex meant getting naked, but he couldn’t help but hesitate. He wasn’t exactly the most confident in his appearance, but with one look at (Name)’s lust filled eyes he was tearing off his shirt in a hurry, quickly moving to unbutton his pants.

She pulled him back in for another kiss, pulling his hips into hers, letting his clothed cock run against her clothed pussy. “F-fuck (Name)…”

He groaned, holding onto her hips as he moved against her. “Need these off, now…”

He yanked down her pants with shaky hands, making her whine softly when her soaked panties were exposed to him. She hid her face away in embarrassment and tried to close her legs, but he pried her thighs open.

Kurapika couldn’t speak, his heart running a millions miles a minute. He was so close to her wet heat that he could smell her arousal. His actions had caused this. His.

It was enough to make his cock twitch in excitement at what was to come. “Need it…”

His voice was hoarse, like a man that had been wandering through the desert for years on end. “Pika…”

She blushed as his thumbs hooked under her panties, giving him a little nod when he looked up at her. With her approval, he pulled them down, his breath hitching at the sight before him.

She was soaking wet, her pussy drooling, all because of him. He leans down, his face hovering above her cunt as she peeked at him through her hands. Feeling a surge of confidence, he met her eye as he leaned forward to press a soft kiss into her pussy, his tongue flicking out to lick her clit.

Her eyelashes fluttered as her hips rose to meet his lips, a whine leaving her lips. She was shy and needy, all in one, and Kurapika wasn’t the type to tease, especially when he wanted this just as much as she did.

Without further ado, he buried his face into her cunt, his mind going fuzzy when he got a good taste of her. “Mmm, mm…”

He was losing himself, letting out a moan when he felt her thighs squish his face.

“Ahh!”

Her hands shot out to tangle themselves in his hair, causing him took look up at her with hazy, pussy drunk eyes. Kurapika kept his tongue on her clit, remembering how she masturbated when he watched her.

She let out a whiny moan when he inserted a finger into her. The blonde’s eyes widened at just how tight she was. He’d done his research and knew that virgins were tight, but there was only so much a book could prepare him for. It didn’t prepare him for the way she bucked her hips into his face, of the way his body reacted to the taste of her pussy and the sound of her mewling moans.

“Pika, I’m mmph- close!”

He glanced back up at her, seeing just how hot her face was. She was looking down at him with half lidded eyes, her lips parted to pant in pleasure.

He wasn’t experienced at eating pussy, but (Name) was already so close to cumming. It made his chest swell with pride, and he added another finger to get her even closer to the edge, curling them just like Leorio said to.

This made her call out his name, her walls tightening around his fingers. “P-Pika, cumming!”

He could feel precum oozing from his tip as he lapped up her cum. In the future, he would take a lot more time between her legs, but right now, he needed her desperately.

Kurapika wiped his mouth before moving up her body to get a good look at her post-orgasm face. It was quite the sight to behold, and he was amazed that he was able to cause it.

“You taste amazing…”

She blushed, burying her face in his shoulder. He could tell she was a bit nervous at what was to come by the way her thighs tremble around his hips. “(Name)…”

He cupped her cheek, brushing away a tear that fell down her cheek. Kurapika felt his heart drop. Had he been too pushy? Was she crying because of him? Seeing her cry made his protective instincts flare up, and he was quick to attempt to soothe her.

“We don’t have to keep going if you’re scared, (Name). I’ll stop the second you tell me to, angel.”

She shook her head, her hands going to his boxers to lightly tug at them. “N-no, I want you… I’m just nervous.”

He laughed, resting his forehead against hers. “Me too.”

They shared a smile before Kurapika kissed her again. It was a lot gentler this time, with light caresses and touches as their lips locked. He wanted her to feel safe and loved. Kurapika loved her more than anything after all, and he wanted their first time together to be special. He couldn’t say he loved her through words yet, but maybe he could say it through his actions.

“You’re gorgeous…” he said softly, his hands running over the sides of her body, past her chubby tummy and plump hips, resting on her plush thighs. Her soft flesh turned him on more than he cared to admit.

With a few more tugs, his underwear was off, and (Name) caught a glimpse of his cock for the first time. She had jerked him off before, but hadn’t actually see it since his dick since it was in his underwear, but now it was on full display for her.

He seemed nervous when she stared, only relaxing when she reached out to touch it. His breath hitched, a groan leaving his lips as she stroked him lightly. “Pretty…”

His cheeks flushed at the compliment, and he quickly but gently pushed her hand away. “I-If you keep that I’m going to cum…”

She giggled, pulling him forward his tip brushed against her folds. “Then let’s get started, Pika. Just… be gentle, please…”

He nodded quickly, his fingers interlocking with hers as he looked down. Kurapika bit his lip as his cock prodded at her pussy, the feeling of her juices coating his tip enough to make him cum. It was all he could do to hold back, the blonde glancing up at her again for permission as he positioned his cock at her entrance.

“Are you ready, (Name)?”

She nodded, kissing his cheek. “I am… I’ve wanted this for so long…”

Kurapika stared down at her with those scarlet eyes of his, his cheeks a dark red. “I need you… I’ve needed you my whole life.”

He touched her forehead to his as his cock sunk into her inch by inch. He didn’t mind that she was gripping his hand too hard or that she was whining softly. “I know, angel… shh…”

Whne tears of pain beaded in her eyes, he kissed them away, pushing his own pleasure away to tend to her. Even though she was squeezing his cock so deliciously, he pushed in slowly. He wanted to pound into her, to watch her breasts bounce as he fucked into her, but he wouldn’t. Not tonight.

When he bottomed out, he kept a hand on her tummy, pressing kisses into her neck and cheeks. “F-fuck… doing so good, angel.”

His inexperience was starting to show with the way his chest rose and fell, a soft panting leaving his lips. “M-Mmph, (Name)…”

It was arousing to see how his body was reacting to hers, the way she watched his eyes get hazy and his cheeks go red. Those scarlet eyes were proof of how strongly he was feeling, and she wanted to believe it wasn’t just lust. “Pika…”

The both leaned into each other, their noses brushing against each others tenderly. “I love you…”

This was said tenderly, her voice soft as she looked up at him. He felt his eyes widen and she could feel his cock twitch inside of her. She said she loved him before, and even though he’d heard her say it in a romantic way before, this felt different. She loved him, in the way lovers do. Sexually, romantically, all of it, she wanted him in every way she could have him. It made him want to cry, he had never been loved in this way before.

To be desired and needed in such a way was something Kurapika never though he would experience, and the blonde choked up, tears falling down his cheeks. “(Name)… oh angel…”

Kurapika peppered kisses along her neck and jaw, his fingers sinking into the fat of her thighs. “Pretty… so pretty…”

She whimpered, pulling his attention back to her face. With a light bucking of her hips, she signaled exactly what she wanted.

He took a deep before lightly pulling out before pushing back in, the mewl that left her lips making his hips stutter. Kurapika wanted to hear that pretty sound over and over, so he began thrusting in and out, keeping his hand over her tummy.

That thought he’d been trying to push away came back to his mind as her pussy clenched around him. The image of her with a little baby bump, smiling and laughing as held each other close. It was enough to make precum leak into her from his needy cock.

‘W-wanna… wanna…’

He moved faster, holding her legs over his shoulders as his instinct took over. Kurapika watched as his cock sunk into her, biting his lip.

‘Wanna get her pregnant…’

“Pika.. f-fuck, gonna-!”

He shuddered, feeling her walls flutter around him. “M-me too, angel… let’s cum together…”

Kurapika didn’t want it to end so soon, but he knew they wouldn’t last long with them both being inexperienced virgins, so he let go, the last thought he had before cumming being the desire to impregnate her.

His eyes squeezed shut and he groaned, pounding into her pussy as they came together. She whimpered at the filling of his cum filling her up, painting her walls white. Even after he finished cumming, it took him a moment to stop. Thrusting in and out of her felt so fucking good, he never wanted to stop, but he knew he had to. One look at her exhausted face was enough to calm his racing heart.

The blonde gave her a tired smile, leaning down to kiss all over her face before he pulled out. He wanted to stay inside of her, his instincts telling him to plug her up so his seed could stay inside of her, but his need for comfort and snuggles outweighed that.

He laid on his side and pulled her to his chest, his body feeling hot and tired, but good at the same time. The room smelled of sex and (Name)’s signature perfume, making him relax.

As his mind cleared of his post-orgasm haze, his mind drifted back to the thoughts of getting her pregnant. He came inside her, that meant it was a possibility, wasn’t it? The more he thought of it, the more his heartbeat picked up. He couldn’t think of anyone better to rebuild the Kurta clan with.

His thoughts were interrupted when he felt her tremble in his arms, the blonde picking up the unease and fear in her aura.

When he felt her chest begin to shake with sobs, he pulled her closer, his hands shaking as he cupped her cheeks. “Angel, what’s wrong? Was I too rough? Are you hurt?”

A chill ran down his back when she clung to him, her face burying itself in his chest. This wasn’t an embrace, this was a desperate attempt to keep him close to her. “Please… please don’t leave me… I’ll do anything you want, just don’t leave me again…”

It only took him a moment to realize why she was so upset, and his blood ran cold to think this was all his fault. He had traumatized her to the point she was terrified that once he had his way with her, he’d abandoned her, like she was nothing.

Had he really been so cruel that she believed he would use her body then abandon her? Kurapika held onto her so tightly it was almost painful.

��I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…”

Tears welled up in his eyes. He’d done this, he made the love of his life tremble in fear at the thought of him leaving her again.

All he could do was whisper apologies into her ear as he rocked her, trying his best to soothe and comfort (Name). “I can’t… I can’t live without you, Pika… promise me… promise me you’ll never leave me again…”

She finally looked up at him, her eyes a bit puffy from crying. He paused, his hand reaching up to wipe away her tears.

Was he really okay with staying with her? He didn’t want to become soft, to lose his anger and hatred, and if he stayed with her that might happen.

Kurapika brought her in closer to pepper her face in kisses, unable to stop as tears fell down his own cheeks. He loved her, but his mission would always come first.

“… I promise.”

She finally relaxed, laying her head on his chest. “Mmm… I’m so happy, Pika… I want…”

Her eyelids began to droop, her hands playing with his hair. “I want to stay… with you forever…”

As she fell asleep in his arms, Kurapika hoped that he would be able to keep that promise. A sinking feeling in his chest told him that if he didn’t, there would be no second chances, just heartache.

———————

(Name) woke up early the next morning, giggling to herself when Kurapika grumbled at her attempts to move. “Stay…”

His face was buried in her neck, his hand reaching around her to trail down her tummy to her pussy. She squirmed a little, feeling his cock slip between her thighs. “Pika, what do you mmph~! Think you’re doing?”

Kurapika kissed along her neck, gently sucking on her most sensitive spots. “It’s warm…”

She let out a shaky breath when he pushed into her wet cunt, feeling his fingers rub at her clit as he thrusted in and out lazily, his hot breath on her neck. “So good… you feel so good…”

His free hand groped at her chest, as if he just couldn’t touch her enough. Kurapika wanted his hands all over her, to touch and kiss every inch of her body. She whimpered, lightly watching her back, turning her head to capture his lips in a sloppy kiss.

It didn’t take long for them to cum, the blonde groaning in her mouth as she filled him up. “That’s my angel… such a good girl…”

He hummed in contentment, nuzzling his face into her neck before pulling her closer. “All mine…”

She squirmed a little, giving his cheek a quick peck before she wiggled away. He began to whine again, but she stopped him with a gentle boop to his nose. “Killua, Alluka, and Leorio will be here within an hour. Leorio’s staying over to decorate ornaments for us, so we both have to be showered and dressed before they get here.”

Kurapika pouted at her, his face falling onto her lap. “Just five more minutes… it feels nice to be snugged up with you…”

She smiled softly, gently brushing his hair out of his face. “I’d like that too, Pika, but not right now. How about…”

She hummed, leaning down to kiss his forehead. “How about we snuggle up and watch Christmas movies with everyone later? How does that sound?”

Although he would prefer to snuggle with her alone, he wouldn’t turn her affections down. “I’m okay with that…”

The two separated, much to Kurapika’s annoyance. All he wanted to do was be stuck to her side like glue, but she was busy. He felt a little bad and a bit hypocritical due to calling her a stalker in York New all those years ago. Now he was following her around like a lovesick puppy… he was whipped.

After they both showered and dressed, Kurapika helped (Name) set out the Christmas ornament decorating station. Kurapika even had his own space for molding clay, along with tools and paint. He seemed about ready to dig in, but refrained from doing so until the others got there.

It was nearly noon by the time the others got there. Leorio came holding two boxes of pizza, smiling. “Hey sunshine, I brought lunch.”

“Oh, thank you Leorio!”

She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a peck on his cheek, causing the blonde to huff in annoyance. Kurapika didn’t like how affectionate she was with other men, despite the fact he hadn’t even asked her to be his girlfriend yet. He seemed to believe she already belonged to him.

Killua looked at Kurapika, his eyes narrowing. He didn’t like the satisfied, love-dovey look on Kurapika’s face one bit. It made him… suspicious. Especially after Kurapika’s words during the fall get together…

As the group gathered around the table to start eating, Killua pulled Kurapika aside. “Kurapika.”

Kurapika blinked. It wasn’t often Killua used his actual name, so he looked at him. “… yes, Killua?”

“… don’t get her pregnant.”

And with that, Killua walked away to eat with the others, leaving Kurapika a blushing, stuttering mess.

———————

“If you use this tool, you can create a nice texture…”

“Ooh, Pika that’s so neat!”

Kurapika had (Name) perched in his lap, his hands on hers as he helped her mold the clay into little Christmas themed shapes, like gingerbread cookies and trees. The entire group was having so much fun, with Alluka and Nanika switching out to paint their own little glass ornaments.

“You’re a natural, (Name). My father would have loved to have your help with his work.”

(Name) felt her face warm up, melting at the heartfelt compliment. Kurapika mentioned his family less than he mentioned his clan, so it was a compliment of the highest honor.

“Oh, that sounds like a lot of fun! You said your mom taught you how to sew, right? I bet they would have kept me busy!”

Kurapika laughed at that, resting his chin on her shoulder. “Yeah, I bet they would have loved you.”

He gave her shoulder a kiss before moving the clay over to a baking sheet. “Alright, angel. Let’s get these to the oven. After, we can paint them together.”

She stood up then helped him stand, giggling when he leaned against her. “You may have to carry me (Name), I think my legs fell asleep…” he purred, his cheek nuzzling against hers.

“Oh really? Maybe you won’t be able to come see the Christmas light with us then~”

Kurapika grumbled, standing up on his own. “You’re no fun, (Name).”

She laughed, bumping her hip against his. “Mmm, maybe, but I know my stuff. Come on…”

After decorating ornaments, they decorated the tree with them. Leorio was kind enough to place the star at the top, the group looking on in wonder as they saw the fully decorated tree.

“It’s really nice…” Kurapika said, pulling (Name) close to him. He had a soft, nostalgic smile on his face, tears pooling at the corners of his eyes.

“It is, I’m glad you got to do this with us, Kurapika.”

The two shared a kiss, causing Killua to gag and Alluka to “ooo”. Leorio laughed and rolled his eyes. “Okay lovebirds, we should go see the lights soon, it’s dark out.”

“Already?”

“Yeah, already.”

The group separated, getting dressed for the occasion. Kurapika sighed dreamily as (Name) walked down in a simple Christmas sweater and jeans. Honestly she could walk down in a potato sack and he’d still get flustered, she looked good in pretty much anything she wore.

“Oh wow, you look nice Pika!”

She looked over his nice red turtleneck and black slacks, nodding in approval. “You look cute yourself, (Name).”

She beamed at him, grabbing the arm he offered with a laugh. “Aren’t you a charmer? Let’s get the cat warmed up, it’s freezing out there!”

The group rode in the car to see the Christmas lights, munching on cookies and hot chocolate (Name) prepared before they left. “These are good, mama!”

Nanika was present at the moment, munching on a cookie. Killua seemed to be pouting over this. “Why does Alluka get more cookies? It’s not fair!”

“Well, Alluka has Nanika with her, it’s only fair they both get the same as everyone else!”

“Mom, they share the same vessel! It’s-“

Nanika buried her face in (Name)’s chest, whining. “Big brother is being mean to me…”

Killua started stuttering out an apology as Nanika and (Name) giggled. Kurapika glanced at them through the rearview mirror, his cheeks a soft pink.

“Take the next left, and it should be right there.”

Leorio was looking at his phone, calling out directions to Kurapika. The tall man had some spiked hot chocolate before he left and (Name) didn’t like driving long distances, so that left Kurapika behind the wheel.

He put the car into park outside of the the place, glancing around at the lights with a wonderstruck face. Kurapika had heard about Christmas lights before, and he even helped Leorio put some up at (Name)’s house a week ago, but he’d never seen anything like this.

Pairo had always wanted to see the big parks full of lights after he read about it in a book.

“Even with my failing vision, I’d still be able to see the lights! We should go see them someday, Kurapika!”

“Yeah, I promise I’ll take you one day!”

“Will you hold my hand so I don’t trip?”

“Haha, I’m sure I will have found you a doctor to help your condition by then, but I’ll still hold you hand. You’re a bit clumsy regardless.”

“Hehe, I guess I am!”

Kurapika stayed frozen near the gate, a hand over his heart as memories of old broken promises plagued his mind.

He was shaken from his thoughts by a hand taking his own, giving him a light squeeze. “Are you alright, Pika?”

Kurapika smiled, letting the tears fall down his cheeks. “Yeah… yeah I’m fine. I just… remembered that I had promised Pairo I’d take him to see the Christmas lights one day. I… never got to.”

(Name) pulled him a little closer, leaning her head against his shoulder. “… you carry him in your heart, Kurapika. He’s here with us, even if he isn’t physically. Can’t you feel it?”

The blonde paused, his eyes going wide. There was a certain feeling in the air, nostalgic and familiar. “I do… I do feel it.”

She smiled, laughing when he hugged her a little tighter. “I think… he’s happy I have you now.”

The others watched with smiles on their faces, even Killua. As they walked into the park, Kurapika felt truly at peace for the first time since he lost his clan. It felt like his friend was right next to him, experiencing each new sight Kurapika did. If there was an afterlife like Kurapika believed, he hopes Pairo could see all the sweet parts of life through his eyes.

Alluka and Killua played in the snow as Kurapika and (Name) gazed at the lights in wonder. “Oh wow, these ones are linked to a radio station! They blink in time with the music!”

They walked through a tunnel of lights, pausing to look at each other. To Kurapika, (Name)’s figure lit up by the soft lights above made her look beautiful. Her hair, her skin, her eyes, each part of her had his heart thumping away madly.

He leaned in for a kiss, cupping her cheeks, but stoped short when her phone buzzed in her pocket. The both seemed irritated by the interruption, but Kurapika gave her a patient smile. “Go ahead, I’ll still be here.”

(Name) giggles, walking away to take the call. He waited, watching as her face fell.

She walked back a moment later, looking simultaneously pissed and worried. “Is something wrong, angel?”

The woman groaned, leaning against him. “My boss called, he said there’s a natural disaster that needs clean up and rescue efforts, and he needs me to into work. My nen is very useful when it comes to both healing others and getting rid of debris.”

Kurapika pulled her in closer, his face scrunching up. “… how long will you be gone?”

“About a week, which means I’ll be home a few days before Christmas Eve. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind helping others, but it sucks going into work during the Christmas season… but…”

She texted Leorio, who said he would call her a taxi. “I have to remember that these people are experiencing these natural disasters during the holidays. My family is happy and safer, theirs aren’t.”

Kurapika was always surprised by her unending compassion and care for complete strangers. He nodded, cupping her cheek tenderly. “Do you want me to come with you? I don’t want you to go alone a-“

“No, I need someone that can stay at the house. Leorio has classes so he can’t always be around to help, you’ll need to take care of the kids while I’m gone.”

Kurapika frowned at that, but he couldn’t help feeling a small iota of pride at her trust in him. Killua was her baby, something she made clear, so to put him in Kurapika’s care meant she thought he was worthy enough.

“I won’t even have time to pack, I’ll just have to wear my work uniform and buy clothes there…”

She began walking towards the gate, texting numerous people on her phone as Kurapika followed. “You’re leaving now? I was hoping we’d have more time together…”

The knowledge that she’d be leaving for an entire week was starting to sink in, making the blonde feel extra clingy and needy. He held onto her hand, bringing it to her lips to kiss it. “I’ll miss you…”

She turned back to smile, embracing him as tight as she could manage. “I’ll miss you too, Pika. I love you…”

She gave his lips a soft peck, waiting a moment before sighing softly. “… I’ll see you next week then, take care.”

His face dropped as she turned, a soft look of sadness taking just his features. He could tell she was a little upset he hadn’t said he loved her back. Kurapika couldn’t blame her, not one bit. He wanted to say it, he wanted to scream it from the rooftops that she was only one for him, but he just couldn’t.

It wasn’t good, and would hurt them both later on if he couldn’t man up and say it.

The blonde sighed, watching her get in the taxi before he turned to join the others, the spark of excitement over the Christmas lights gone.

At the time, he didn’t realize that she was that spark, that person that allowed him to feel childlike wonder again.

And he might end up taking that effect she had on him for granted.

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The week (Name) was gone was hell for Kurapika. The kids misbehaved, the cats kept getting into trouble, and Leorio was too busy with college to help him most of the time.

But most of all, the thing that hurt Kurapika the most was the debilitating loneliness he felt with (Name)’s absence. He had gotten so used to her presence, that he could barely function when she wasn’t around. He stumbled through his routine, waking up early to feed the kids, working to find clues about the scarlet eyes or phantom troupe on his laptop, making lunch, going back to work, making dinner, then passing out after.

“You’re like a soggy cat!” Alluka said, watching as Kurapika slumped on the couch, his laptop on the coffee table. “You miss (Name) so much that you haven’t smiled or laughed once since she’s been gone! Not even at my puppet show.”

“Your puppet show was about the assassination of Abraham Lincoln.”

“I thought it was hilarious!” Killua chimed in, jumping over the couch to sit down next to Kurapika. “But she’s right, it hasn’t even been fun to tease you lately.”

Kurapika frowned at that, shutting his laptop. “It’s really none of your business how I feel. She’s important to me, of course I wouldn’t be frolicking around when she’s gone.”

Killua raised an eyebrow at the blonde. “Hey, she’s important to me too, but I can function on my own. I know she’ll be fine.”

“But what if she isn’t? Have you ever had someone you loved die? I worry that she could be in horrible danger every day…”

Killua went quiet, staring at Kurapika as if he wanted to say something, but couldn’t. “… she’ll be fine. I… I know she will be. She promised me she would never…”

He clamped his mouth shut, his eyes staring at the floor as Kurapika looked up from his laptop. “She promised you what?”

Killua shook his head and grabbed Alluka’s hand. “Nothing. Let’s go, we need to clean up our rooms before mom gets home.”

Kurapika had a sinking feeling that whatever Killua was talking about had something to do with the Chimera Ant Incident.

He would find out what happened eventually, but at what cost? Now, he didn’t know just how much damage the truth would cause.

They say curiosity killed the cat, and Kurapika had always been the curious type.

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It was 3 days before Christmas Eve, and (Name) was supposed to be home at any minute. There had been radio silence on her end the past two days, filling Kurapika with worry.

“What if she got hurt? Someone could have taken her phone and used it to say she’s fine before throwing it away!”

“Kurapika, she sent us a picture of herself two days ago.”

“… it could have been edited.”

Killua groaned, rolling his eyes. “She’s fine, blondie. You worry too much, she’s going to feel smothered by you.”

A knock at the door had them all jumping up. “Mom?” “Angel!” “Big sis?”

They ran to the door, Kurapika throwing it open to reveal (Name) behind it. Before they could all throw their arms around her, they noticed how she swayed slightly, the bags under her eyes now visible, along with the tired look on her face.

“I’m home… please… call Leorio…”

With that, she fell into Kurapika’s arms, the blonde neatly vomiting when he saw his hands coated in blood. There was a large patch of blood seeping through the back of her shirt.

Killua pulled Alluka away so she didn’t see, though he was panicking himself, he wanted to make sure his little sister didn’t have to see (Name) in this state. As he dialed Leorio’s number, Killua ushered Alluka to her room. “Go play on my switch, I’ll come get you in a minute, okay?”

Kurapika laid her on the couch, tearing off her shirt to reveal her bandages torso. When he turned her on her side, he spotted where the blood was coming from.

There seemed to be some kind of wound on her back, a fact that infuriated Kurapika. Someone attacked her while she had her back turned, and he hadn’t been there to watch over her. He felt utter shame and disgust at himself for being selfish the entire week, pouting over her absence while she was out risking her life to help others.

Leorio threw open the front door, his eyes scanning the room before he spotted (Name). Killua had crouched down next to her, tears running down his cheeks as he pushed her hair out of his face.

“(Name), Killua…”

The man kneeled down in front of her, his hand grazing over her wound. “Fuck, (Name), what happened to you?”

She shivered, sweat beading down her forehead as she struggled to speak. “Someone… who lost their family… took it out on me. He was angry… that I couldn’t… save them… I… didn’t press charges.”

Kurapika nearly crushed the coffee table with his grip. “He hurt you, (Name), why the hell did you let him get away like that? I don’t care who he lost, he doesn’t have the right to…”

He froze, a sudden chill running down his back. “He… didn’t have the right to hurt you. Not even if he was angry.”

Leorio held his hands over her back, focusing his nen on her injury as the group stayed quiet.

‘I’m a complete hypocrite. I’ve hurt her out of anger, for the sake of my anger… how can I even begin to lecture her?’

As Leorio worker his nen, her breathing slowed down. She finally relaxed once her wound healed up, giving them all a tired smile. “I’m sorry I took so long… I had so many plans for the Christmas season, but… I’m going you way too tired to do anything but rest the next few days…”

“No, no don’t you ever apologize for that, (Name). You’ve done more than enough.” Kurapika said, cupping her cheek. “This Christmas season has been the best I’ve ever had, all thanks to you.”

She sniffled, wiping away her tears before sitting up with Leorio’s help. “Thank you… I still want to cook a nice dinner for Christmas, it just… won’t be as grand as I hoped…”

Kurapika kissed her forehead, pulling her close. “As long as I have you, I don’t care. You’re all I need to be happy…”

She blushed, giving him a peck on his lips. “Could you help me upstairs? I don’t think I can do it myself…”

He nodded, scooping her up easily. “Of course. Come here, angel.”

Leorio and Killua watched as he carried her upstairs, before the man pulled Killua close. “Hey bud, she’s going to be okay. This isn’t like last time, you don’t have to worry.”

Killua was a mess, anxiety pulsing through his veins. “It’s hard… it’s hard not to worry. I can’t… I can’t lose her again. She’s my mom, I…”

Leorio patted his back. “I know, bud. I know…”

Kurapika placed (Name) on her bed, covering her up with her comforter. “Is that better, angel?”

She smiled, gently tugging at his sleeve. “It would be better if you were with me.”

She lifted the blanket, and he happily joined her, his cheeks turning pink as he buried his face into her neck. He felt just a little pathetic at how excited her got when he smelled her perfume again for the first time in a week, but that faded away when she nuzzled her nose against his.

“I’m so happy… that you stayed…”

Kurapika paused, his eyes widening a bit. “Did you… think I was going to leave while you were gone?”

She looked away for a moment, then nodded slightly. “… yes. I did.”

He felt hurt, but he couldn’t blame her for feeling the way she did. After his fight with Uvogin, he abandoned her as soon as he woke up, leaving her all alone. After that, he attempted to push her away, leading to their separation.

“I’ll never leave you… never…”

She sighed in contentment, giving him a soft kiss. “Thank you…”

The two fell asleep, the blonde keeping a protective hold over her, as if to protect her even if her dreams.

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Christmas Eve arrived, and (Name) was finally feeling good enough to get to work. She delegated chores, giving Kurapika and Leorio the grocery list, then having Alluka and Killua tidy up the living room as she did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen.

Before long, the house was sparkling clean. “This looks great guys, I’m sure Santa will be very happy when he comes down the chimney tonight!”

Alluka jumped up and down in joy, nearly spilling her hot chocolate. “I’m so excited, I can’t wait for Santa to come!”

Killua took her cup, laughing. “Well I can’t wait to open presents. Mom, we still get to open two each tonight, right?”

(Name) nodded, giving both of their foreheads a kiss. “Yep! Tonight we’ll eat dinners, open gifts, then bake cookies for Santa.”

She started cooking as soon as Leorio and Kurapika got back with groceries. Within a few hours, dinner was ready and the kids were getting restless. They all ate quickly, too excited to open presents and bake.

“Okay, we’ll open gifts youngest to oldest. Alluka, you’re up first.”

They kids opened their gifts, smiling. “Ooo, new hair clips! Thank you (Name)!”

Killua was too busy putting on his new shoes to try them out to speak, his face lit up light a Christmas tree. Kurapika frowned when (Name) handed him his present, remembering that he was younger than her.

“This is from me!”

She smiled, watching as he looked over the small box in his hands. “I also got you something to open tomorrow, so you have two gifts!”

Kurapika blushed at that. He had only gotten her the one gift, and now he felt a little bad that she wouldn’t have anything from him to open tomorrow. “Th-thank you, one gift would have been enough, I promise…”

He carefully unwrapped the paper, careful not to tear it. Once unwrapped, his eyes widened, his eyes going wide with shock.

“This… is an ornament made by the Kurta people…”

Tears fell down his cheeks as he lifted it from its packaging. “Yes, I found it while I was gone on my job. Some flesh collector was selling it, but I didn’t feel good giving someone like that money, so I stole it. You’re the rightful owner, after all. You can choose what to do with it.”

He held the little ornament in the air, watching the gold paint glitter in the light. When he turned it around, he nearly dropped it in surprise.

“Oh my god…”

‘Pairo, 4’ was written in Kurtan on the back, confirming that it was a genuine Kurta ornament, but also made by Kurapika’s childhood friend. He couldn’t contain his sobs, holding the little trinket to his chest.

“Pika…”

(Name) wrapped her arms around him, letting the blonde cry into her chest. “Thank you… you don’t understand what you’ve given me, (Name)… I couldn’t ask for a better gift…”

Once he was okay enough to let her go, (Name) opened her gifts from Alluka, Leorio, and Killua.

Alluka got her new fuzzy socks with her favorite Sanrio character on them, Killua got her a gift card to her favorite restaurant, and Leorio got her a plush of her favorite anime character. She hugged them all, giggling as she placed all of her gifts in a small basket that she would carry upstairs. “These are amazing, thank you so much!”

Killua hugged her tightly, then looked away shyly. “I have another gift for you…”

(Name) tilted her head as Killua reached behind the Christmas tree, hanging her a gift bag. “Open it.”

She opened the bag, pulling her present out of the bag and looking at it, tears ending at corner of her eyes as she pulled him into a hug. “Oh, Killua…”

She held a mug in her hand, that had the words “World’s Best Mom” on the front. “You really are the best mom… you kind of… saved me.”

(Name) choked up, giving his forehead a kiss. “No, baby, you saved me.”

After a long hug, Killua squirmed away to stand off to the side, his face red. Expressing gratitude and love wasn’t easy for him, and (Name) knew that. “Okay, Leorio it’s your turn!”

(Name) handed him a gift, smiling. “This one is from Killua and Alluka!”

“Ahh, thanks guys. You didn’t have to get me anything.”

He took the wrapped present, holding it in his hands with barely contained excitement. Leorio was almost more into unwrapping presents than Killua and Alluka were.

He unwrapped it quickly and held up a blue tshirt with white lettering on it. It read “Med School Student”.

“It’s awful, I love it.”

Leorio pulled off the sweater he had on and put the tshirt on in its place. It was a little tight, clinging to his pectoral muscles, but it fit well enough. “Oh wow, you really are a stud!”

The group laughed, and they all gathered in the kitchen to make cookies for Santa. Alluka helped make the dough with (Name) as the boys mixed the icing. Kurapika, who seemed to be clumsy any time he tried to impress (Name), was forced to wash the cookie cutters instead.

“I don’t think there’s any way I could mess up icing…” Kurapika mumbled, drying off the icing. (Name) leaned over to kiss his cheek.

“Mmm, don’t jinx us, Pika.”

His cheeks flushed at her affection, causing him to lean into her. “I think I’ll be okay if I get another kiss.”

“Oh really?”

She laughed, pulling him in for a kiss, her lips tasting like sugar cookies. He wrapped his arms around her, letting his tongue flick out to taste her. “Mmph-! Okay Pika, that��s enough. The kids are right there,” she whispered, pulling away.

(Name) and Alluka laid out the dough, and with some help from the others, they made cookies. It was a lot of fun, and even though they all ended up covered in flour and dough, they all laughed. “I’m glad I didn’t have you all change into the matching pajamas yet, that would have been a disaster!”

She helped clean off Alluka and Killua’s faces before putting the cookies in the oven. “There we go, let’s get this mess cleaned up while they cook.

(Name) stood at the counter, wiping it down. It wasn’t every day she allowed her friends to help her this much, and she was realizing just how much easier life was when she let them take a bit of the weight off her shoulders. Instead of taking an hour to clean up the mess, it only took 10 minutes, the cookies being done right when they got done.

“Okay, they’ll need to cook off for a few minutes.”

Kurapika nodded, looking over their little cookies. Some were a bit lopsided and crooked, but he adored each and every one of them. He tried not to laugh at Leorio’s crude attempt at making a stethoscope. It looked more like the head of an elephant, but Leorio still seemed proud. “Oh, my cookie came out good!”

After they cooled down, everyone decorated and ate cookies. (Name) snatched up a few to keep for “Santa” before they could be devoured. “Alright guys, don’t forget who we made this for!”

She pinched Nanika and Killua’s cheek. Nanika was more of the artistic type, while Alluka preferred baking over decorating. “Sorry mama, they’re good!”

Kurapika sat, hunched over his own cookies. (Name) attempted to peek over his shoulder, but she was quickly swatted away. “Hey, no peeking, and get out of the light!”

(Name) snickered. “Oh my, so sorry Kurapika.”

She moved on to look at Leorio’s cookies, humming softly. “It’s… unique.”

“It’s ugly.”

“No, no it’s not!”

Leorio looked over his attempt at a stethoscope. They didn’t have silver so he had to use green, making it look more like a tree with vines than a stethoscope. “It’s cute, and it looks tasty.”

Kurapika cleared his throat to catch (Name)’s attention, and she smiled softly. “Can I see them now?”

He nodded, holding out the plate for her inspection. It was two gingerbread men, one with yellow hair and the other with (h/c) hair. “I uh… I made us. And we’re holding hands…”

She blushed, her fingers tips grazing the Kurapika cookie. “This is too cute…”

A phone was whipped out of her pocket in a split second, Kurapika blinking when she neatly blinded him with the flash. “There, now we can eat them!”

After they all feasted on cookies, they all slumped on the couch. (Name) was sitting on Kurapika’s lap, the blond rubbing circles into her tummy. “Ughh I think I ate too many cookies.”

He hummed softly, and at the moment he reminded her of a satisfied cat. His hands kneaded at her soft flesh as he held her close, his face buried in her neck.

“Mom can you make him stop? I’m gonna get sick,” Killua said with a groan. He was sprawled out on the floor as Alluka patted his back.

“Don’t be mean, Killua. He’s helping me feel better.”

She sighed, getting comfortable in Kurapika’s lap before selecting a Christmas movie for them to watch before they went to bed. Occasionally Leorio leaned closer to the two, getting some snuggles from (Name) before she was pulled back into Kurapika’s embrace. “Stingy!”

Kurapika stuck his tongue out at Leorio. “Maybe, but I’m stingy with what’s mine.”

(Name) blushed, her face buried in his shoulder. Was she really his? He wanted her to belong with him and stay by his side?

All she could hope is that he was hers too, and that he would stick by her as well.

The Christmas movie ended, and Leorio carried the kids to their rooms as they snored. “You two go ahead to bed, I’ll handle the Santa duties.”

(Name) kissed his cheek. “Thank you, Leorio. I’m so tired…”

“I figured, you still haven’t fully recovered.”

Kurapika held onto her hand as they walked upstairs. She put on a good show for the kiddos, but Leorio and Kurapika could see the exhaustion in her eyes. “Let’s get tucked in, angel. You need your rest.”

The two snuggled in bed. Ever since they had sex, Kurapika had been finding his way to her bed. Sometimes he slept in his own room due to staying up late for research, and then (Name) would wake up with him in her arms.

As she drifted off, she felt him give her forehead a kiss. “Merry Christmas, angel.”

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Kurapika woke up to an empty bed, bus first reaction being to panic. The blonde patted the empty spot before his eyes shot open and his chest began to heave. “(Name)? Angel, where are you?”

Usually his grip on her meant they woke up together because she couldn’t get out of bed without waking him, but he had turned over in the night.

Although he knew that she was probably just downstairs, he couldn’t help the panic that set in. He had lost so many people, it was part of the reason he was so clingy. He couldn’t lose her, he refused to.

“Pika? Were you calling?”

(Name) peeked in the door, still wearing her pajamas that matched his own. “Angel…”

Kurapika stumbled forward, holding her face in his hands so he could pepper kisses into her face. “Please, if you leave the bed, wake and inform me before you go… I worry.”

She smiled, feeling her body melt under his touch. “I’m sorry, I didn’t want to wake you up so early. I was just making a Christmas breakfast…”

He stared at her, the harsh, terrified shade of scarlet fading to the one only she got to see. “Let me help. I’m good with breakfast foods.”

The two made a heaping amount of pancakes, eggs, and bacon, and once the smell wafted through the house, everyone left their rooms.

Leorio rose from the couch, wiping the drool from his face. “Mmm… I think I was dreaming about your pancakes, (Name).”

She giggled. “Maybe! Come on, let’s eat so the kids can open their presents! I think I see a few more under the tree…”

Alluka gasped, running over to the plate of cookies, seeing that Leorio Santa had taken bites out of a few cookies, beheading the Kurapika cookie. Kurapika’s eyebrow twitched at the sight. “Was that necessary?”

Alluka huffed. “Hey, don’t question Santa! He might have thought your head looked tasty!”

Kurapika rubbed his temple. “Sure, sure…”

Killua snickered before stuffing his face with another bite of pancakes.

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After breakfast, (Name) pulled presents out from under the tree, placing them in piles in front of each person. Kurapika was surprised to see he had quite a few wrapped. “Where did all of these come from?”

(Name) smiled. “Gon and Melody sent you a gift in the mail, and the rest are from Alluka, Killua, and Leorio.”

Kurapika felt so loved in the moment. Since he had lost his clan, he rarely got many presents for his birthday or Christmas. The gift he got from (Name) on his birthday two years ago had been the first gift he received in years.

He had come so far, now surrounded by friends that appreciated and cared for him. “Alright everyone, you can start opening presents in 3, 2, 1!”

They began opening their gifts, Kurapika staring for a minute before he followed suit.

By the end of the session, Kurapika had a brand new pair of shoes from Leorio, a nice hair care kit from Alluka, a new book from Killua, a pair of heavy duty sunglasses from Gon, and a pastel pink scarf from Melody.

Kurapika looked so proud of his gifts, showing them off to (Name) before tucking them away safely in his room.

When he got back downstairs, (Name) smiled. “You have one more from me, Pika.”

He looked up before looking back at his gift. “You’re too kind, (Name)…”

He tore off the wrapping, tilting his head. “What is this?”

She giggled. “It’s a switch, a handheld game! You can play with friends across the world. You have a few games on it, so why don’t you let Killua and Alluka help you out?”

Kurapika nodded. “Ah, this is like the gameboys Pairo and I would see in magazines. Oh!”

He looked in wonder as he turned it on, and (Name) left him, Killua and Alluka taking over teaching him. By the time Leorio and (Name) finished with throwing away all of the wrapping paper, they had all started playing Minecraft with Gon.

“(Name) look, I’ve made a house!”

She peeked over Kurapika’s shoulder. “Wow, you really have!”

The day was spent with the adults laying around and watching movies or playing on their new game systems, while the kids ran around outside with their new toys.

Killua got a new skateboard and dirt bike, which he rode through the forest with Alluka clinging to his bike. “You sure they’ll be fine?” Kurapika asked, not looking up from his switch.

“They’ll be fine enough.”

By the end of the day, everyone was relaxing by the fire, sipping hot chocolate as they watched another Christmas movie. Kurapika kept a hand on her thigh, smiling. “I think this has been the best winter season I’ve had since…”

He didn’t have to finish his sentence, she knew what he meant. (Name) took his hand, planting a kiss on it. “I’m glad. You deserve to be happy.”

As she snuggled up to him, her pajama pants leg rode up a little, revealing she still had a few healing scratches and scrapes from when they went ice skating a few weeks ago. “(Name), why haven’t healed those up? I can’t imagine they’re comfortable.”

She set her hot chocolate down, Leorio and Kurapika freezing in their spots. With a sigh, she rolled her pants back down. “I’m sure you’ve heard about the Chimera Ant incident by now.”

Kurapika felt his heart race. Was finally she going to tell him what happened now?

(Name) looked like she was choosing her next words carefully, her face concentrated in though. “Well… during that incident, I… lost my ability to heal myself. I… don’t want to talk about it, but I’ll say one thing. It was… in exchange for… something… at least that’s my theory.”

Kurapika was a little bit disappointed by how little information he got, but he was still concerned to hear she had lost the power to heal herself. When he thought about it, she had relied on Leorio to heal her wound. ‘I should have realized sooner… what if she got hurt, and I didn’t know she couldn’t heal herself?’

He was glad to know this information, because it would mean he’d be more prepared and able to keep her safe. If he knew her weaknesses, he could plan around them. “I see…”

Kurapika didn’t push the subject. He could see the topic made everyone but him and Alluka uncomfortable.

As they got in bed that night, (Name) stared down at her leg, remembering the events of the Chimera Ant Incident.

‘I can’t let him know, it would break him…’

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Fixer Upper

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

Part 25

part 24

part 26

warning: smutty, handjob, Kurapika plays with Readers pussy, Reader gets injured by Kurapika, coma, SH(Kurapika doesn’t let himself eat or sleep after you get hurt), violence, reader kills someone and gets traumatized, vomiting

A/N: EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU TO BUG FOR HELPING SO MUCH WITH THIS CHAPTER!! A lot of the part where Killua tries to comfort reader was written by Bug!!

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(Name) woke up to the sound of her phone buzzing on her nightstand. She tried to move, but noticed Kurapika sleeping next to her, his arms wrapped around her and face buried in her chest.

The sight made her heart race and she would prefer to stay like this forever… but she couldn’t. “Pika, wake up. I’ve gotta answer my phone.”

He groaned a little, only nuzzling into her chest harder like a needy child, his arms tightening around her waist. “Five more minutes…”

She sighed, glancing at her phone before laying back down and planting a kiss on the top of his head. Sleep took her again, the world around her fading away, the only thing keeping her grounded was the feeling of Kurapika’s touch and warm breath against her cleavage.

An entire hour passed before she felt Kurapika stir next to her, his blonde hair tickling her chin. “Mmph…”

His leg rubbed against hers as he sat up, a soft pink on his cheeks from the warmth of being nestled between her breasts. Kurapika’s morning wood was evident in his pants, and he hadn’t even realized yet. “Good morning…”

As he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, (Name) scooted closer, wrapping her arms around him. “Thanks for getting me to bed last night, my back would be killing me if you left me on the couch.”

Kurapika nodded, leaning into her touch. He was still sleepy, taking in her gentle affection happily. “No problem, angel…”

His eyes shot open when he felt her hand on his chest, her lips against his cheek. “Pika, look down.”

He did as told, his face flushing red when he noticed the tent in his pajama pants. Kurapika pulled the blanket up to his torso, embarrassment clear on his face. “I-I’m so sorry, it happens when I wake up sometimes-“

“Shh, it’s okay. It’s natural, I understand.”

He blushed when she began to tug the blanket back down, her eyes on the bulge in his pants. “Kurapika?”

His breath hitched in his throat, his voice coming out husky. “Y-yes?”

She placed her hand over his tummy, slowly trailing down. “Can I… touch you?”

He felt like he was going to explode, his cock leaking precum all over his boxers with just the thought of her touching him. “You… touch me?”

“Mhm.”

She rested her hand on his thigh, leaning against him. Fuck, he could cum from her being so close and just insinuating that. “Lemme help you feel good, Pika.”

He could only nod, kicking the blanket off of him so she could have better access to him. (Name) smiled, placing her hand over his bulge. Kurapika let out a gasp, already panting.

“Oh? Does that feel good?”

She played with the waistband of his pajama pants, leaving kisses on his neck. “Tell me what you want, Pika.”

He whined a little, his head feeling fuzzy. (Name) wanted to touch him, and god he was still processing that. “Please… please touch me…”

(Name) cooed softly, slipping her hand down his pants and into his boxers. When her fingers grazed his length, he let out a sharp gasp, bucking his hips in her hand. “Mmph, (Name)!”

She kissed his neck as her fingers wrapped around his length, gently stroking him. “Pika, you’re so hard… my poor baby~”

Kurapika bucked his hips into her hand, his face a deep red, his eyes scarlet. “(N-Name), fuck…”

He felt like his could cum already, but didn’t want to cum all over her hand within a minute of her jerking him off. Kurapika didn’t want her to think he was a pathetic mess!

He tried his best to hold back, gently fucking into her hand as she left love bites on his neck. Kurapika whimpered, moving closer to her, his eyes begging for some comfort and reassurance. She obliged him, using her free hand to grab his chin and kiss him.

He whined into her mouth, his tongue dancing with hers desperately. “Please… please!”

She cooed, moving her hand faster and brushing her thumb against his tip. “Shh, shh, you don’t want anyone to hear you begging like that, do you? Guess I’ll have to keep you quiet.”

She tapped her finger against his lip, and he opened his mouth immediately, sucking on her fingers to keep quiet. “That’s my good boy, you’re doing amazing, Kurapika.”

Her gentle praise was making his cock twitch in her hand. He was so close, and with some gentle sucking on his neck he was cumming. It was the most intense orgasm he’d ever had, his hips bucking out of control and soft moans leaving his lips. (Name) had to cover his mouth, continuing to stroke his cock to let him ride out his orgasm.

(Name) pulled her hand from his pants, looking at him as she began to lick his cum up. “Mm… you taste nice, Pika.”

He took a moment to recover, his head thrown back as he panted, his hips lightly bucking on their own. Whne he looked back at (Name) finally, his eyes were different, they were hungry.

“Pika, would you like a snack or a bath-“

Her attempts to offer aftercare were cut off by him pinning her to the bed, his lips crashing into hers. Kurapika used one hand to keep her wrists pinned above her head, and the other to tug her pants down, leaving them hanging around her thighs. “Fuck…”

She was wearing a pair of white cotton panties, a little wet patch growing in center. He nudged the patch with his finger, causing her to mewl. “Pikaa! P-please!”

He hummed, dipping back down to kiss her again, his tongue prodding against her lip. She opened her mouth, letting his tongue explore her mouth again as his fingers slipped into her panties. (Name) gasped into his mouth when his finger found her clit.

Kurapika had completely turned the tables on her, and she was at his mercy. He cooed down at her, moving to her neck to give her love bites of his own. “So pretty, angel…”

He could tell she was we getting close by the way she was lifting her hips into his hand, letting go of her wrists to grope her breasts through her shirt. “G-gonna cum, ahh!”

Fuck, his cock was growing hard again. He was making her feel good, he had her underneath him, squirming and moaning. This was everything he had imagined and more.

She came, holding onto his arm as she stared into his eyes, moaning out his name. “K-Kurapika! Pika! Pika!!”

He captured her lips again, slotting himself between her legs and grabbing the waistband of her panties. He didn’t care if being with her was bad, if he might leave one day, all he could think about right now was how much he loved her. Kurapika wanted to make love to her, bring her to the brink of pleasure and fill her up with his cum. He wanted to get her pregnant, wanted to hold her hand as he pounded into her dripping-

RING! RING!

Kurapika didn’t look up, continuing to kiss her and tug at her panties. (Name) opened her eyes, trying to turn her attention to her phone, but Kurapika turned her chin back towards him. “Ignore it, just focus on me.”

She whined into the kiss, gently pushing at his chest. “J-just a second, I need to check who’s calling.”

Kurapika scowled, but relented, letting her grab her phone. He sat back, trying to calm his racing heart as she glanced at the contact.

He noticed her face grow pale, and heard her curse under her breath. “Shit, sorry I have to take this.”

Kurapika’s frown only deepened, and he grabbed her wrist. “Is it really that important?”

She sighed, gently pulling away and walking out into the hallway as she tugged her pants back into place.

He watched, feeling his heart thump painfully against his chest, and his cock throb. Kurapika moved the hand he used to touch (Name) into his pants, using her juices to jerk off as she left to talk on the phone.

——————

“Chrollo, I told you not to call me when I’m home.”

She had walked outside, a cardigan hurriedly pulled on to keep her warm from the chilly morning air. The man on the other end laughed, and it only pissed her off.

“Oh, how unkind of you, (Name). And here I was, calling you to inform you that your target was in town.”

Her eyes widened, and she had to stop herself from yelling out. “H-he is?”

“Yeah, you can tell your little boyfriend now.”

(Name) looked down at the ground, remembering when Chrollo first told her the targets name.

FLASHBACK

(Name) placed the last bandage on Feitan, sighing softly. "Okay, you're good to go, Fei.

The dark haired man grunted in response, pushing himself off of the bed and walking out. ".. thanks."

She swiveled her head to see if he'd really thanked her, but he was gone. Instead of Feitan, Chrollo stood in the doorway, his usual suave smirk on his face. "I see you've finished up your duties, (Name)?

Chrollo leaned against the wall, watching her as she packed up. "Duties? What are you, a vampire from the Victorian era? I did my job, and now I'm leaving."

As she began to push past him, Chrollo spoke up.

"Leaving so soon? I thought you'd want to know where to find the next set of scarlet eyes."

She paused, glancing at him. "Just tell me, l'm not here to play games with you."

He laughed, handing her a slip of paper. "Here's the name of your next target."

Before (Name) could excitedly text Kurapika, Chrollo snatched her phone. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, (Name)."

"Hey, give me th-"

He handed her the phone back. "If you tell your little boyfriend the information now, he'll be on the next train to track this man down."

(Name) pouted, placing her phone in her back pocket. "No he wouldn't, we have plans for Halloween."

"Do you think he cares enough about your silly little plans to stick around when he could be completing his goals?"

She sighed. “I really regret venting to you."

Chrollo smiled. "Mhm, but am I wrong? What happened the last time he got a crumb of information?"

She looked away from him, clutching the fabric of her shirt. He took this as her acceptance of the situation and continued talking. "Besides, that man will be coming to your area in early November. It would be a shame for him to fly out to find the man, only to have to fly back to follow him."

Chrollo patted her shoulder. "You sure are patient, (Name). You're doing all of this for him. If you don't mind me asking, what exactly has he done to earn such loyalty from you?"

She didn't respond, walking past him and out of the room.

FLASHBACK END

“He’ll be in your town until this weekend. You should hurry and tell your little boyfriend.”

“He’s not-“

She was about to correct him, but then thought back to just a few minutes ago. Kurapika had been about to slip her panties off, getting ready to…

“Hmm? He’s not what?”

Chrollo seemed amused by your hesitance, but decided to cut you some slack. “Well, I assume you are busy, since it took me calling you several times for you to answer. Goodbye, (Name).”

He hung up without another word, leaving (Name) standing in her driveway, rethinking the events that led her to this.

‘What… what am I to Kurapika?’

———————

(Name) walked back into her room, shrugging off her cardigan and yelping when Kurapika grabbed her wrist and tugged her back into bed. He was on top of her within seconds, trying to pull off her shirt. “W-wait! We can’t, I have some news!”

“It can wait.”

He threw her shirt to the side, moving to unhook her bra next. “It’s about the scarlet eyes!”

Kurapika’s hands stopped, his fingers underneath the band of her bra. His eyes darted to hers, the scarlet slowly fading into the soft brown that she loved. “… you have new information on the eyes?”

She nodded, watching as he sat back up, moving off of her so she could pull her shirt back on. “Yeah, the person I just got off the phone with said a person with two pairs of the eyes is in town.”

The blonde sighed softly, the tent in his pajama pants still evident, but going down. “I see…”

He seemed a little shy now, glancing at her as he scooted to the edge of the bed. “We should… get ready then. Do you have their location?”

“Yes, they’re staying in a hotel uptown. We can sneak into their room and steal the eyes while they’re gone.”

Kurapika stood up, his cheeks a little pink. “Alright. I’ll meet you downstairs in 15 minutes.”

The two parted ways, (Name) going to take a shower, and Kurapika hiding away in his room to calm down his body and heart.

They met in the living room, both now dressed and calmed down. Things were a little awkward, but (Name) smiled and held onto his hand. “Okay, I told Leorio we’d be leaving. He’s a bit hungover but he’ll watch the kids.”

Kurapika squeezed her hand, his mind drifting back to their intimate moment earlier.

The drive uptown was mostly quiet, Kurapika keeping a possessive hand on her thigh. It was a subconscious act, something he wasn’t aware he was doing. “Kurapika…”

The blonde looked up, seeing (Name) glancing at him from the drivers seat. “I… Pika, what are we?”

Kurapika froze, his grip on her thigh tightening slightly. He didn’t answer, his head turning to stare at the window before he retracted his hand. “I don’t know what you mean.”

That was a lie, he knew exactly what she meant by that, but he didn’t have an answer.

She frowned. “I mean what is our relationship. Obviously we’re more than friends, for gods sake Kurapika, your hand was in my panties! I jerked you off!”

His face turned impossibly red. “I… I don’t want to talk about this.”

(Name) blinked in surprise. “Huh? Do you mean at all, or just not right now?”

“I don’t know!”

She flinched when he yelled, the blonde immediately regretting it. “(Name), I…”

“No, it’s alright. I… I understand.”

Kurapika looked back, his eyes widening when he saw the look of defeat on her face. She was gripping the steering will tight, as if trying to keep her tears from falling by sheer force alone. “It’s a okay, we… don’t have to… be anything. I’ll still…”

‘Does she… does she think that I’m trying to use her for sex?’

“(Name)… it’s not like that, I promi-“

“Please, stop. Don’t… let’s just focus on the mission.”

He stayed quiet, cursing himself for being so stupid. Kurapika promised himself that he’d try to clear things up later.

Unfortunately, the mission wouldn’t go smoothly enough for him to do such things.

——————

Kurapika and (Name) arrived at the hotel, posing as a couple renting a room. It was harder for her to play his partner this time, especially after their conversation on the way there.

The blonde seemed to notice this, trying his best to both give her space and play his part. Kurapika walked up to the counter to rent a room, letting (Name) wait in the lobby for him.

It was moments like these that made (Name) crave a relationship. She’d liked Kurapika since the Hunter Exam, and her fair share of fantasies about him. Some of them were sexual, but most were rooted in the desire to be with him.

She imagined holding his hand as they walked with their friends to look at Christmas lights, sharing kisses when no one was looking. She wanted him to hold her, to tell her he loved her too and would never leave her again.

God she didn’t want him to leave.

The thought of him only wanting her for sex made her feel awful, but if it meant he would never abandon her again, she would fulfill that role. These feelings, these thoughts weren’t healthy, but she didn’t know if she could take him leaving her. Not now, not after she’d fallen in love with him again.

‘I… I’m in love with him…’

Before, this thought would will her with butterflies and make her heart soar, but now it only filled her with dread. She cared about him, but Kurapika wasn’t someone that was easy to be in love with. He got himself into danger, he had severe anger issues and trauma that he held onto desperately. She didn’t even know if he wanted to heal, to settle down with her and find peace.

“(Name)? I got the room.”

He paused in front of her when he noticed tears falling down her face as she stared off into space. “Angel…”

He crouched down in front of her, cupping her cheeks and using his thumbs to brush her tears away. “What’s wrong, angel?”

(Name) blinked, seemingly snapping out her thoughts. “Huh? Kurapika?”

Kurapika stayed in front of her, his touch tender and gentle. “You… you were crying, (Name).”

“I was?”

She lifted her hand to touch her cheek, seeing that her finger was damp. “Oh… I guess I was.”

(Name) wiped her face and took a deep breath. “Never mind that, let’s get those eyes back.”

The two stepped into the elevator, (Name) glancing at her phone. “My informant said he’s on the 5th floor, room 301.”

Kurapika nodded and pressed the button for the 5th floor. The blonde attempted to start idle conversation a few times, but (Name) stayed quiet, her eyes focused on the ground.

“… it sure is cold outside, isn’t it?”

“Yeah.”

It was cold outside, but it was freezing in the elevator. (Name)’s warmth didn’t seem to reach him like it usually did.

The blonde cleared his throat, glancing at her. Even now, his mind was racing with the memories of their intimate moment earlier that day. They’d been so close to actually having sex, and now it seemed like the distance between them had grown so much that he wasn’t sure how to speak to her anymore.

‘I do want to be with her, but… I…’

Admitting that out loud was the hard part. Being with her, allowing himself to love her was an inherently selfish act. Just being in her life put her in danger, loving her, making her someone that was important to him could get her killed.

His thoughts were interrupted by the elevator doors opening, and before he had time to think (Name) was pulling him out by the hand. “Let’s get this over with.”

Kurapika followed her, and although he was still a little nervous, he couldn’t help but find comfort in the warmth of her hand.

——————

(Name) and Kurapika peeked around the corner, glancing at the room that held the scarlet eyes. “Okay, let’s think of a plan. I could sneak in through the-“

She turned to look at him, but he was already walking towards the room. “Kurapika!” she whisper yelled. (Name) was quick to follow after him, grabbing his sleeve when he stopped in front of the door.

He pulled his around away with a bit more force than necessary, breaking the handle off the door as he opened it. “We don’t have time for that, this is our only chance. The owner of the eyes could get back at any moment.”

She should have known he’d act like this, he always did when it came to the scarlet eyes. (Name) didn’t answer, only sighing. “I can’t see, where’s the light switch…”

She felt along the wall, finding the switch and flipping it. Light flooded the area, revealing a man sitting in the center of the room in a leather chair.

“Hello, ladies.”

(Name) screamed, jumping into Kurapika’s arms as the man calmly stood and stretched his leg. “… have you just been sitting here in the dark?”

“That doesn’t matter, why are you here?”

Kurapika held her close for a moment longer, almost as if he was trying to seek and give comfort before setting her on her feet. He kept a protective hold on her as he eyed the man, his gaze sharp and focused. “… we’re here for the scarlet eyes. Are you the owner of them?”

The man before him blinked, tilting his head towards the desk. On it set two pairs of the eyes on a stack of papers. “Oh, you talking about them paperweights? I thought you were here to take something important.”

Kurapika’s jaw clenched, (Name) having to grab his sleeve to prevent him from attacking.

“The boss bought those a while ago. Damn rich people, he thought it would show how well off he is to buy something so expensive just to use them as a paperweight.”

The man picked up a pair of the eyes, turning it around for a moment. “Tell you what, the boss barely even remembers he has these. I’ll give them to you, for a price.”

This is the outcome Kurapika had been hoping for. The blonde opened his satchel and showed the man it’s contents. It was stuffed full of money, enough to leave the man well off. “Is this enough?”

The man rubbed his hands together, laughing. “Oh yeah, that’s plenty. Come on, I’ll hand you the eyes, you hand me the money.”

Kurapika nodded, waiting for the man to pick up all of the eyes before he approached him.

The blonde paused for a second as he made eye contact with one of the pairs. (Name) could sense a shift in his mood, his heart thumping wildly, loud enough for her to hear. She caught him staring into the scarlet eyes. ‘Is that pair… special?’

It made her even more determined to help him tiger the pair, and she gently nudged Kurapika forward. He gave her an appreciative smile for her support before continuing on his way.

“Honestly, I’m glad to be rid of the nasty things. The boss brings them almost everywhere, they’re freaky looking. I bet whoever they belonged to were monsters.”

(Name) winced, knowing what was coming. It all happened so fast. First, Kurapika’s eyes turned a deep scarlet, but it seemed he was unaware of it. They hadn’t planned on seeing anyone, so he’d forgotten to put in his contacts.

The man’s face dropped, his eyes widening in fear as Kurapika moved to attack, the man doing the same. By doing this, he let the eyes fall from his grip.

(Name) rushed forward, barely making it in time to catch the eyes and roll out of the way as their battle began. The man attacked Kurapika with his nen, making the blonde jump back. Kurapika spared a glance in (Name)’s direction to make sure she and the eyes were okay before he summoned his chains.

She set the eyes in a safe position before readying herself to fight. Before she could move forward, Kurapika yelled out. “Don’t come closer, stay back!”

(Name) huffed, standing guard in front of the eyes as the two battled it out.

“How dare you call them monsters! They were murdered in cold blood blood, their eyes ripped from their skulls! They did this to everyone, to children!”

(Name)’s heart ached for him. His voice was cracking, his eyes filling with angry tears.

“Kurapika…”

She tried to move forward to comfort him, but he pushed her back. “I said STAY BACK!”

She went flying, her arm catching on the sharp end of a table. It ripped through her sleeve, leaving a gash on her upper arm. Blood dripped onto the floor, the smell causing Kurapika to freeze.

This small moment was enough for the man to get the upper hand, kicking Kurapika in the chest as the blonde dealt his own punch to the man’s face. They were both sent sprawling to the floor, (Name) rushing over to kneel at Kurapika’s side.

“F-fuck, I heard something crack.”

Kurapika’s breathing was uneven, his hand tenderly running across his chest. “Kurapika, shit, I think he broke a few ribs!”

She activated her nen, holding her hands over his chest to begin healing him. “This is going to take a lot of stamina to heal, we’ll have to get the eyes and-“

“No, no we have to take him down!”

(Name) stared down at the blonde, feeling him try to sit up. “Kurapika, what the hell are you thinking? Let’s just retreat while we still c-“

“HE CALLED MY PEOPLE MONSTERS, (NAME)!”

She flinched, recoiling slightly. Kurapika sat up, coughing up blood. “I’m activating emperors time. Just get the fuck out of my way!”

“No!”

Kurapika paused, whipping his head around to glare at her. “No? What else can we do? He needs to die, I can’t-“

She pushed him back into his back, continuing to heal him. “Just give me a damn second! There… there is one thing I can do, and… and I’ll do it if you stay still and let me heal you, but-“

“Then do it! Do it now!”

The man was approaching them, his cheek and eye swollen. As he reached out to try and attack (Name), she grabbed his wrist, concentrating her nen there.

Kurapika watched as the man writhed in agony, the flesh on his arm turning purple, then black as it rotted away before turning into dust. It spread up to his shoulder before stopping, the man screaming and falling to the floor, tears falling down his face as he writhed.

Kurapika sighed, leaning back to relax. The man wasn’t a threat like that. “Ah, nice job (Name). You really-“

He looked up to see her lip bleeding as she bit into it, her face scrunched up. Kurapika could still feel her nen coursing through his body to mend his broken ribs. As soon as he was healed, she let out a scream, falling to the ground and writhing in pain.

“(NAME)!?”

Her eyes were squeezed shut as she wailed, her back arching. (Name) began to tremble, her body twisting in agony.

“(Name)! Please, what’s wrong? I-“

The sound of multiple sets of footsteps running down the fall made him pause.

“Hey, I think someone broke into the boss’ room!”

“Call back up!”

Kurapika cursed under his breath. “(Name), we have to get out of here! I’ll grab the eyes, and…”

She wasn’t answering, still sobbing as she clawed at the ground, her fingernails breaking and bleeding. When she couldn’t do that, she grasped her arms, her nails puncturing her skin, her chest heaving. “No! No stop!”

He pinned her arms down, using his chains to restrain her. Kurapika felt his chest tighten, his eyes darting to the hallway. (Name) couldn’t move in this state, how would he be able to get her and the eyes?

‘I… I can only take one…’

He glanced between her and the eyes, cursing to himself. Kurapika knew what he would pick, his eyes filling with tears.

He exited through the window, leaving something precious behind.

——————

The underground room’s lighting was dim, the air smelling musty and damp. (Name) was wearing her work uniform, glancing to the doorway before turning her attention to the creature in front of her.

“You’re not getting past me. I have a baby to protect,” she said cooly, letting her nen surge around her. The creatures claws glinted into the low light, it’s form being revealed to her.

It was mantis like, but colorful and pink, almost like… a flower. As it crept closer, (Name) could hear it muttering something. She felt her eyes go wide, terror overtaking her heart.

“No… no it can’t be!”

Sun filtered in through the window, shining down on (Name)’s sleeping face. She grunted in discomfort, her eyes shooting open.

(Name) panted softly, the nightmare still fresh in her mind. Right after the Chimera Ant incident, she had frequent nightmares about what went down in that underground room. Although the nightmares became less with time, they came back when she experienced severe stress.

That’s when the memories of the event came back. She attempted to sit up, but couldn’t. (Name) glanced around the room, calming down slightly when she realized she was in a hospital room. To her left there was a bouquet of flowers on a table, along with a basket of her favorite snacks and toiletries.

She smiled, knowing that Leorio had to have been the one that got it for her. Who else knew that she had a love for (snack)?

When she looked to the right, her eyes widened slightly. Sitting in a chair next to her bed, leaning over to look at her was Kurapika. There were bags under his eyes, and his hair was an absolute mess.

When he saw she was awake, his breath hitched, eyes filling with tears. “Y-you’re awake!”

He squeezed her hand, lifting it to his cheek so he could fully feel her warmth. The past few days, she’d been cold, much too cold. Now, she was warm, her pretty (e/c) eyes looking at him in concern.

“K… Kura…”

Her throat was hoarse, and she was struggling to speak. Kurapika jumped in his seat, s quickly walking over to a small mini fridge and pulling out a bottle of water. “Here, you’ve been out for several… several days.”

He lifted her head, letting her sip slowly. The water helped to soothe her parched throat. Kurapika’s hand was a little shaky, so some water dribbled down her chin, making her shiver as it slipped under her shirt.

He pulled the bottle back, capping it before setting her head back onto the pillow. She blinked slowly, still adjusting to the bright light of the room.

“The… the eyes… did…”

Kurapika was silent, his foot tapping against the floor as she spoke. “… you passed out, and I had to carry you so no, I couldn’t get the scarlet eyes.”

There was a hint of resentment lacing his words, and she couldn’t help but feel bad. Although she’d been trying to help him, she still ended up being the reason he couldn’t recover the eyes.

“I left the eyes behind because… of you.”

‘It’s your fault.’

The words went unspoken, but (Name) knew what he meant. Kurapika’s face was pained, and she could remember the look of agony in his eyes when they met with one of the pairs of scarlet eyes. There had been something special about that pair, and she could tell he was upset.

“Now… now we won’t be able to get the eyes. They’ll be on high alert, making infiltration next to impossible.”

Kurapika put his head in his hands, letting out a sigh of frustration. (Name) looked away, gripping the hospital blanket keeping her warm.

“Why… why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you tell me about the condition you placed on your nen?!”

She flinched when he yelled at her, her lip quivering. “I-I tried to tell you when-“

“(Name), you should have told me way before we were in a life threatening mission! Jesus Christ, you could have died!”

(Name) stared at her blanket, sighing. “… and?”

Kurapika blinked, absolutely flabbergasted at her nonchalant attitude. “And..? (Name), you-“

“Why are you mad at me? Why didn’t you get the eyes?”

“Because I would have had to leave you!”

“See, that’s the part I’m not getting. Didn’t you say that if my death benefited your mission, you would let me die? You should have just left me behind…”

Kurapika stared at her, as if thinking her words over. ‘She’s not wrong, I did say that. And… and I meant it… didn’t I?’

When he was choosing between her and the eyes, the thought of leaving her alone to be captured or killed made his heart ache and his body tremble. It only took him a split second to decide. He couldn’t live without her.

And that was bad.

Part of him wanted so badly to console her, to let her now exactly how much she meant to him. But another part told him that letting himself love her, allowing her to help him and be close to him was only hurting her. So instead of giving sweet words and reassuring touches, Kurapika stood up and brushed off his pants.

“… I’m going back to the house. You’re awake now, I’ll alert a nurse on my way out. I’ll be back to pick you up in a few days.”

She watched him walk towards the door, sitting up slightly. “You’re leaving..?”

He paused in the doorway, not looking back. “… yes. Just lie back down and sleep.”

(Name)’s lip trembled and her eyes watered up as the door closed behind Kurapika. She was all alone in a hospital room, her only company the bouquet of flowers someone had left her.

———————

(Name) sat in her hospital room, munching on sugar free pudding. It tasted meh, but she was hungry.

It had been nearly two days since Kurapika left, and besides a few phone calls with Killua, she hadn’t had any company.

“I’m sorry I can’t come to see you, mom.” Killua said into the phone, his voice soft. (Name) laughed, trying to sound unbothered.

“It’s okay baby, I know going into hospitals is hard for you. Especially after…”

They both went silent, (Name) fiddling with the blanket. “… anyways, I’ll talk to you later. I’m going to take a nap before my X-ray.”

“Okay mom, I love you!”

“I love you too, baby.”

She sighed, placing her phone back on the charger. (Name) wondered who brought her charger there for her. Maybe Leorio?

A nurse knocked on the door, opening it shortly after. “Miss (Last Name)?”

(Name) looked up. “Yes?”

“You have a visitor!”

She felt her eyes widen, her heart fill with hope. She’d been so alone for the past two days, maybe Leorio or Kurapika had come to keep her company!

“Hello, (Name).”

Her face fell, a sigh escaping her lips. “… hello, Pariston.”

The man smiled, slipping into the room. He held a small planter filled with poppies, setting it next to the bouquet. (Name) found out that boquet was from Alluka earlier that day during her call with Killua, and she felt a little strange seeing a “gift” from Pariston next to it.

“What do you want?”

Pariston gave a fake pout, sitting in the chair next to her bed. “What do I want? How rude, I came here to make sure you were alright! I even brought your favorite flowers!”

(Name) huffed, bringing her cover up to her chest. “You never come to see me without a reason, and you don’t give people gifts. There’s always a catch.”

Pariston grinned that creepy grin of his, leaning his face against his hand. “Ahh, you’re not easy to fool, are you (Name)? I think you know why I’m here.”

She nodded, glancing down at her arm. It was bandaged, but her wounds were almost completely healed. “Were you the person that sent the Enhancer to speed up my healing? I thought I told you not to tell anyone I can’t heal myself anymore!”

Pariston paused, his smile fading. “Enhancer? No, I didn’t send anyone. That’s…” he thought for a moment, then laughed. “I think I know who did it though.”

“Tell me!”

“Nope~ if they didn’t tell you already, they don’t want you to know.”

The man smiled, his expression becoming more neutral. “Back on topic, you know why I’m here. You used your ability again.”

Her grip tightened on her blanket. “I did, and as you can see, the condition still works. If I use my ability against someone and it causes them pain, I experience that pain tenfold.”

Pariston nodded. “Yeah, I see that it works. You still used your ability though, and as you know, that goes against your orders.”

She huffed, crossing her arms. “You aren’t the Chairman anymore, so that order is null and void.”

“It is, but Chairwoman Cheadle is going to be contacting you within an hour to reinstate that order.”

“And if I don’t agree to it?”

They stared at each other for a moment, before Pariston glanced at the poppies he brought. “You would do best to follow orders, if you value the friends you have left.”

(Name)’s eyes widened, the area around her buzzing with her nen. “… are you threatening me?”

Pariston, who had stepped out of her range smiled, heading towards the door. “You know I’m not above using threats to get what I want. Just agree to Chairwoman Cheadle’s proposal, and everything will be okay.”

And with that, he was gone. (Name) was left trembling and struggling to control her nen. As he said, Cheadle called her within an hour to make the new order.

And with her friends’ lives on the line, how could she refuse?

——————

On her third day awake at the hospital, (Name) got a phone call from Leorio. “Hey sunshine, make sure you get packed up because Kurapika and Killua will be coming tonight to pick you up.”

She sighed in relief. (Name) was on her last pair of clean panties, and was glad she’d get to go home and see her friends again.

And so she could enact her plan. “Okay, thanks for the heads up Leorio! I’ll make sure I’m all packed up!”

(Name) sighed, hanging up after a short goodbye and glancing at her phone.

‘It’s moving again…’

She sighed softly, thinking back to their failed mission. While Kurapika and the man had been busy fighting, she put a tracker on one set of the eyes, knowing that something could go awry when Kurapika’s anger entered to picture.

(Name) moved about her room, packing up her clothes and carrying her flowers and basket downstairs when she got a text from Killua saying they were on their way.

It was nearly dark as (Name) stepped out into the cold autumn evening. She watched the sunset as she waited, shivering. She wasn’t sure who packed her overnight bag, but not a single thing besides her zip up hoodie was appropriate for the weather.

She sighed in relief when the mom van pulled up to the hospital, but raised her eyebrow when it nearly crashed into a column then parked crookedly. ‘Is Kurapika drunk?’

She carried her things to the van, stopping when the drivers door opened. (Name) nearly dropped her things when Killua stepped out of the drivers side. “K-Killua? Why are you driving the van? Did Kurapika leave?”

“No, he’s at home. He didn’t leave, I left him.”

(Name) blinked, feeling her phone buzz in her pocket. It was Kurapika.

She answered her phone. “Hello!”

“Killua isn’t answering his phone, he took off in the van!”

“I’m well aware. Don’t worry, I’ll handle it.”

She hung up before he could continue. Killua was about to laugh, but she gave him a look that shut him up. “Killua, you shouldn’t worry Kurapika like that. It’s not nice.”

The white haired boy shrunk under her gaze, his shoe kicking at a rock. “Sorry, mom… I just… I just didn’t like that… you were here all alone, and wanted to come get you so we could… spend some time together….”

Her expression softened as she reaches out to gently cup his cheeks. His eyes widened, his cheeks turning pink as she leaned forward to kiss his forehead. “Thank you, that’s very sweet of you. I… I have something I have to do before we can spend time together though.”

Killua tilted his head, watching her pull out her phone and turn it towards him. “I placed a tracker on one of the pairs of the scarlet eyes.”

Killua laughed, grinning. “Mom, you’re badass!”

She smiled back, grabbing the keys from him. “Let’s get going, Killua. I’ve got some eyes to steal.”

——————

Kurapika cursed, dropping his phone onto his bed. His foot tapped at the floor in agitation as he thought back over his last interaction with (Name). He’d left her all alone at the hospital, and just the thought of it made his chest ache.

He rubbed at his eyes, a soft sigh leaving his lips. ‘I had to leave, I… I was so tired and angry, I… I didn’t want to snap… at her…’

Unbeknownst to (Name), the blonde had stayed awake for nearly four days watching over her. He was filled with anxiety and dread, guilt eating him alive. Kurapika wouldn’t eat, wouldn’t sleep until he knew she was okay. It was his fault this ever happened to her after all, and if he’d just listened to her explanation maybe this wouldn’t have happened.

It was almost a form of self harm, restricting his food and sleep to make up for hurting her. The gash on her arm made him want to vomit, he promised himself he’d never hurt her again, and here she was. In a hospital bed, all because of him.

But by the time she woke up, he’d overthought the situation into the dirt, his mind exhausted. He wanted to blame her, the mean and nasty side of his coming out. Before he could take out his anger and pain on her, he left. It broke his heart when she asked if he was leaving.

‘Why… why am I so agitated about not getting that specific set of scarlet eyes?’

It’s not like he hadn’t failed missions before. He lost several pairs over the two years they’d been apart, but he would usually be able to recover them. This time he didn’t know if it was possible, so it pissed him off even further.

In his heart he knew she wasn’t at fault, after all without her he wouldn’t have even been able to TRY to get the pair in the first place. He couldn’t help but almost resent her though, for being so important to him. The thought of leaving her behind made him heave, his heart ache and his body freeze.

This was what he feared, falling in love with her and being unable to live without her. That attachment was a hindrance to his mission, and he wanted to hate her for it.

But he just couldn’t.

Thinking of her, her pretty face when she slept so soundly those four days made his heart race. He could go without food, without sleep if it meant he could look at her for forever. Leorio begged him to take a break, to come home so he could rest. Kurapika said no every time, clinging to her hand.

“No, no I’m not leaving her. She’s mine, back off.”

If only he could say those kinds of things here (Name) was awake.

He cursed himself for being a coward, laying back into his bed and looking up at the ceiling. There were little glowing stars stuck up there. He could faintly remember mentioning to (Name) that staring at the stars helped him sleep when he missed home. He had fallen asleep under the starry night sky with Pairo next to him more times than he could count.

It was comforting, really. Not the stars, no, it was the fact that name hung them up there to make him feel more at home that made his heart melt in his chest. She truly was the epitome of kindness and love.

Kurapika knew he didn’t deserve her, she’d probably live a much better life with someone like Leorio or hell, even some of the other hunters like Kite or Knuckle.

But he was selfish. The thought of another man touching her, loving her made his eyes flare with a bright scarlet. He hated this possessive part of himself. In his mind, he knew it was better to let her go and distance himself as much as possible for her safety and happiness.

However, his heart was sitting in the palm of her hand. He wouldn’t be going anywhere any time soon. Not voluntarily.

———————

(Name) drove around town, following the tracker as Killua yelled out directions. “Turn left!”

Eventually, the tracker was blinking in the same spot, and had been for the past five minutes. (Name) parked the mom van at a random gas station a short distance away before getting out.

When Killua began to follow her, she turned quickly. “Baby, no. I’m going in alone, you can’t come with me.”

Killua frowned, crossing his arms. “Why? Are you babying me, mom? I’m an assassin, I have much more experience in this type of thing than-“

“But you shouldn’t!”

Killua paused, his eyes widening slightly. “Mom…”

Her eyes were a little teary, her lip quivering. “You shouldn’t be used to killing, Killua, and when you’re with me, that will never be your burden to bear.”

She hugged him tight, kissing the top of his head. “I’ll be back within an hour, then we’ll go get burgers. That sound good, bud?”

He nodded slowly, burying his face into her shoulder. “Yeah…”

After giving him another tight squeeze, she left, the smile on her face dropping as soon as she turned around.

(Name) shivered from the cold, glancing down at her phone to follow the tracker. It seemed it was stopped at a restaurant, a Waffle House to be specific. Was the owner of the eyes… eating at Waffle House? Why would be bring the eyes with him?

‘He’s probably all packed up to go home.’

That explanation made sense, and (Name) picked up the pace. When she got there, she followed the tracker to a black Mercedes parked in the back. She could have just used her nen to disintegrate the back of the car and take the eyes, but (Name) wanted to confront the man.

People that contributed to Kurapika’s agony needed to be dealt with. His trauma was so intense he couldn’t trust people, he couldn’t even trust her. If she was being honest, this was a good opportunity to let out all of the frustration and anger she’d been keeping inside of her.

The man walked out of the back door. He was short and stout, carrying a takeout back and talking with someone over the phone. (Name) stood by his car, silent.

The man noticed her, but seemed to not acknowledge her as a threat. He pocketed his phone, setting his takeout bag on the sidewalk. “You homeless? I ain’t got nothing for you, be on your way.”

He shooed at her, but (Name) didn’t budge. She looked up, the good of her jacket covering everything but the bottom half of her face. “You have a pair of the scarlet eyes, yes?”

The man suddenly seemed a lot less smug, reaching for his phone. (Name) rushed forward, covering his mouth and taking his phone. “Don’t. Scream, and I’ll kill you.”

She waited for him to stop struggling before she pulled her hand from his mouth. “Answer.”

“I-I do, but you can have them! Just don’t hurt me!”

(Name) stayed quiet, as the man unlocked his car and offered the eyes to her. She nearly threw up at the state of Kurapika’s family.

The containers were tipped over, the glass covered in filth. She look them into her arms, holding them tight as she gave the man a disgusted look. “You know these are the body parts of people that were once alive, right? How dare you treat them with such disregard!”

Her eyes widened at the sight of a gun in the man’s hand. She had felt it on him when she searched him a minute before, so he must of had it hidden in his car. She was too busy being disgusted over the state he kept Kurapika’s family in to keep track of him.

“Who cares, they’re dead and gone. I heard those filthy Kurtas were involved in witchcraft, that’s how they got those demonic red eyes.”

The man grinned down at her, pressing the gun into the back of her head. “That doesn’t matter, though. You’ll be joining them soon. Hell, I’ll take your eyes too. They’re a nice (e/c) color.”

As he clicked the safety off, (Name) looked into the scarlet eyes. False rumors and discrimination against anything that was different from the norm was the reason Kurapika’s family was dead, that and the human nature to take what they wanted no matter the consequences.

Before she met Kurapika, (Name) had heard the rumors of the Kurta Clan being demonic and evil, getting their red eyes from eating human flesh or killing innocents. The story was different every time she heard it, so she stopped believing in it. She remembered how people treated her differently because of how she looked and parts of her body and identity she couldn’t change. It was the reason she felt no fear when Kurapika’s eyes first turned scarlet.

She knew how kind Kurapika was, and heard the stories of his people and family. They were good, kind people, and they didn’t bother anyone. Despite hiding away from the outside world, they were still targeted and massacred. They couldn’t even live freely alone, they had to be taken out. She wasn’t sure if it was because of greed or if people were scared of them. Both reasons were stupid to (Name).

Within a flash, the gun was knocked out of the man’s hand and (Name) was on top of him, slamming her fists into his face. “YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT!”

Tears fell down her face, not of sadness, but of absolute anger. “You didn’t know them, they were people, people who loved their families and wanted to be safe and happy, just like everyone else!”

She wasn’t going to use her nen. It wasn’t even because of the order given to her by Cheadle and Pariston. No, she wanted to draw this out. This man was one of the reasons for Kurapika’s pain, he treated the bodies of the dead as if they were items to collect, items to show off to other people as if they were a prize.

Whenever Kurapika showed up at her apartment in York New, it’s when she became determined to gather the scarlet eyes to help him find peace. The way he cried and sobbed into her shirt like a child until he passed out from exhaustion chilled her to the bone.

She had seen the result of Kurapika’s nightmares, heard the gut wrenching screams of despair. She couldn’t let a person who disregarded that pain live.

She stood up, bringing her foot down onto his crotch. “You don’t deserve to live, you use your money to get what you want, you kill and order others to kill for you without any guilt!”

The man screamed in agony, but he was soon silenced when her sneaker came down on his face. Something came over her, she stomped on his face over and over, blood spraying on the sidewalk and splashing onto her face and clothes.

She kept going, even after there was nothing left of his head but mush. (Name) probably would have never stopped, but someone gently pulled her back, far enough away so that she couldn’t continue her actions.

“Mom… he’s dead.”

Killua had his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her back more. She didn’t answer Killua, didn’t say a single word.

Many didn’t know this, but when he was nervous, Killua would prattle on and on. “Hey, that guy sucked. It’s good your first kill was someone that deserved ut, I wasn’t as lucky!”

He doesn’t seem to notice the way she stared at the corpse, eyes blank. “You know, for an amateur, that wasn’t half bad. You got a little sloppy at the end though. If you want it end then fast, there’s a soft spot on the skull. Going for the neck just paralyzes them. Unless you wanted to drag it out in which case, not bad.”

Once he noticed she was speaking, just staring blankly at the man she just killed, Killua went quiet for a moment. He grabbed her sleeve, pulling her away. “It’s… it’s not good to think too much about it.”

She finally looks up when crouches next to the body, using two fingers to lift the man’s sleeve. “What should we do with the body? Want me to toss his body in the lake so we can be accountable together?”

It was his attempt at a joke, trying to get his mom to laugh instead of stare blankly at the corpse below her.

“Don’t bother. Scum like him deserves to rot out in the open. Let the birds pick him clean.”

With that, he realized that killing that man has actually fucked her up. Something that completely altered her brain chemistry is just a normal Tuesday night for him.

It made his chest ache a little, but he sighed before looking down at the body, shrugging and standing up. “Alright, it’s your kill. Your rules.”

The two walked towards the van, each carrying a set of the eyes. “They’re… heavier than you’d think.” Killua said, trying to lighten the mood again.

Maybe it was the actual weight of them, or the knowledge that these eyes belonged to someone Kurapika knew and loved. Even Killua could understand the importance of these eyes, he had seen the exact same shade in Kurapika’s eyes.

After finally reaching the van, (Name) spoke for the first time since taking the man’s life.

“Sorry you had to witness that…”

Killua perked up immediately, feeling a strange since of relief that she was finally speaking.

“You got a little messy at the end if I’m being honest. But that first move was pretty smooth, and I’ve seen more red splatters in my Uber Eats bag after ordering tomato soup. If that was you, I’d give you at least 4 stars and a 20% tip.”

She froze, setting the pair of eyes in the van before throwing up onto the pavement. Killua jumped, setting eyes in the car before rushing over to hold her hair back. “Shit!”

He had been trying to help, but Killua feared he may have just ruined tomato soup for her for the foreseeable future. After she finally stopped, she coughed, shivering in the cold and looking up at him weakly.

“I’m sorry hun, I-“

“Stop apologizing already. You’ve looked after me for years, let me look after you for once. You said yourself it’s okay to need help sometimes.”

Killua left for a second, returning with some crumpled napkins she kept in the car. He wiped her mouth, then tossed the dirty napkin onto the ground. (Name) was too exhausted to scold him for littering, allowing him to help her to her feet.

She stumbled her way to the backseat, shrugging off her jacket and using it to gently wipe away any blood or filth from the cases holding the scarlet eyes.

She sighed softly. “Killua… baby…”

He looks up, seeing her taking the keys from her pocket. “Do you know the way home?”

He’s allowed to drive? Sure, he practiced before without her knowledge (or at least he thought- plus there was that time Leorio let him do donuts in the mall parking lot at night last month) but she was allowing him to drive the mom van? Even if he was going to be legally old enough for a drivers license next year anyway, it still didn’t feel real.

He just wished it was under better circumstances. Killua took the keys, nodding slowly. “Yeah, yeah I know the way.”

Killua couldn’t even be excited about getting to drive the car, because (Name)’s hand were trembling and she looked like she was going to throw up again. “I’m trusting you, Killua…”

Her trust was supposed to feel good, but right now it almost felt like a burden. Heavy. Killua took a deep breath, deciding to think of something else. He had a job to do, he needed to get his mom home. (Name) trusted him to do it.

He glanced at her, his eyebrow raising slightly at the sight of her using her jacket to cover the eyes.

“You aren’t gonna keep your jacket on? It’s 40°.”

He heard her mutter something something respect for the dead before wrapping the eyes in her blood stained jacket and holding them close to her. Once upon a time, these eyes were alive. It wouldn’t feel right to treat them as anything less than human.

(Name) curled up in the passenger seat, holding the eyes in a protective grip as her eyes stared out the window. It had began to rain, and Killua’s hand was shaking as he started the engine.

“You’re going to be freezing.”

“Turn the heat on.”

“But-“

“Killua, dead or alive this was still a person. They deserve to be able to rest comfortably.” This was the most she had spoken the whole ride home. Killua sighs.

“…okay. I’ll have to wait until a red light though, I don’t feel comfortable searching the dashboard while I’m in motion,” she hummed in acknowledgment, shivering as she held the eyes closer to her.

“We should get you a cupcake to celebrate your first kill, it was gnarly! His whole head was like a watermelon and you were all bam! POW! POP! you know?”

“…”

“Oh shit, I mean, wanna get burgers? It’s two dollar Tuesday.”

After a few minutes of silence, Killua spoke up again.

“… want me to kill the next one so we can be even?”

“No, no that’s okay. Let’s go get burgers now.”

———————

When he pulled in for burgers, it was like trying to re-establish some sense of normalcy. Like gathering the energy to brush your teeth when your best friend just died. Trying to find comfort in the mundane.

He ordered them food, even something for Kurapika, and a hint of a smile appeared on her face. “You remembered my order…”

“Of course I did, you always get the same thing! A little boring but oh well.”

Killua tapped away at the steering wheel nervously. He kept saying things randomly, blurting out things that made her nauseous or upset. He hated that he felt the need to fill the silence left between the two. It was instinctual, because when he was a child, silence either meant you were in trouble or you were about to be scolded.

And his family’s version of scolding was violent.

He knew she wasn’t in any state to cook, so grabbing burgers was their best bet. Though, Killua wasn’t sure she’d even be able to eat.

Killua sighed, and hopped out of the van. He came back a few minutes later with Kurapika running at his heels, scrambling to open the door. (Name) almost fell forward from the sheer velocity he tore it open, holding onto the eyes for dear life in case she she tumbling out. Thankfully, Killua had enough sense to push her back a little, noticing how cold she was to the touch.

Kurapika noticed her hands were covered in blood. She didn’t want to get blood on his clan’s eyes, and he knew despite never having met you, if his relatives were still around to see the gesture today, they’d be touched. Always putting everyone else’s comfort ahead of her own.

“These… they’re the… they’re the eyes I left behind.”

He pushed the hood out of the to the side just bough to read the inscription on the top for a confirmation. It’s the same number as the one the two missed last week. As sickening as it was that they numbered each of them like a rare commodity, it soothed him a little knowing he wouldn’t be stuck wondering what happened to that specific pair, especially considering how connected he felt to the pair on the left.

Without another word, he took the eyes and walked inside. Killua watched, figuring he would thank her once he put the eyes somewhere safe.

The white haired boy helped (Name) inside, sitting her on the couch. She stared at the floor, still shivering from the cold. At least, Killua hoped it was from the cold.

He waited 10 minutes for Kurapika to come out and say something, anything to (Name). She just killed someone, put herself through trauma for him.

Eventually, Killua stormed towards Kurapika’s room, throwing the door open to see the blonde sitting on the bed and staring at one of the pairs, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Killua couldn’t care less about Kurapika right now, his mother, the woman that took him in and kept him safe when no one else would was in a state of agony, trying to process the knowledge that she just ended a human’s life.

“What the fuck are you doing? Do you realize what (Name) just did to get those eyes for you?”

Kurapika looked up, wiping at his face. “She… what did she do? She’s not hurt, is she?”

Killua scoffed. “You didn’t even bother to check if she was hurt? Jesus Christ Kurapika get your priorities straight! Those eyes aren’t alive anymore, they can wait 5 god damn minutes so you can make sure the woman you supposedly “love” is okay!”

Kurapika’s eyes flashed red, his fist clenching. “Don’t act like you understand me, Killua. These eyes-“

“Shut up! Shut up and go do something to comfort her! Can’t you understand she did this all for you, that she killed for you!?”

Kurapika’s heart nearly stopped, his eyes going wide as they faded back to their soft brown color. “… kill?”

Killua nodded, his hands clenched into fists. “Yeah, and it really fucked her up! She… she stared at the corpse, and threw up on the way home…”

Kurapika moved past Killua, running down the stairs. The throw blanket that Killua had covered (Name) with lied in the middle of the floor, and he could hear the sink running.

“(Name)..?”

She was in the kitchen, bent over the sink washing a glass cup and staring into it listlessly. It was clean, and he watched her for a moment before walking closer.

He took the cup from her gently, his eyes widening when he saw the state of her hands.

Her knuckles were split and bruised and her hands were trembling. She was in pain, but it didn’t show on her face.

Kurapika almost wanted her to be angry that he didn’t immediately check on her. Anything was better than seeing the vibrant woman he fell in love with look so… empty.

He watched as she continued the washing motions, even though the cup was gone.

“(Name)…”

Tears fell down his cheeks as he gently held her hands in his, pulling him to her chest as he held her close to him. “Please… you… you didn’t have to do that for me. Why… why do you keep putting yourself in danger to help me when you get nothing in return? I… I don’t understand…”

(Name) was quiet for a moment, her eyes still fixated on the same spot in the sink. “… I love you, Kurapika. That’s… why…”

(Name) had told Kurapika she loved him several times, but this time it felt different. Her love weighed heavy on his chest, a testament of how far she would go to try and lift his burdens off his shoulders.

Leorio had been right, she was in love with him.

“No… no! No don’t love me! You… you can’t love me!”

He shook her, full on sobbing now. “Please… can’t you see loving me is only hurting you? I’m on a path that no one should follow me on, especially you! You’re…”

‘You’re too important.’

She finally looked up to meet his eyes. “I know. I’m useless, I’m too weak and I’ll never be enough for you… that’s what you wanted to say in the car on our way to get the eyes last week, isn’t it? You wanted to say you didn’t… feel the same way I did…”

He wanted to deny what she was saying, to ease the absolute agony in her eyes, but he couldn’t speak. Kurapika was choking up, his hands gripping her shoulders so tightly he knew that there would be bruises there later. Neither seemed to care.

“Kurapika…”

She pushed his hands away, walking towards the stairs. “My… my heart… this entire weak, it felt like it was breaking. I love you so much, I really… I really thought there might be a day where we could be together…”

(Name) thought about every instance where he abandoned her, berated her, left her to chase after the Phantom Troupe or scarlet eyes. Him not even checking up on her after she walked in, covered in blood and barely hanging on had been the breaking point.

“I’ve always known I could never be the most important thing in your life…”

She looked back at him, tears finally falling from her blank eyes. “But I at least thought that I was something to you. Guess not.”

Kurapika watched as she walked upstairs, his eyes wide with terror. Before he could chase after her, Killua grabbed his arm, shaking his head. “No, leave her be. She needs some time to be alone.”

The blonde’s face was still a mess, tears rolling down his cheeks. Killua wasn’t the best at comforting others, especially when he didn’t like them all that much.

But (Name) loved Kurapika, so Killua walked over to the takeout bag and handed the blonde a burger. “Here, we picked up dinner on the way home,” he said softly, looking away.

Kurapika stared down at it, feeling his heart thump painfully against his chest. Even when she was at her worst, (Name) made sure that they would all be fed.

‘I’m so fucking selfish.’

—————————

(Name) fell into a restless sleep once she fell into her bed. She was emotionally and physically exhausted, and hadn’t even bothered to take off her bloody clothing.

She tossed and turned, finally able to sleep somewhat decently a little past midnight.

(Name) hadn’t been expecting to have anything but nightmares that night, but instead of the images of the man she murdered flashing in her mind, she felt… peaceful.

A field of poppies stretched around her as far as she could see. When she looked around, she noticed she was sitting at a bench, an empty teacup in her hands.

“You’ll catch a cold, dear.”

A jacket was draped over her shoulders. (Name) hadn’t noticed before, but the air was chilly, and she was shivering. “Th-thank you…”

Warmth spread through her body, and she could feel someone sitting beside her, their leg touching hers. “You’ve had a long week, haven’t you?”

The voice was soft and feminine, a hint of concern lacing her words. A hand was placed on her leg, the person’s touch gentle, yet firm. She noticed she couldn’t turn her head to look at the person next to her, but that didn’t scare or concern her. (Name) felt strangely comforted by the woman’s presence, finally able to relax. “Yes… it was… not easy.”

“Not easy is an understatement. You’ve been under a lot of stress, forced to bear all of this pain alone.”

Tears began to fall from (Name)’s eyes. It had been difficult to contain her turbulent emotions for the past week, no, for the past two years. She felt like she just had her heart broken all over again.

“I… I love him so much… I want him to be happy, I want to give-“

The woman gently held her hands that gripped the teacup. “You can’t give when your cup is empty, dear. Let yourself be filled back up, before you try and give more.”

The teacup filled up with with a steaming, amber liquid. “Go ahead, drink. Tea is good for the soul.”

(Name) raised the cup to her lips, taking a sip. It was perfectly sweet, with a peachy aftertaste. It helped calm her nerves, and clear her mind.

The warmth of the woman’s hands caressed her cheek, wiping away (Name)’s tears. “Thank you… I-“

(Name) was finally able to turn her head to look at the woman, but all she caught was a glimpse of blonde hair and a pleasant smile.

She woke up, noticing the chill in the air. However, she wasn’t cold. (Name) was tucked under her blanket, wearing a pair of clean pajamas and fuzzy socks on her feet.

‘I wonder… who got me changed…’

(Name) began to get up, ready to make breakfast for everyone when she remembered the woman’s words.

“You can’t give when your cup is empty, dear. Let yourself be filled back up, before you try and give more.”

Instead of getting up, (Name) curled up under her blanket, texting Killua that he could either make himself a bowl of cereal or order some takeout for breakfast.

She spent the early morning sleeping in, allowing herself some much needed rest.

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Fixer Upper

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

Part 23

part 22

part 24

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

warning: mentions of vomiting, characters sick, Kurapika keeps trying to cop a feel while he’s sick and feverish, mentions of child abuse/neglect, Killua has abandonment issues

A/N: shout-out to @bugmomwrites for helping me with this chapter!!

(Name) was woken up at 3 am the next night by a knock on her door. She blinked awake slowly, wobbling over to the door before opening it.

Gon stood behind it, looking a little pale, with flushed cheeks. “(Name)… I threw up…”

(Name) took a moment to stare at him, taking a deep breath before sighing. “Come here baby, I’ll get you some medicine.”

Gon sat on her bed as she fished through her cabinet for some medicine, but he came rushing into her bathroom to throw up into the toilet again before she could find it.

“Oh, Gon…”

She patted his back as he hurled, cooing softly. “That’s it sweetheart, get it all up. I’m here.”

When he was done, she gently wiped his face before guiding him back to her bed. “Lay down… shit, you’re burning up!”

(Name) rubbed his back before standing back up. ‘Shit… I hope this is just some food poisoning and not anything contagious.’

It didn’t take long for Killua and Kurapika to arrive as well, both looking tired and confused.

“What’s wrong with Gon? He ran out of our room a minute ago…” Killua asked, concern evident in his tired eyes.

“Yeah, I heard him throwing up in the downstairs bathroom.” Kurapika said, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

(Name) sighed softly, comforting Gon as he held his stomach. “I’m not sure, I would call Leorio to come check on him, but after he helped me drop off my van yesterday, he had to leave for a medical conference hosted by his college. He’ll be busy for the next few days.”

Killua sat down next to (Name) patting Gon’s back tenderly. “You’re gonna be okay, I’m here.”

Kurapika yawned. “I’m going back to bed, come get me if something else happens.”

The blonde left, walking downstairs. “Killua, you should get to bed too. I’ll take care of Gon, you get some rest.”

Killua looked like he didn’t want to leave, gently brushing some of Gon’s hair back. “I’ll be okay, Killua. (Name) will take care of me…”

Killua swallowed, glancing at (Name) before getting up and leaving. “Goodnight…”

(Name) took care of Gon through the night, barely getting any sleep. Near dawn, Gon settled down enough for her to pass out next to him, only to be awakened two hours later by the sound of someone throwing up.

“Gon, baby, do you need me to come hold your hair-“

But Gon was still lying next to her in bed, face flushed with fever.

“No…”

She jumped up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she sprinted down the stairs. In the hallway, Killua said in a crumpled heap, vomit covering the floor. “Oh, Killua…”

He looked up weakly, looking absolutely miserable. “I tried to get to the bathroom…”

Her heart broke, he looked embarrassed and was attempting to stand and clean up his mess. “No, no sweetheart it’s okay. Shh…”

She gently picked him up, carrying the teen to the living room and laying him down on the couch. She grabbed a bucket and put a trash bag in it, setting it beside him before covering him in a blanket. “Rest sweetheart, if you can’t make it to the bathroom, there’s a bucket right there okay?”

He nodded, eyes fluttering closed as he panted softly. (Name) placed her hand on his forehead, her eyebrows knitting together in concern. ‘He has a fever too. Well, this confirms it, whatever Gon has is contagious.’

(Name) made quick work of cleaning up the throw up in the hallway, hearing a door open near her and someone yawn. “(Name)? What are y-“

He spotted what she was cleaning up and made a face. “Did Gon walk downstairs just to throw up on the floor?”

(Name) held back a snicker, giving him a look. “No, Killua is sick too. Speaking of Gon, do you think you can carry him downstairs? It’ll be easier to take care of them both if they’re in the same spot.”

Kurapika nodded. “I’ll put some coffee on too.”

(Name) sighed in relief, giving him a grateful smile. “Thank you.”

(Name) placed an air mattress on the floor, finishing blowing it up just in time for Kurapika to come in carrying Gon. “He’s burning up.”

(Name) nodded. “Yeah, it’s about time for his next round of medicine.”

Kurapika watched as she quickly gave the both of them medication, before sitting down at the kitchen table to sip her coffee. From the bags under her eyes and her messy hair he could tell she barely slept.

“(Name)… do you need some help? Taking care of two kids won’t be easy.”

She nodded, rubbing her temple. “Yes, that would make things a hell of a lot easier on me.”

The blonde followed her to the kitchen, watching as she began taking out vegetables. “You can cut these up while I put some chicken on to boil. After that I’ll need to check their temperature again.”

The sound of one of them throwing up again had her rushing out of the kitchen. Kurapika winced. ‘How is she able to deal with that? I can’t even look at vomit without getting sick.’

He sat at the kitchen table cutting up vegetables, glancing up when she walked back in. “Killua is still throwing up, and can’t keep his medicine down. I’m hoping if I get his fever to go down he’ll be able to take some medicine, so I’ll need to cool him off…”

She got a rag wet, squeezing out the excess water before returning to place it on his forehead. “Mom… mom please don’t go…”

Killua grabbed her arm, his face flushed with fever. She sighed, gently pushing back his hair. “I’m so sorry, Killua, but I have to cook and take care of Gon too. I promise when I’m done I’ll come and sit with you, okay?”

He nodded slowly, letting her sleeve go. (Name) gave him a soft smile before she returned to the kitchen to wash her hands. “Kurapika, could you go watch over them while I cook? Just come get me if they start throwing up or if they need me.”

(Name) continued cooking, pulling on her frilly pink apron. It only took five minutes for Kurapika to walk back in, looking defeated.

“Kurapika? Do they need something?”

He shook his head, collapsing into a chair. “Killua started crying as soon as I showed my face. He said he already felt sick enough without having me ‘stinking up the place’.”

He used air quotes on the last part, giving (Name) an annoyed look. “Even when he’s sick he’s such a-“

“Kurapika.”

She wielded a wooden spoon, shaking it at him. “He’s sick, I promise he doesn’t actually hate you.”

She turned back to the stove, frowning. “Probably.”

Kurapika scoffed, crossing one leg over the other. “Even you can’t say for sure if he hates me. What have I don’t that’s so bad he can’t even let me take care of him?”

The silence that filled the kitchen was deafening.

‘Oh. That, I did that.’

Kurapika rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, remembering all the things he’s said and done. “(Name), I…”

She held up her hand, glancing back at him with a soft smile. “Please, I don’t want to think about that right now. I have enough on my mind.”

He looked at his lap, clutching the fabric of his sweatpants. Kurapika hated that he couldn’t just apologize and move on.

He held onto his anger, it was the only thing that kept him warm at night during those two years he spent apart from her. If it faded away and she didn’t want him, what would he have left? He’d spent half his life in a blinding rage, stuck in the past. Kurapika didn’t know anything else.

So he stayed quiet, helping her prepare the chicken noodle soup and hand out medicine. Kurapika at least wanted to be somewhat useful to her, after taking advantage of her love and kindness over and over again.

Kurapika spent the next few hours hovering around her, jumping up to do whatever she asked of him. Unfortunately, Kurapika hadn’t taken care of someone sick since he was young. Pairo was the last person he’d tended to in such a way, and that had been nearly a decade ago.

He attempted to carry their soup to them, only to spill it. “It’s okay, Kurapika, I can just make them some more. Just clean it up for me!”

She came back after feeding them to see him sulking in his seat, his shirt covered in soup. “… Kurapika? What happened?”

“… I fell in the soup.”

“What?”

She tried not to laugh, but he was looking up at her, his shirt covered in soup, looking distraught.

“Haha, go change, silly.”

She pulled him up, patting his back reassuringly. “Okay… I’ll be right back.”

——————

(Name) collapsed onto the air mattress her and Kurapika would be sharing, the blonde rubbing soothing circles into her back. “You should rest, (Name). If they make some sound, you’ll hear them.”

She whines a little, groaning into her pillow. “Ugh… you’re right but just thinking of them getting sick and not having me with them makes me anxious. Killua gets… he gets scared when I’m gone for too long.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “Scared? Why would Killua be scared if you’re gone for too long?”

She was hiding something from him, and it was beginning to frustrate him. “What are you hiding from me, (Name)? Something happened to have Killua act like this. He has nightmares, he can’t be away from you too long… what happened?”

She couldn’t look at him, pulling the blanket they shared up to her chin. “… it’s too much for you. You don’t want to know.”

Kurapika scoffed, causing her to blink and look at him. “Oh please, you think anything you been through is worse than what I’ve dealt with?”

When she didn’t answer and instead scooted away from him, he stopped, attempting to place a hand on his shoulder. “Wait, (Name), I didn’t mean it like th-“

She pushed his hand off of his shoulder, facing away from him. “… just go to sleep, Kurapika.”

Kurapika didn’t push any further, cursing himself for being stupid. But a part of him really believed what he said. What could she have gone through that he wouldn’t be able to handle hearing?

If only he knew.

——————

(Name) fell asleep angry, and hurt. ‘How could he say that? He doesn’t even know what happened, the pain we went through…’

But when she woke up a few hours later, hearing the man behind her groaning in pain, her anger faded away into worry. “Kurapika?”

She attempted to turn around to look at him, but was kept still by his arms wrapping around her waist. She kept still, gently grasping his hand. “Are you okay?”

His hand was hot and clammy, his breath warm against her neck. He was panting, and just from the sound of his breathing alone he could hear he was congested.

(Name) attempted to get up, but the blonde whined, pulling her closer. “No… don’t leave… I’m sorry for… for earlier…”

She was trying to get up to get him some medicine before he got any worse, having forgotten his harsh words from before. “Kurapika…”

He nuzzled his head into her shoulder, panting softly. “Please… just… just want you to stay with me…”

She wanted to wiggle away, to scold him, but couldn’t. His hands were trembling, his tone desperate and needy. Kurapika needed her in this moment, and she wouldn’t deny him human kindness and comfort.

“Shh, it’s okay. I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere.”

This caused the blonde to relax, his grip loosening slightly. She reached her hand back to caress his cheek. “Go back to sleep, Kurapika. You’re going ti need it.”

As if he was a child being commanded to sleepy by his mother, the usually defiant Kurapika settled back down, falling asleep against her.

(Name) waited for him to fall into a deep sleep before she wiggled out of his grasp and stood up to check on the others. Both of them were still sound asleep, so she simply replaced the rags on their foreheads with fresh, cool ones to keep their fevers down before grabbing some medicine for Kurapika.

His face was flushed, his eyebrows furrowed as he searched for (Name) in his sleep. She held onto his hand, the blonde relaxing once she did. “Kurapika, sweetheart, wake up.”

He did, looking absolutely miserable. She helped him sit up, letting the blonde lean against her shoulder as she gave him his medicine.

She turned, about to leave to put the medicine up. “You’re doing good, Pika. Now just lay back d-“

Before she could finish, the blonde pulled her into his arms by her hips. She squeaked, feeling him nuzzle into her neck, leaving little kisses on her sensitive skin.

“H-hey, stop th-“

She gasped when his hand travelled down, playing with waistband of her panties. His breath was hot against her neck, and she could feel his hard on pressing against her ass.

“Made me… made me feel good in the van. Wanna… return the favor…”

She wiggled in his grasp, face burning hot. “K-Kurapika, you don’t have to do that, you’re sick, you’re not thinking str-“

The feeling of his warm fingers sliding into her panties made her whine, and she knew if she couldn’t reason with him, she’d have to take drastic measures.

“Sorry, Pika!”

She grabbed his arm and used her nen to speed up his cells, making his grip loosen as he lost consciousness due to the stamina his body would need to catch up.

(Name) sighed in relief, wiggling out of his arms and deciding to sleep on the floor instead.

But she couldn’t help the warmth pooling between her legs, the woman biting her lip as she slipped her hand downwards. ‘He… he was so close to touching me…’

——————

(Name) woke up to the sound of someone shuffling past her to the bathroom. She looked up to see Gon, his face pale and eyes sleepy.

‘At least he’s able to walk.’ she thought, sitting up and stretching. (Name) glanced down at Kurapika, who was panting and sweating in his sleep.

“Shit, Kurapika? Are you okay?”

When he didn’t answer, she sprinted to the kitchen to get a cool, wet rag. She placed it on his forward, pushing his sweaty hair out of his face.

It took a few minutes, but when he cooled down enough, he looked up at her with blurry eyes.

“Hahh… you’re like… an angel…”

She blinked, her own cheeks beginning to heat up. “H-huh? Angel?”

He reached his hand up to cup her cheek, smiling fondly. “So pretty… my angel, my own angel…”

His words were making her head feel fuzzy, and she couldn’t help but look down at him, here eyes soft. “Mhm, I’m your angel, Kurapika. I’m here to take care of you.”

She caressed his cheek, helping to soothe him back to sleep. After that, she glanced over to see Killua watching her with a pout.

“You said you’d come sit with me…”

She tried not to laugh at his grumpy expression, standing up. “You’re right, I did. Make some room.”

(Name) sat down on the couch, turning the TV back on and letting killua lay his head in her lap. She played with his hair, watching as Gon walked back in. He took one look at the two before climbing onto the couch and laying next to Killua.

She wanted to squeal, the looked so cute cuddling together, their heads resting on her lap. After making sure they were sound asleep, (Name) took a quick picture of the two. ‘This is going on our Christmas card..’

(Name) only got up when their heads got too heavy, gently pushing them off before getting up to get their next round of medicine and food.

Killua and Gon munched on a banana each as (Name) spoon fed Kurapika some chicken noodle soup. Thankfully Kurapika hadn’t been throwing up, she had caught his sickness just in time to prevent him from getting to Gon and Killua’s stage.

“This is good… you made it?” Kurapika asked, still clinging to her.

“I did, and you helped me, remember?” she asked, gently wiping soup soup from his chin with a napkin. He looked at her with those hazy, half lidded eyes.

“Mmm… don’t think I did…”

He munched on some bread she served with the soup, leaning on her shoulder. Kurapika had been extremely clingy the past day, finding any opportunity to muzzle into her, his hands roaming downwards until they reached the waistband of her pants.

(Name) had to smack his hand, giving him a stern look. “No, Kurapika. No touching, now lay back down.”

He whined a little, pouting at her before turning around with a huff and covering his head with his blanket. Kurapika’s sock covered feet poked out, and (Name) could only snicker. ‘What a brat.’

As she got everyone ready for bed, (Name) realized she was starting to feel… tired. She looked over to the others, Gon and Killua shivering from fevers and Kurapika mumbling in his sleep about angels.

‘I hope I’m not sick too, who will take care of them?’

(Name) sighed, lying own on her makeshift pallet. “Goodnight, boys…”

In the middle of the night, (Name) woke with a start, jumping up and running to the bathroom. She barely had time to fall in front of the toilet before she was throwing up, moaning miserably.

“(Name)..?”

Kurapika stumbled to the bathroom, looking concerned. His face was still flushed with fever, but he sat behind her and pulled her hair back as she continued. “It’s okay…”

He patted her back, trying to be as soothing as his fever riddled brain could let him.

When she was done, she stood up and walked with shaky legs to the sink, rinsing out her mouth and washing off her face. “Shit…”

Kurapika say ok the floor, watching her as she pulled out her phone. She scrolled through her contacts, holding her stomach.

“(Name)? Sunshine, is something wrong?”

(Name) sighed, pushing back her hair from her sweaty forehead. “Leorio, when will you be back? The other three were sick and I was taking care of them, but now I’m sick too.”

“You’re sick? What are your symptoms?”

As (Name) listed out her symptoms, Kurapika couldn’t help but feel like it was her fault he was sick. He’d been clinging to her like a child, insisting she hold him.

But Kurapika hadn’t had someone to take care of him when he was sick for a while. After losing his clan at the age of twelve, he’d been taking care of himself since. There were days he’d sit in a tent, shivering from his fever and the cold as a thunderstorm raged outside, having no one but himself.

So when (Name) began taking care of him so tenderly, he leaned into it. His tired, feverish mind couldn’t help but want her comfort, it was as if the child inside him needed to be taken care of even more than his sickness.

“I can be home by tomorrow. Can you handle it until then?”

(Name) sighed into the phone, rubbing her forehead. “Yeah, yeah I can do it. Good thing I prepared s-“

She groaned, handing her phone to Kurapika as she began to vomit into the toilet again.

“(Name)? (Name) what’s going on?! Are you okay?”

Kurapika held the phone up to his ear, his words slightly slurred from the fever. “She’s throwing up, Leorio. What… what can I do to help her?”

Leorio sighed. “Just be there for her. Hold back her hair and help her lay back down. I’ve got to go, please… make sure she doesn’t overwork herself.”

The phone call ended, Kurapika moving to hold back her hair.

——————

“(Name)…”

Killua looked to the person he considered his mom, watching as she stumbled out of the kitchen, carrying medicine and food. “Mom, you shouldn’t be walking right now. You’re sick too.”

She sat down next to him and Gon, offering them some medicine. They took it, only because they didn’t want her stressing over it.

“I’m fine, Killua. If I don’t take care of us, then no one will. Leorio will be here by tomorrow, I can tough it out until then.”

She tried to smile to relieve his worries, but it didn’t seem to be working. Killua held onto her arm, his lip quivering. “Mom… please. I don’t… I don’t want to be a burden to you.”

Her eyes widened when tears started to fall down his cheeks. Gon, who had been silently watching moved closer to hug him, (Name) pulling them both into her arms. “Oh, killua baby, what’s gotten into you? You’ve never been a…”

He’d fallen asleep before she could say anything else, sniffling in his sleep. Gon gave her a look of concern, frowning. “He… he’s right, you should also rest. I… I…”

Gon started to cry too, and now she was having to tuck Killua in while Gon cried into her shoulder. ‘My poor babies…’

Kurapika watched this from his air mattress, clutching his pillow tight. ‘She’s trying so hard… I… I don’t want her to get any worse…’

And now he was crying too, (Name) spotting him. “K-Kurapika, you too? Why is everyone so sad?”

She sat on the floor so she could pat both of their heads, stretching her arms to reach them.

After they also fell asleep, she took some medicine for herself, eating a bit of a banana to put something on her stomach.

Memories of being a child flashed in her mind, specifically ones involving her and and brothers.

“Pepper, Mint, are you okay?”

(Name), then only 8 years old, stared down at her 4 year old twin brothers, who were crying with flushed cheeks. “Mama… mama…”

She sighed, pulling them close to her, kissing both of their heads. Her little brothers had called her mama ever since they learned how to speak.

(Name)’s mother wanted nothing to do with raising them after all, only providing the absolute bare needs. She did everything else. Dressing them, feeding them, taking care of them when they were sick, these were all things she had to do from a young age.

“What’s wrong? Are you tired?”

Mint shook his head, pointing to the bathroom. When she investigated, (Name) realized he had gotten sick and threw up. And she knew that if one of them were sick, the other was too, or would be soon enough.

She sighed, flushing the toilet and getting them to bed. “I’ll get you some medicine from Mom’s room. Just be good, okay? No crying and being loud, or Daddy will be mad.”

The twins nodded, curling up under (Name)’s comforter.

Going to their mothers room was never easy. The smell of cigarettes smoke and the lingering odor it left behind was enough to make anyone gag, especially a young child with asthma like (Name).

She held her shirt over her nose, tiptoeing to the bathroom, trying to be quiet.

“The hell are you sneaking around for?”

(Name) froze, a shiver running up her spine as she heard her mother sit up in bed. It was the middle of the night, and she was hoping she’d be knocked out well enough that (Name) wouldn’t have to worry.

“S-sorry mom, the twins are sick and I was getting them some medicine so I wouldn’t have to bother you.”

The woman scoffed, lighting up a a cigarette and taking a drag. “You’ve already bothered me plenty, you little pest. Get the medicine and get out of here, before your father wakes up and makes all of us deal with his bullshit.”

She nodded and quickly walked into the bathroom, grabbing the proper medicine then tiptoeing away. Her mother didn’t spare her a second glance, no thank you either. It’s not like (Name) was expecting it, her mother never thanked her for anything, but it would have been nice.

“Hey, wait a second (Name).”

The girl stopped, feeling a small stirring of hope in her chest as she turned to face her mother. “Yes, mom?”

The woman coughed into her fist, spitting into the trash next to her. “If you use up all that medicine, I’m taking it out of your lunch money for school. Not like you need the lunch anyways, god damn pig.”

(Name) quickly turned away before her mother could see the tears prickling in the corners of her eyes, nodding. “Yes ma’am. Goodnight.”

She closed the door behind her, moving as fast and as quietly as she could back to her room. The night would be spent staying awake and taking care of her sick brothers, with no help from her parents. She would still be forced to go to school the next day, being separated from them.

(Name) shuddered at the memory, tears rolling down her cheeks. ‘I miss them… I miss them so much…’

She hadn’t seen her brothers in nearly four years now, and from the one letter she got from them, it seemed they didn’t want to see her. They claimed she abandoned them, and she was sure her parents had something to do with it.

After all, (Name)’s only use to them had been as a future trophy wife to a rich man. When she didn’t fulfill that goal, they sent her to college so she would at least get a medical license to “take care of her parents” in the future. They claimed she owed them, that they clothed and fed her.

But they never loved (Name). The only reason they began treating her brothers better by their tenth birthday was because they would be carrying on the family legacy, going out and making money. (Name) wasn’t allowed to have the same dreams her brothers got to, but she was happy for them nonetheless. She loved them with all her heart, more like a mother than a sister.

When she dropped out of school because she couldn’t afford to take care of herself, her parents had cut her off, and because her little brothers were minors, that meant she couldn’t see them anymore either. It broke her heart, and her mother knew it did. She was a vengeful, evil woman that likes to make (Name) suffer. It made her feel better about herself to put (Name) down.

She sighed softly, sniffling as she brought her knees to her chest. In this moment (Name) felt so alone, everyone else asleep as she sat, plagued by her past.

Before she could stop, she began to cry. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks, falling into her laps as her soft cries turned into a violent, loud sob.

(Name) wanted to be taken care of too! She wanted someone to kiss her forehead, to tuck her in and tell her everything would be okay. Was it too much to ask for, to be loved and cared for as thoroughly as she did for others? (Name) never asked for much, but her sickness was making her want to scream and throw a tantrum. She wanted to comforted!

A hand on her shoulder made her stop, her sobs dying down into sniffles. She looked over her shoulder to see Kurapika sitting behind her. “(Name)? Why are you crying?”

She couldn’t help it. Her lip quivered, and she quickly turned around to bury her face in his chest. “My tummy hurts, I don’t feel g-good!”

Kurapika, who was also still sick, nodded, using his clammy palm to smooth out her hair. “I know… I know, (Name)…”

She cried and cried, covering his shirt and snot and tears before she began to tire herself out. (Name) sniffled one last time before she pulled away to wipe away her tears.

If she was being honest with herself, she was expecting to look up and see Kurapika glaring down at her with a disgusted or annoyed look.

But he wasn’t. Kurapika looked worried, his face still flushed with fever, scrunched up in concern as he gently cupped her cheek. “You tired?”

She nodded, and he patted the air mattress next to them. “Come on, let’s take a nap.”

The two climbed in, and Kurapika held her as she slept, giving her the comfort she had been so desperately craving.

When she woke up the next morning, it was to the sound of her front door opening. “Oh, sunshine…”

(Name) felt someone’s hand touch her sweaty forehand. “You’re burning up…”

She looked up weakly to see Leorio wearing gloves and a face mask, his brows knit together in concern as he crouched down next to her.

“Leorio…”

She began to cry again, the man’s eyes widening when he spotted the tears falling down her cheeks. “I tried so hard… I…”

He patted her head, sighing softly. “You did, (Name). You took care of them to your best ability, and now it’s my turn. You just go back to sleep, okay? I’ll take care of you.”

She nodded, turning back to face Kurapika, who was holding onto her hand in his sleep, their fingers interlocked. (Name) snuggled into his chest, hearing him make some quiet noises of contentment before he wrapped his arms around her.

———————

The day was spent with the sick members of the group being taken care of by Leorio, and by the next day they were all better. (Name) was the only one with a fever, sleeping it off in her room as the others chatted downstairs.

Killua kept glancing at the stairs as Leorio cleaned up the living room. “Is she going to be okay?”

Leorio nodded, packing up the air mattress. “Yeah, she should be better by tonight. Kurapika, you’re leaving the day after tomorrow, yeah?”

“… yes.”

Kurapika was folding up the blankets they had used after washing them to get rid of any lingering germs. Killua didn’t seem to happy about this, leaning back on the couch as Gon napped next to him.

“You’re leaving? And do you actually plan on coming back?”

Kurapika was quiet for a moment. This is something he’d been thinking about for the past few days. Did he really have it in him to come back, knowing there was always the possibility he’d eventually have to leave for good?

“… I’m not sure yet.”

Killua rolled his eyes, crossing on leg over the other. “Yeah, well if you’re not coming back, don’t be a coward and tell her this time. I don’t want her wasting her energy on someone who’s so quick to abandon her.”

Kurapika’s frown deepened. He quickly walked away to put up the extra blankets in the spare closet.

Leorio didn’t move to stop either of them from arguing, simply sighing before standing up. Kurapika walked back in a few minutes later, the blankets gone from his arms. He looked calmer, giving Leorio a shy smile.

“So, you said you wanted to talk to us about something?”

Leorio stretched, giving the blonde a smile back. “Yeah. Killua, wake up Gon. We have some planning to do.”

(Name) woke up at around dinner time, feeling a lot better. She walked down the stairs, rubbing at her sleepy eyes.

“Guys? What are w-“

Killua and Gon hugged her, Killua giving her a kiss on the cheek. “Mom, are you feeling better?”

She laughed, pulling them both into arms. “Yeah, I’m feeling a lot better.”

They grinned, pulling back as she rubbed her eyes again. “Where are the other two?”

“They went to go get some dinner.” Gon answered, walking over to the table and picking up two pills. “Leorio told us to give you these if you woke up while he was gone. It’s your last dose!”

She nodded, taking the pills with a glass of juice. “Ahh, thank you Gon, Killua.”

She placed her empty glass in the sink, about to start doing the dishes but was stopped by Killua. “Wait, no mom. Leorio said you can’t do any cleaning. The most you should be doing tonight is walking around to stretch your legs.”

She huffed, put relented, dropping her rag in the sink and shuffling towards the couch in her bunny slippers. “Alright, alright. I hope there’s something good on Netflix to watch…”

Right before she was about to sit down, the front door opened, revealing Leorio and Kurapika, who had takeout bags in their hands. “(Name), you’re awake!”

Kurapika placed his bags on the table before jogging towards her, taking her hands and smiling. She immediately remembered the way he’d tried to slip his hand into her panties multiple times, her face heating up.

“U-Um, Kurapika… do you remember anything from when you were sick?”

He tilted his head, recognizing the flustered look on her face. “Not much, just that… you were my guardian angel the whole time.”

He blushed, squeezing her hand with a sweet smile on his face. ‘He doesn’t remember…’

“Why do you ask, (Name)? Did something happen?”

She looked away, her face growing hotter by the second. “… nope, nothing at all.”

Kurapika didn’t believe this for a second, his heart beginning to thump against his chest. “Did I do something? Did… did I say something stupid?”

“Um, anyways!”

(Name) moved past him, going to get her takeout food. Leorio, who she had told what happened whne they were alone a few hours ago, have Kurapika a look.

“I’ll tell you later.” Leorio whispered into Kurapika’s ear.

After dinner, Leorio met the blonde in his room, leaning against the wall as Kurapika fidgeted with his comforter. “So? What… what happened?”

Leorio made a face. “Are you sure you want to know, Kurapika?”

Kurapika turned pale, a nervous sweat beginning to bead at his forehead. “… is it that bad?”

“It’s pretty bad.”

Kurapika hissed through his teeth, rubbing his temple. “Okay, just rip the bandaid off. Tell me.”

Leorio moved to sit on the bed, giving him a reassuring pat to his shoulder. “Well, first of all you kept whining and making her cuddle you.”

Kurapika groaned, feeling his cheeks heat up with embarrassment. “You say that as if it’s not the only embarrassing thing I did.”

“… well…”

The blonde looked at him in astonishment.

“You kind of… slipped your hand into her panties.”

“…”

“More than once.”

“Oh my god.”

Now, not only was he embarrassed, but he was rock hard. (Name) must hate him now!

“Did… did I-“

“Don’t worry, she pushed you away before you uh… touched her.”

Kurapika sighed, leaning against his bed. Leorio glanced down at him, raising an eyebrow. “She said you were really intent on making up for… her helping you in the van. Which by the way, she wouldn’t give me any details on. Did she give you a blowjob or something?”

Kurapika hit Leorio with his pillow. “Hey, that’s not any of your business. And… no. We uh… kept all of our clothes on.”

“No… don’t tell me… dry humping? You came in your pants?”

Kurapika’s face burned bright red. “Shut up!”

Leorio sighed, looking up at the ceiling. “God that’s hot. Wish it were me.”

Kurapika stared at him for a minute, before smacking him with his pillow over and over. “Fucking pervert!”

“Ouch! Ouch, hey you have no room to talk! I’m not the one that stole her-“

Kurapika held the pillow over his head, suffocating him. “Perish.”

Leorio wiggles around, smacking Kurapika’s arm. Before anything else could happen, there was a knock on the door. “Kurapika? Leorio?”

It was (Name)’s voice!

Kurapika pulled the pillow off of Leorio’s face, walking towards the door and smiling as if nothing happened. “(Name), are you feeling better?”

She groaned, waving her hand. “Yess, I’m feeling fine. I just wanted to gone and say goodnight.”

(Name) was wearing a fresh pair of pajamas, her hair still wet from her shower. Honestly she smelled amazing, and Kurapika was having trouble concentrating.

“Well… I’ll see you tomorrow.”

She turned to leave, but Kurapika grabbed her wrist. “W-wait!”

He pulled her closer, looking down her with his soft, scarlet eyes. “I… wanted to thank you for taking care of me. I don’t… remember much, but I do know you made me feel…”

‘Loved, safe, taken care of-‘

“Better. You made me feel better.”

There were so many other ways she made him feel, but he couldn’t bring himself to say the more tender, intimate ways. “Pika, I promise it was no trouble, you don’t have to thank me.”

He shook his head, squeezing her hand. “No, I appreciate it. Really.”

He took a deep breath, hyping himself up before he said the next thing.

“When I was sick… when you were there for me when I hurt my head during the hunter exam… you were like my guardian angel.”

She felt her cheeks heat up when he brought her hand up to his lips, giving her knuckles a kiss. “Thank you, angel.”

“A-angel?”

He gave her a smile, one that (Name) couldn’t decide being shy or sly. “Yes, angel. Goodnight.”

Kurapika watched her walk away before closing his bedroom door and sliding against it to the floor, his heart thundering in his chest. He knew his face had to be bright red, and he could hear Leorio laughing at him faintly as the blood rushed to his ears.

“Holy shit, that was smooth. Angel, huh?”

Kurapika glared at the man, but was too flustered, trying to recover from his flirting attempt to do anything other than that.

“Why are you still in here? Go away.”

Leorio rolled his eyes, sitting up and walking towards the door. Before he left, his shoulders became tense, and he looked back at Kurapika with a neutral expression.

“Killua was right about what he said earlier, Kurapika. If you’re going to leave for good, tell (Name). Don’t lead her on then abandon her once she’s finally gotten comfortable with the thought of you sticking around.”

Leorio opened the door, looking forward again. “I don’t think she could take that.”

Kurapika felt his heart slow down, the weight of Leorio’s words sinking in. “… I understand.”

“Good. See you in the morning, Kurapika.”

Kurapika nodded, watching Leorio leave before climbing into bed.

———————

(Name) was feeling completely better by the next morning, waking up and cooking breakfast. Leorio was the first to join her in the kitchen, a soft smile on his face.

“Hey sunshine, you feelin’ better?”

She giggled, looking back at him. “God, how many times do I have to say I’m okay? You all worry too much.”

He huffed, coming up behind her to each around and place a hand on her forehead. “Hmm… no fever. Any symptoms? Vomiting, diarrhea, nausea, chest aches-“

“Leorio, don’t talk about that stuff while I’m cooking, you’ll actually make me sick.”

He chuckled, pulling his hand away and leaning against the counter near her. “Sorry, sorry. We were all pretty worried about you, ya know? Especially Killua and Kurapika. They were both crying when I carried you upstairs for your own private rest time.”

She glanced at him, trying not to laugh. “They cried, really?”

“Well, Killua was also saying things like ‘no mom don’t leave me with Kurapika, I’m sick enough already!’ while Kurapika attempted to cling to your leg.”

She let out a giggle, holding a hand over her mouth. “Oh my god, what brats.”

“You’re telling me!”

They both laughed, Leorio feeling his heart race at her smiling face. He gently tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, his eyes soft.

“You know, since you’re feeling better, I wanted to see if you were up for something fun tonight. Kurapika’s leaving for his mission tomorrow morning, and Gon is going back home to whale island that night.”

(Name) hummed, placing another pancake on the platter next to her before pouring more batter into her skillet. “What did you have planned, Leorio?”

The man scratched the back of his neck. “Haha, how did you know I have something planned?”

“I didn’t, you just told me you did now.”

Leorio blinked, his lips pursing. “Oh, you tricky woman.”

She turned off the stove, turning back to him. “So? What’s your big plans, sweetheart?”

The faintest blush appeared on his cheeks. (Name) didn’t use pet names with him often, but every time she did it made his heart race. “Well… I heard the local corn maze just opened up last weekend.”

She gasped, nearly dropping her spatula, Leorio catching it for her. “Really? Oh, I wanted to go last year but-“

“The crocodile incident, yeah I remember. I heard you can buy tickets online to cut the line, so I bought us some!”

Leorio held up his phone, showing her the digital tickets. She grinned up at him, pulling him into a hug. “Leorio, have I ever told you what a sweetheart you are?”

He laughed, patting her back and planting a kiss on the top of her head. “A few times, yes.”

She looked up at him, smiling brightly. “Oh, I’m so excited now. I’ll have to wear something cute!”

Leorio cupped her cheek, squishing it playfully. “Everything you wear is cute, but you should wear something warm. It’s going to be in the 60s tonight.”

She nodded, pulling away from him. “I should go wake up everyone before breakfast gets cold.”

He felt his smile fade when she glanced to Kurapika’s face, that same shy, flustered look in her eye should would get when around the blonde during the Hunter exam.

“Yeah, you should. I’ll make my plate.”

He watched her go, his gaze turning towards the pancakes.

‘… if he doesn’t treat her right…’

His eyes glanced up, following her figure as she walked towards Kurapika’s room.

‘I’ll be taking her for myself.’

——————

(Name) looked over herself later that night, turning a few times as she tried to decide if the outfit she had on would be what she was wearing that night.

It was a long , wine red, velvet dress, with a black lace trim and a sweetheart neckline. The sleeves were short, so she paired it with a black cardigan that had a white ghost pattern. “Hehe, I look like a modern vampire.”

She spinned, giggling. “It’s perfect!”

‘And it’s Kurapika’s favorite color…’

Her face became hot when she thought this, quickly shaking her head and moving on. ‘N-not like that matters, he’s my friend. I don’t have to impress him.

But the thought of him finding her dress pretty did make a certain spot between her legs wet. Ever since the car incident, she’d been having frequent naughty thoughts about him, and was having trouble thinking of anything else when he was around.

And with him trying to slip his hand into her panties recently, these naughty thoughts were driving her crazy!

‘Ahh, I can’t think of this now, I have to get ready!’

She paired her outfit with a pair of frilly ankle socks and black Mary Janes. With one last look, she began her walk downstairs to join her friends.

Everyone was already ready, waiting for her in the living room. When Kurapika heard her footsteps, he lazily glanced up from the book he’d been reading, only for his jaw to drop.

“(Name), wow… you…”

She smiled, her cheeks warm as he looked at her. Leorio looked up at well, giving her a wink. “Hey, good looking. You ready?”

She giggled, pulling on her backpack. “Yep! Let’s get going!”

Everyone stood, Kurapika’s eyes glued to her. He had to admit, she looked damn good in red. It was hard to look away, especially when the sweetheart neckline exposed a good portion of her cleavage.

“You’re staring, blondie.” Killua said, pinching Kurapika’s arm.

Kurapika helped, finally looking away to glare at the white haired boy. “I did you a favor, you don’t want her finding out you’re a creep, do you?”

He scowled. “I’m not a creep.”

“Uh huh, whatever you say, blondie.”

Before the two could start up a fight, Leorio smacked them both over the head. “Hey, I didn’t do anything!” Kurapika complained, rubbing his temple.

“Yeah, but you were about to. Get in the car, (Name) and Gon are waiting.”

The two grumbled, but climbed into the mom van without another word.

——————

The corn maze took place further out in the country, on a small farm where a fair was held. There were little games, a food truck selling various fair foods, and of course the corn maze.

“So, I’ve been meaning to ask this, but what is a corn maze?”

The groups swiveled their heads to look at Kurapika, who blinked. “What?”

Killua grabbed (Name)’s arm, laughing. “Wait, don’t tell him. It’ll make this even funnier.”

(Name) rolled her eyes. “Killua, that’s mean. A corn maze is a maze you walk through with friends, sometimes full of scare actors that jump out and… well, scare you.”

Kurapika scowled, his blonde brows knitting together in concern. “When it’s fight or flight, I usually choose flight.”

Leorio and (Name) glanced at each other nervously. “Well shit, Kurapika. You sure you want to do this, then? Hitting the workers will get us kicked out.”

Kurapika scoffed, waving his hand dismissively at Leorio. “Oh please, I can handle some teenagers in dollar store masks.”

Gon smiled, patting his friend’s shoulder. “If you get scared, you can hold my hand, Kurapika!”

The blonde couldn’t be mad at Gon, so he only sighed with a small smile. “Thanks, Gon.”

(Name) grabbed Kurapika’s hand, giving him a shy. “I um… can hold your hand too.”

The blonde blushed, quickly turning his head away. “O-oh, that would be appreciated.”

They walked towards the corn maze hand in hand. Leorio showed the woman up front their tickets, and they were able to walk in without waiting in the long line.

“Okay everyone, let’s stick together a-“

Gon and Killua were already running off, hand in hand and laughing. They were too cute, so (Name) could only sigh. “Well, they’re a lost cause. We should try to stick together, though.”

Leorio nodded, taking the lead. “Don’t worry ladies, I’ll protect you.”

(Name) giggled, but Kurapika only narrowed his eyes at the taller man.

They began their walk, the sound of people screaming and soft, horror themed music playing as fog clung to their heels. It was mostly peaceful at first, (Name) and Kurapika sharing flustered looks as they walked with their fingers interlocked.

That was until someone jumped out at (Name), brandishing a fake knife. “AH!”

She screamed, hiding her face in Kurapika’s chest. The blonde tried not to show he’d been scared as well, coughing to hide his fear. “It’s okay, (Name), I’ve got you.”

The man, who seemed to take joy in (Name)’s fear, continued to approach the two. “You scared, little girls? I eat pretty things like you two for brea-“

Leorio raised an eyebrow, staring down at the actor as he slowly looked up. Now, Leorio was intimidating to most with his height alone, but in the dark with his glasses glinting in the faint light, he looked terrifying.

“Back off.”

The man held up his hands and backed away into the darkness, the two sighing in relief. They both hugged Leorio, the tall man blinking in surprise when even Kurapika seemed grateful.

“Leorio, thank you for being so tall and muscular and handsome… and for saving us.”

Kurapika blinked, pulling away from Leorio and glancing at (Name). “Were the first few things necessary?”

Leorio laughed, his face growing red, the man glad his blush could be hidden in the darkness. “Y-yeah sunshine, you didn’t need to say all that.”

She pouted, holding him tighter. “But I meant it! If you weren’t so damn handsome that guy wouldn’t have run away! He must of been intimated by your good looks!”

Neither of them had the heart to tell her the man had run away due to being a behemoth of a man. She didn’t see him as scary, and that was okay. “Yeah yeah, let’s keep moving.”

Now the two stuck close to Leorio, like ducklings following their mother into traffic.

They were scared a few more times, running into dead ends and laughing at the bad decorations before they reached the midway point. “I think we’re getting closer to the end, guys!”

(Name) giggled, spinning around happily, not even noticing that someone snuck up behind her until she bumped into their bare chest.

“Oh? Picking a fight with me, little girl?”

Her wrist was grabbed, the man holding her arm behind her back and laughing maniacally. “H-hey!”

Kurapika and Leorio suddenly became very serious, the latter stepping forward. “Hey, you’re not supposed to touch her.”

The actor rolled his eyes, letting (Name) go and pushing her slightly so she fell onto the ground. “Oh don’t ruin the fun, you bunch of babies.”

She hissed out in pain, revealing a big scrape on her knee. Leorio gasped, kneeling down beside her. “Hey you douchebag, she j- Kurapika?”

The blonde had gone wide eyed, his eyes scarlet behind his gray contacts. “You…”

Kurapika hadn’t even processed (Name)’s pain, his eyes focused on the man’s chest.

There, on his left breast, was a small spider tattoo, with the number 15 on it. When Leorio noticed, his jaw dropped, his arms wrapping around (Name) in an attempt to shield her. “Is he..?”

Kurapika didn’t speak, stepping forward and grabbing the man by his arm, pinning him to the ground and wrenching his arm behind his back.

The actor screamed in pain, trying to wiggle out of Kurapika’s grasp. “Hey, what the hell are you-“

“Do you have any idea what that tattoo means, you scum?”

The man went quiet, shivering. “W-what? It’s a fake tattoo!”

Kurapika sneered, gripping his arm tighter. “I’m well aware. The Phantom Troupe only has 12 members.”

The man began to cry, struggling. “I don’t know what that is, I just saw this fake tattoo in the store and-“

Kurapika growled. “Ignorance won’t save you. That is the mark of a member of the Phantom Troupe, a band of murderous thieves that killed my entire-“

(Name) covered Kurapika’s mouth from behind, whispering into his ear. “Kurapika, shh. You have no idea who could be listening. You’re laying low, remember?”

Kurapika took a moment to calm down before nodding. He let go of the man’s arm, standing up and brushing off his tabard. “Go wash that off, before I rip it off of your skin.”

The actor scurried away, not bothering to pick up his mask that fell. Kurapika’s eyes followed him, only leaning his form when he disappeared from sight. “Kurapika…”

(Name) held onto his hand, squeezing lightly. The blonde didn’t say anything, but he didn’t pull away from her. It was definitely an improvement.

“… let’s keep going. I’m ready to go home.” Kurapika said, pulling (Name) forward by the hand. Leorio gave them a worried look.

Actors seemed to avoid them now, Kurapika’s aura enough to scare them off. Some even pointed shaky fingers towards the correct path, the blonde not sparing them a second glance.

“Wow, Kurapika. I think you might be the scariest thing in this maze.” (Name) said, trying to lighten the mood.

His lip twitched up in a smile, the blonde giving her hand a light squeeze. “I’m only scary when I need to be, angel.”

She felt her face warm up at the pet name. ‘He’s still calling me angel… I thought it was just a little joke.’

Leorio trailed behind them, making sure neither of them tripped and that they got to have their time together.

As they neared the end of the maze, Kurapika’s mood steadily improved. He even laughed when (Name) jumped into his arms after someone spooked her.

“Careful, you stepped on my foot.” he teased, bumping into some of the corn.

Unfortunately, this small bump would be the end of their happy moment.

He felt something fall on his head, the blonde blinking and reaching his hand up to pick up the object.

(Name) knew when the hand she held in hers gripped into hers so tightly she could feel his nails dog into her skin, that something bad had happened.

Everything happened so quickly. Kurapika revealed the object that fell on him, a palm sized plastic spider. The two others blinked, the memory of Kurapika telling them how much he hated spiders popping up in their mind.

Next came the screaming. Kurapika threw the spider as hard as he could, the poor googly eyed thing breaking on the ground. (Name) nearly toppled over when Kurapika launched himself into her, the woman ending up with him in her arms bridal style.

He couldn’t speak. The incident earlier already had his nerves shot, so the spider falling on his was his breaking point. Tears streamed down his cheeks, panic in his scarlet eyes. (Name) let him bury his face in her neck, glancing at Leorio helplessly.

The tall man nodded, leading them both out of the maze, his glare enough to keep anyone else from bothering them. (Name) hurried to the mom van to get Kurapika to a quiet, safe place.

She attempted to set him down, but he wouldn’t unhand her. He clung to her separately, his chest heaving as a panic attack wracked his body.

“Shh, I’m right here Pika.”

She climbed into the backseat with him in his arms, allowing him to cry into her chest as she tried her best to soothe him. She gave him a few minutes before she cupped his cheek. “Come on, let’s breathe together okay?”

She employed the same tactic she used when they were staying at the Zoldyck estate, having him follow her lead until he finally calmed down.

The blonde leaned his forehead against hers, his tears falling onto her cheeks. “(Name)… thank you… th-thank you…”

He smiled, his eyes a little puffy and red from crying. She wiped away his tears, moving her hands to grasp his own. “It’s no problem, really. I-“

They both screamed when a mannequin head pressed against the car window, banging against the glass as someone screamed. This sent Kurapika back into a panic attack, his eyes wide in terror as he began to cry again.

Someone laughing outside could be heard, and (Name) felt her heart sink when she recognized it.

“Killua Zoldyck!? What the fuck??”

The laughter stopped suddenly, the mannequin head falling to the ground as Killua’s face popped up. He looked confused and… scared.

When he spotted Kurapika’s tears and (Name)’s angered face, he realized that he fucked.

“Killua, that was beyond too far! Can’t you see he’s fucking terrified!? Why would you do that?”

Tears ran down her own cheeks, and the look of disappointment and disbelief in her eyes didn’t go unnoticed by Killua. “W-wait mom, I didn’t-“

She held up her hand, shaking her head. “Go find Leorio, I’ll deal with you later.”

He felt tears well up in his own eyes, terror slowly sinking into his chest. Killua didn’t say another word, leaving.

“Shh, shh, it was just Killua. He’s gone now…”

(Name) felt conflicted. She hadn’t meant to yell at Killua, but he’d just done something incredibly cruel. Even if he and Kurapika had some kind of feud going on, it was beyond fucked up to scare him during a panic attack.

Calming him down the second time was much harder, and even after he stopped crying, he clung to her desperately, his hands shaking.

Killua walked back to the fair grounds, his eyes full of tears and his body trembling. (Name) had never yelled like that at him before, never LOOKED at him like that before. ‘She’s gonna… she’s gonna give up on me.’

Leorio and Gon spotted Killua, the two running up to him. “Hey bud, we’ve been looking f… Killua?”

Killua looked up at Leorio, his lip trembling. “Mom… mom is mad at me. I… I didn’t… I didn’t know…”

Leorio, one of the only people besides (Name) and Gon to see him cry sighed and pulled him into a hug, Gon joining. “Hey, bud, it’s alright. Can you tell me what happened?”

Killua explained, stuttering and stumbling over his words. Leorio sighed, patting his back. “And you didn’t know he was upset?”

“N-No! I just saw that they were in the van and wanted to scare them!”

Gon leaned his head against Killua’s shoulder. “I understand why (Name) was angry, but I’m sure if we explain things to her, she’ll understand.”

Killua have a shaky nod, his hand gripping Leorio’s sweater. The tall man pat his head. “Alright boys, let’s go clear things up.”

———————

(Name finally got Kurapika to relax, the blonde now sleeping with his head resting on her shoulder. She only glanced up briefly when Leorio opened the door on her side. “(Name), how is he doing?”

She smiled tiredly, giving a thumbs up. He fell asleep, so I’d say pretty good.”

Leorio nodded, glancing off to the right. “About Killua…”

(Name) pursed her lips. “Did he come to apologize?”

Leorio sighed, pulling Killua into view. “(Name), listen to what he has to say before you say anything else.”

(Name) furrowed her brows, but sighed. “Okay, go on.”

Killua couldn’t meet her eyes, and the sight of tears running down his cheeks made her eyes soften. “M-mom I… I didn’t know what happens to Kurapika. I just wanted to scare you two, I promise I wouldn’t have if I knew how upset he was!”

She nodded, giving him a soft smile. “Okay, okay I believe you kiddo. Sorry for yelling at you earlier.”

Her words didn’t seem to calm him down though, the boy only stiffly nodding before moving to sit in the front seat. Gon glanced at him with a worried look before sliding in next to (Name).

“Uh, I’ll drive since… you’ve got him.”

(Name) nodded, turning her ficus back in Kurapika. He was sleeping soundly, clutching her shirt as they rode home.

Kurapika wouldn’t leave (Name)’s side even when they arrived back at her house, meaning they had to sleep in the same bed together. She ended up crashing with him in his room, thinking it would be more comfortable and familiar for him.

Through the night, Kurapika would wake up with night terrors, screaming and thrashing before being settled back into sleep by gentle cooing and touches.

In the morning, (Name) had to wake him up so she could drive him to his bus stop, the blonde feeling exhausted, but no longer scared.

He honestly felt embarrassed over his behavior, having to be reassured multiple times that nothing he did would make her think any less of him. “It’s okay, Kurapika. Everyone has their moments, even me.”

The two got ready, Kurapika hesitantly letting her leave to get dressed in her room. Once they were ready, the two left for the bus stop.

Kurapika rode shotgun, glancing at her nervously with his cheeks pink as they approached their destination.

They got out, (Name) helping him with his duffel bag before smiling. “Kurapika, I really enjoyed having you with us. These past two months have been some of the happiest I’ve had in a long time.”

Her soft, sad smile made his heart ache. In that moment, he knew that she assumed he’d be leaving her for good. It hurt, but he didn’t blame her for thinking that way. Hell, he thought that was how this story would end too.

But instead, Kurapika dropped his duffel bag on the ground, stepping forward and cupping her cheeks, his face burning red as he placed his lips on hers, hoping to convey his intense feelings through the kiss.

(Name)’s eyes went so wide she felt like they might bulge out of her skull. This wasn’t acting for a mission, Kurapika didn’t need help getting off so he wouldn’t embarrassed, he was kissing her.

And she couldn’t understand why.

He pulled away, his thumb brushing against her lip as he stared at her with those pretty brown eyes. “(Name)… I promise I’ll be back. Please… please believe me.”

There was no love confession, no passionate embrace, just a promise that he would return.

And that was more than enough for (Name). She nodded, leaning into his touch, sighing softly. “Okay, I believe you, my Pika.”

Kurapika’s breath hitched in his throat, the blonde considering going in for another kiss before his bus pulled up. He cursed it under his breath, picking up his duffle bag and slinging it over his shoulder.

“I’ll see you in a month, (Name).”

She nodded, giving him a brave smile. “I’ll really miss you.”

With that, he boarded his bus, biting his lip as she faded from view. ‘I… I’ll ask her out on a date when I get back. I will.”

Kurapika sat down, a giddy smile on his face as he touched his fingers to his lips. ‘God I love her.’

——————

Even that night after Gon had left for whale island and Leorio went home, (Name) was still on another planet, her face hot and eyes distant. She kept replaying the moment in her head over and over, feeling her heart thump against her ribs harder and harder.

‘He kissed me, he really kissed me…’

She didn’t even notice Killua coming up behind her, his arm trembling as he reached a hand up to tap her shoulder. “Mom?

(Name) jumped, letting out a yelp before holding a hand over her heart. “Holy- oh Killua you scared me!”

He flinched at her slightly raised voice, the woman immediately taking notice. “Killua? Baby is something wrong?”

The young boy looked up at her, the beginnings of tears beading in the corners of his eyes. “Do you… do you ever regret taking me in?”

(Name) felt her heart sink, her hands immediately going to his cheeks to cup them, wiping away his tears. “Oh my… Killua, no, no never. You’re the best thing to come out of everything. Having you here makes everything better. Why would you anything else, sweetheart?”

He shook his head, clinging his fists. “It’s just… I know there’s a lot going on and I don’t always behave-“

“Killua.”

She pulled him into a hug, sinking down onto the floor with him when his knees buckled. He began to sob into her shoulder, holding onto him tightly. “Listen baby, I will never give up on you. This is your home just as much as it is mine. No matter who you choose to be, this will always be somewhere you can come back to, and I will always be here to support and love you every step of the way.”

He clutched her shirt, crying harder. “B-but I’ve killed and hurt people, I’ve gotten you in trouble so many times!”

“Humans are constantly evolving, Killua. To stagnate is a fate worse than death.”

She soothed him, running her fingers through his hair as he sobbed. “But… but you said you were going to ‘deal with me later’.”

She blinked, looking at him. “Yeah, as in ground or talk to you. What did you think I meant- oh.”

(Name) remembered that punishment in the Zoldyck household usually involves torture and emotional neglect. She cursed herself for not thinking, kissing his forehead.

“It’s okay to act like a kid. Most kids get into trouble, I knew that when I decided to take you in. I’m not going to hurt or shun you for doing something any other kid would do. You’re safe here, Killua. My love isn’t conditional.”

He sniffled, looking up at her. “Really? You aren’t… you aren’t going to abandon me?”

She nodded, wiping away his tears. “Never. I would rather die than leave you alone.”

It took a few minutes for him to calm down, and when he did, (Name) picked him up and carried him to the couch. “I’ll order us some takeout and we can watch whatever you want, okay?”

He nodded, curling up under the quilt (Name) made for him years ago.

The two spent the night together, (Name) making sure he knew he wasn’t alone. They ended up passing out on the couch after binging Housewives of York New, popcorn strewn across the floor.

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Fixer Upper

Part 24

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

part 23

part 25

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

warnings: sexual content, mentions of reader being willing to do anything to keep Leorio with her in the past(including sex, but he doesn’t go through with it obviously), drinking/being drunk

The mission was long and hard, but Kurapika gained enough new information to make it worth it. He felt exhausted, and hadn’t eaten a good meal the entire month he was gone. He knew as soon as (Name) saw him, she’s be worried.

He had tried harder to take care of himself knowing he’d be returning to (Name), but it was still a struggle. At least he was freshly showered and wearing one of his nicer suits. Maybe… she would think he looked handsome.

That thought made Kurapika blush. He was only a few minutes from her house, and could picture her smiling face when he walked in. It made his heart race, his palms sweaty.

‘Is this what being in love is like?’

Kurapika wasn’t sure if he liked being in love. It made him nervous and his head was clouded with visions of (Name) and a live with her. They made it hard for the blonde to focus on what he really needed to do.

Find the scarlet eyes, and kill the Phantom Troupe, those were his goals. Part of him knew he didn’t have time to spend gravitating towards (Name), but when he stepped out of his cab and onto her driveway, he felt all of his doubts melt away.

Killua’s bike was lying on the lawn next to one of (Name)’s rose bushes, and he noticed that there were a few Halloween decorations dotting her yard. He stepped over a plastic skeleton hand sticking out of the ground, a smile tugging at his lips when he spotted a little cloth ghost hanging from her ghost.

By the door, there was a hay bale, a small scarecrow sitting on it, with enough room to place other items. Kurapika wasn’t had never celebrated Halloween, but knew the basics. ‘Maybe it’s a space for pumpkins or something?’

Kurapika knocked on the door, his duffle bag still slung over his shoulder. The sound of someone shuffling towards the door made him stand up straight and glance at himself in the window.

His hair was a little messy, so he smoothed it out as much as possible before the door opened.

“Wow, it’s you. I didn’t think you’d actually be coming back.”

Kurapika’s smile fell when he spotted Killua standing behind the door, looking the blonde up and down. “Do you not have somewhere to stay, or something? It’s like feeding a stray dog, they always come running back when they’re hungry.”

Kurapika felt his eyebrow twitch in annoyance, quickly pushing past the boy and into the house. “You know how I feel, Killua. I’m here to see her again.”

Killua stood by the door for a moment, watching as Kurapika paused, setting his duffle bag down. He sniffed the air for a moment, Killua raising an eyebrow. “You know I was joking when I said you were like a stray dog, right? You don’t have to act like one.”

He ignored Killua, walking towards the kitchen instead. Kurapika wasn’t sure why, but he felt drawn to whatever was cooking.

(Name) stood near the stove, bending over to open the oven door. She hadn’t noticed him yet, and he was glad. That meant Kurapika got to stare at her plump ass, the jeans she was wearing hugged the curvature of her hips.

“Mmm… I think it’s done.”

She was talking to herself quietly, something he found endearing. He watched as she set something on the stovetop, the blonde peeking over her shoulder.

This was a mistake, because as soon as he stepped closer she jumped. “Hello?”

(Name) whipped her head around, wielding a wooden spoon as a weapon, only to drop it when she spotted that familiar head of blonde hair. “Kurapika?”

Her eyes widened, and he could see tears prickling at the corners. Kurapika didn’t have time to process anything as the girl wrapped him up in her arms, laughing. “You came back, you really came back!”

She looked up at him, a smile stretched across her lips. “I’m so happy. If I’m being honest, I… wasn’t sure you were telling me the truth.”

He felt his heart break a little at her words, but he couldn’t blame her for her doubt. Kurapika only smiled, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

“I missed you, (Name).”

She leaned into his touch, sighing contentedly. “I missed you too…”

The blonde peeked over her again, (Name) turning to see he was staring at the baked good she just took out of the oven. “So… what is that, (Name)?”

She took off her oven mitts, and upon further inspection Kurapika realized both them and her apron her Halloween themed. Her apron was black, with the words ‘gone batty’ written across the chest, and her oven mitts were black with a pattern that consisted of little white skulls and pumpkins.

“Oh, I made some peach cobbler! It’s the perfect treat for the fall season.”

He tilted his head, his eyes following her as she walked towards the freezer. “What are you doing?”

She opened the door to the freezer, pulling out a tub of vanilla ice cream. “You can’t have peach cobbler without vanilla ice cream!”

Kurapika hovered around her. “Well, I’ve never had peach cobbler before so I wouldn’t know.”

(Name) gasped, grabbing a bowl. “Oh, we’ll have to change that.”

She placed a piece of hot peach cobbler into the bowl before leaving two generous scoops of ice cream on top.

“Here you go! I’m going to get bring killua his share, I’ll be right back!”

She walked out of the kitchen carrying a bowl for Killua, leaving Kurapika too look down at his own.

It smelled divine, a strange sense of nostalgia overtaking him as he scooped up a piece of cobbler smothered in ice cream. His mouth watered, he’d missed (Name)’s cooking the entire time he was gone.

He brought the spoon up to his mouth, taking a bite.

‘Oh my god.’

All of a sudden, Kurapika was a child again, sitting in his mothers lap as she fed him spoonfuls of something sweet off of her plate.

“Not too much, Kurapika. It’s almost time for bed.”

He pouted up at her, his little hands grabbing at her bowl. “Just one more, momma! One more bite!”

His mother chuckled, scooping up another spoonful. “Okay baby, one more bite.”

Kurapika felt tears stream down his cheeks as he shoveled the peach cobbler into his mouth, sniffling. Not only was the food delicious, it made him remember when days were simpler. Before he lost his clan.

“Kurapika?”

(Name) stood in the doorway, looking concerned. “Are you alright? You’re crying…”

She used her apron to dab at his tears, the blonde clearing his throat. “I’m fine, just, uh… burnt my tongue.”

“Oh, let me see! I might have something to help.”

He blushed, but stuck out his tongue for her. Kurapika knew she would be able to tell he hadn’t burnt his tongue just by looking at it, but he couldn’t say no.

She hummed a she inspected it, the blonde blushing as she leaned closer. “Hmm… do you want me to kiss it better, Pika?”

His face erupted into a blush. “K-kiss my tongue? Y-you-“

She laughed, pulling back. “I’m joking, I know you didn’t burn your tongue.”

He pouted at her, his face red with embarrassment. “Don’t tease me like that, (Name).”

“Well, don’t lie to me. Why were you crying?”

He couldn’t argue with her, his eyes softening as he took another bite of his treat. “… this food reminds me of my childhood. My mother used to make something similar to it.”

(Name) nodded, now feeling a little bad for teasing him. “I see… I’ll have to make you some more later then.”

She unrolled a section of aluminum foil, covering the pan. “Alluka is flying in today, and I want her and Nanika to try some!”

Kurapika nodded, not taking his eyes off the pan. “Yeah…”

She smiled. “Okay Kurapika, now that you’ve had your snack, I want to show you something!”

He blushed when she grabbed his hand, pulling him out of the kitchen and towards the stairs. “What are you showing me?”

(Name) giggled, leading him to the guest bedroom upstairs. “Open the door and you’ll see!”

Kurapika gave her a curious look before turning the knob and walking in.

His eyes widened at the sight of the room. Before when he peeked, it was a plain white room meant for guests, but now it was furnished with the walls painted a baby blue.

A soft, shaggy rug sat in front of the bed with a pair of navy blue slippers in the middle of it. There was a nice writing desk in the corner of the room for him to work at, and a planter filled with bright red poppies on the windowsill.

“(Name)…”

He picked up the navy blue robe sitting on the bed, seeing an embroidered name written in gold print on the breast pocket.

‘Kurapika’

“This room… is this for me? You… you did this for me?”

She nodded, giving him a shy smile. “Yeah, since you’ll be staying here more permanently, I wanted to make sure it felt like home.”

Kurapika’s breath hitched, his eyes turning that pretty shade of scarlet that only she got to see. “This… this is very sweet, (Name). Thank you.”

He pulled her in for a hug, burying his face in her hair. “It’s no problem, I promise. You have a home here, and I wanted to make sure you knew that.”

The two stayed silent, (Name) raising her hand to pat his back. He wished he could stay this way forever, holding her like this.

“Ah, it’s about time to pick up Alluka…”

She pulled away from him, giving the blonde a smile. “You get settled in, I’ll be back in about an hour.”

(Name) began to walk away, but was stopped by Kurapika grabbing her wrist. “Wait, why did you move me up here? My room was downstairs before…”

Her face heated up, and she stayed facing away from him. “W-well, I wanted to move you upstairs so we’d have the spare bedroom downstairs open for guests. And… it’s more private up here. I know it can be overwhelming sleeping next to Gon and Killua.”

“Yeah, they’re pretty loud.”

They both laughed, (Name) glancing back at him. “Why don’t you go look in your drawers?”

He turned to do just that, and with his grip on her wrist gone, she slipped out of the room.

The reason she’d given him for moving him upstairs was only a half truth. The real reason was a little… selfish.

She wanted him closer to her, so she could bump into him when she walked in the hallway and could share a bathroom with him. It made her blush to think about him walking out of her bathroom wearing the nice robe she bought for him.

And nothing else.

‘Focus! I’ve gotta get Killua so we can pick up Alluka!’

“Kurapika, could you make sure the cats don’t get into the peach cobbler!” she yelled upstairs as she buttoned up Killua’s coat.

He blinked, looking up from the drawer (Name) stuffed full of new clothes for him. ‘Cats? Oh no, the she-devil…’

“I will!”

He walked downstairs as she left, glancing around. “Now, where is it? What was its name again…”

Kurapika scanned the area, grimacing as he made his way towards the kitchen.

The last the blonde had heard, the cat was still at the vet and recovering from giving birth to her kitten. It made sense that it was back, Kurapika had been gone for a month.

‘That kitten must be a month old now. I wonder if (Name) kept it…’

He jumped when he felt something rub against his leg, looking done to see a cream colored kitten with an orange patch on its back. ‘Is this the kitten?’

He reached down to pet it, the kitten purring and butting its head against his palm. “Aww, hey little guy. You like me, huh?”

Kurapika crouched down, scooping up the kitten in his arms and cooing softly as he scratched the top of its head.

This was a mistake, because as soon as the kitten was lifted into the air, it’s eyes went wide as it yowled in surprise.

The sound of something scratching against the floor as it got closer and closer made Kurapika blink. A ball of brown fur appeared in the doorway of Killua’s room, it’s back arched as it approached.

The kitten in his arms squirmed and yowled, causing the cat in front of him to growl and spit. “Shit… hey, hey I’m not hurting it! D-“

Meatloaf got a running start before leaping into the air with its claws extended. Kurapika could only scream.

——————

Kurapika sat behind the kitchen door, holding a hand over his bleeding cheek as he tried to catch his breath. “Jesus Christ… that thing needs an exorcism.”

He stood up and walked towards the sink, splashing some water on his face before holding a paper towel to his cut.

Kurapika tried not to let his eyes wander towards the stovetop where the peach cobbler sat, but the temptation was too strong.

He noticed a small divot in the foil, taking slow steps towards the peach cobbler.

A paw shaped imprint was left in it, and when he pulled back the foil he noticed it went into the peach cobbler as well. “Well… I’ll eat this piece so no one else does. Take on for the team, as Leorio says.”

He followed (Name)’s lead, walking over to the freezer, getting out the ice cream, and fixing himself a serving of peach cobbler.

He sat at the table, a warm and fuzzy feeling washing over him as he ate. “So good… mmm…”

Kurapika felt his stomach drop when he went to scoop up another bite of peach cobbler, only for his spoon to come in contact with the bottom of the bowl.

“…”

He stood up, glancing to the stove, then back to his bowl. “I can’t… I only got another piece to take one for the team…”

But as he approached the stove, pulling back the foil again, he didn’t know if he’d be able to stop himself.

———————

(Name) held onto Alluka’s hand, smiling as the young girl went on and on about her new friends. “Yeah, and we even made friendship bracelets, look!”

She held up her arm to show off a little pink rubber band bracelet. “Oh wow, that’s pretty!”

Alluka laughed and clung to (Name)’s arm, Killua trailing behind them. “I can’t wait to try that peach cobbler, big sis! I’ve never had it before.”

“It’s really good, even if Leorio dislikes it.” Killua spoke up, his hands behind his head as he watched the two, a small smile on his face.

“Well Leorio dislikes any cooked fruit, so I understand.”

The three walked inside, (Name) helping them out of their coats before leading Alluka towards the kitchen. “It’s right in here, you’re going t-“

Kurapika sat at the table, head in his hands. His pants leg and shirt were torn, the signs of catch scratches peeking through the fabric.

On the table was the empty pan of peach cobbler, the foil discarded long ago. Kurapika had given in to temptation, something he didn’t do often.

“Oh, Pika…”

He jumped at the sound of her voice, looking up at her. “I-It’s not what it looks like! I just… the cats! It was the cats!”

Killua poked his head into the doorway. “The cats did what? I know you aren’t blaming my son for whatever you think he did. I don’t care what evidence you h-“

He blinked, looking at the state of the man before him. He was broken and beat down, bits of cobbler clinging to the front of his shirt. “Oh wow. Never mind.”

Killua left the kitchen, leaving Alluka and (Name) to deal with this mess.

“Pika, it wasn’t the cats, was it?”

He looked up to her, his lip trembling. “… no, it wasn’t the cats. I was brutally attacked, though.”

She sighed, turning to Alluka. “I’m sorry sweetheart, I’m going to have to make some more peach cobbler. Go play with your brother.”

Alluka glanced at the blonde, then to (Name). “Is that the guy that was mean to you, big sis? He’s covered in cobbler.”

Kurapika hung his head in shame, now not only for giving into temptation, but at the memory of his past behavior. “Oh, I told Killua to stop telling people about that.”

She gently guided Alluka out of the door. “Go on now, and tell Killua he needs to gossip about things other than my personal relationships!”

Once she was gone, (Name) turned back to Kurapika, the man looking pathetic. “Kurapika…”

He looked up at her shyly. “I’m really sorry, (Name). I don’t know what got into me… it was just too good and… and made me think about my mom.”

She sighed, sitting next to him. “It’s okay, Kurapika but… too much peach cobbler could hurt your tummy and ruin your appetite for dinner.”

Kurapika realized when she placed her hand on his back. “You’re… not mad at me?”

She laughed. “Mad at you? Kurapika, you came into my house today looking like you were about to blow away in the wind like a McDonald’s napkin out a car window. I’ll never get mad at you for eating when you’re hungry.”

(Name) stood up, wiping at his face with her apron. “But, you shouldn’t eat too many sweets before dinner. Ah, but I guess in your case, eating that was like eating a single serving for me, because your nen burns through calories.”

Kurapika nodded, looking down at the dish as if he could still eat. “Honestly, if there was more peach cobbler we wouldn’t be having this conversation because my mouth would be full.”

(Name) snickered. “Yeah yeah, let’s get these scratches disinfected. What did you do to piss Meatloaf off?”

Kurapika grumbled as (Name) sprayed his cuts with disinfectant and placed little Sanrio themed bandaids on them. “… I don’t know, I picked up that kitten and she just came at me like a wild beast!”

(Name) made a face. “That’s her baby, Pika. She’s very protective over him, you can’t just pick up a mothers baby when you’re a stranger in her house.”

Kurapika frowned. ‘Her house? It’s just a cat, an evil, decrepit one at that.’

(Name) took the pan to the sink, filling it with water before taking out the ingredients. “I’m going to make some more peach cobbler, could you call Gon and ask when he’s getting here? Leorio’s supposed to pick him up tonight.”

Kurapika nodded, walking out the door to call Gon.

———————

(Name) grunted as she placed the large baked hen on the counter, wiping her brow.

‘Gon should be here soon, just in time too. All that’s left is for the dinner rolls to finish cooking.’

On cue, she heard the front door open and Killua yell. “Gon!”

(Name) threw her oven mitts onto the counter and ran out the door, pulling Gon and Killua into a hug. “Ugh, now I have all my boys back!”

She tugged Kurapika and Leorio into the group hug. “Oh, and my sweet girl too!” she said, ruffling Alluka’s head.

“Hehe!” Alluka buried her face in (Name)’s shoulder, giggling. “Don’t forget Nanika!”

“Oh, of course. My two sweet girls!”

She kissed Alluka’s forehead twice, once for her and then twice for Nanika. Kurapika watched this, his face flushed and his eyes soft. ‘Cute… she really would be a good mother…’

His face turned a dark shade of red at the thought of her with a baby on her hip, wearing a frilly apron and smiling at him. “Kurapika, welcome home! Say hi to daddy, baby!”

He groaned, stepping away from the hug. Kurapika felt his heart racing, the softness he felt for (Name) almost overwhelming him. He wanted to indulge in her, give into temptation and let his desire take over.

She smelled so nice, the scent of her usual perfume and peach cobbler making his head feel fuzzy. “(Name)… you smell good.”

Killua made a face. “Why are you sniffing my mom? You’re taking this stray dog thing too far.”

Kurapika glared at him, pulling (Name) a little closer so only he was holding her. “At least puppies are cute.”

(Name) laughed, allowing him to hold her. “Oh, so you’re my cute little puppy now, Pika?”

His breath hitched as a blush spread across his face, his cock hardening against her tummy. “P-puppy?”

(Name) felt her face grow hot, Killua scoffing. “Hey, no one is cuter than me, I’m the baby!”

Alluka huffed, tugging on her brothers sleeve. “Hey, technically I’m the baby and I’m objectively the cutest!”

“Objectively? No way!”

As the two argued, Gon and Leorio attempting to calm them down, (Name) glanced up at Kurapika, gently pressing against his bulge. She stood on her tippy toes, leaning in close whisper into his ear.

“You should go upstairs and deal with that before someone notices, puppy~”

She kissed his cheek before walking towards the kitchen to finish up dinner, the blonde staring with his jaw dropped.

He took her advice, running up the stairs, face hot and palms sweaty as he gripped the railing.

———————

A few days passed by quietly, Kurapika settling back into the routine of (Name)’s house. Everyone woke up at around 7-9 am, ate breakfast, then left to do their own things.

Today, however, was different. (Name) had all of the kids bundled up in coats, smiling and taking pictures before turning to Kurapika. “Pika, would you like to come costume shopping with us? The kids haven’t decided what they wanted to be yet, so we’re going to browse. I haven’t got my costume either…”

Kurapika looked up from his laptop, glancing between the three teens then to (Name). “Costumes?”

Killua huffed. “Yeah, for Halloween. But honestly Kurapika, your face is scary enough. I don’t think you need a costume.”

Before the blonde could retort, (Name) placed a hand on Kurapika’s cheek. “Oh stop it, Killua. Kurapika so quite handsome, I think we all know that.”

She smiled, giving his cheek an affectionate pat. Kurapika couldn’t help but blush, gazing up at her with soft eyes. “… I’m come along.”

(Name) squealed, jumping up and down. “Are you going to get a costume too, Kurapika?”

He raised an eyebrow, setting his coffee cup down. “Aren’t I too old for that?”

Killua and Gon grimaced. “Are you forgetting (Name)’s older than you?”

Kurapika blinked and looked to (Name), who was now pouting. “Too old? You’re never too old for a Halloween costume. Besides, I wanted to ask if…”

She looked up at him. “If you wanted to come with me and Leorio to a costume party this weekend.”

The thought of getting to spend more time with her, and away from the children that distracted her made his heart race. “Oh… well, that does sound fun.”

She grinned, pulling him towards the door. “Then put on your coat and let’s go!”

——————

(Name) hummed as she held onto Alluka’s hand while they crossed the street. “Do you three have any ideas on what you’re getting? Did you ask Zushi?”

Killua’s eyes widened. “Oh, no we haven’t, but we’re going to call him so he can help us! And the only idea we have… is ninjas.”

Kurapika snickered. “Oh, is Hanzo your role model or something?”

“No, but he’s a better role model than you.”

The two glared at each other, but (Name) was quick to give them both a look. “Hey, no fighting. We’re going to have fun, and pick out our costumes.”

The two grumbled but listened. Gon, who was holding (Name)’s other hand, laughed. “(Name), you’re just like a mom!”

She laughed as Kurapika blushed behind her. “I guess I am, aren’t I? And you three are my babies!”

She giggled as they walked into the store, squeezing Gon and Alluka’s hands. Kurapika stared at this, feeling his heart thump against his chest. ‘I want…’

He watched as she guided them towards the costume section, following her figure.

‘I want to start a family with her.’

The thought plagued his mind more than once while he was away. Kurapika knew it was wrong to let it linger in his mind, after all he pushed her away for a reason, but he couldn’t stop the fuzzy feeling that overtook him when he imagined marrying (Name), getting her pregnant and having a child together.

He could imagine it now, then living together with a little one on the way. Kurapika would come home after a long day at work and hold his cute little wife in his lap while he rubbed her baby bump. Sweet kisses would turn into lingering touches, before her panties were slipped to the side and he pushed into her, gently bouncing her on his cock. He’d keep his pace slow, a hand on her baby bump to remind him why he was here, why he was still alive.

He shook his head before he could get too hard, glancing back up to see (Name) browsing through the women’s section of costumes. Kurapika decided to approach her, glancing at the costume she had in her hands.

It was a random with costume, with a black dress and witch hat. Even though it was plain, Kurapika’s heart raced thinking about her all dressed and as a little witch. “Is that the one your getting?”

“No, I don’t think I’ll be getting anything here.”

She sounded disappointed, putting the costume back on the rack. “Huh? Why, do you not like the options?”

He glanced down the aisle, spotting multiple costumes that seemed like something (Name) would like.

“It’s not that, Pika. They just don’t have my size. They only go up to a large.”

She showed him the packaging, and he made a face. “But they go up to an extra large in the men’s section, I don’t understand.”

She shrugged, sighing. “Looks like I’ll either have to order something or make my own costume.”

(Name) tried to smile. “Not being a part of the norm means you have to be creative sometimes!”

Kurapika frowned, his eyes following her gaze. She was looking at a pretty angel costume. “… I see.”

The two walked over to the kids section to check on the others.

“You said ninjas!”

“Alluka, we are not going as Naruto characters.”

“But Sakura’s costume is so pink! I love pink!”

(Name) laughed, walking over to the group. She spotted Gon a little further down the aisle, his phone out as he FaceTimed Zushi.

“Hey Zushi!” (Name) called out, leaning into frame. The boy beamed, waving.

“Miss (Name), it’s so good to see you! Mr. Wing told me to tell you he appreciates you letting me stay with you to celebrate Halloween!”

She giggled, waving her hand dismissively. “Oh, it’s no problem, you’re always welcome here, and just (Name) is fine.”

Zushi rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, before Gon spoke up. “Have Killua and Alluka stopped fighting yet? I think I found something we can all agree on!”

“They’re still fighting, but I can fix that.”

Within a few seconds, Alluka was in (Name)’s arms and Killua was trailing behind. The poor girl was sniffling, still clutching the Sakura costume. “I like this one though!”

(Name) patted her back, sighing. “I know, but we don’t always get what we want. Let’s try to have some compromise okay? Why don’t you look at what Gon found before making your decision?”

She snuggled, letting (Name) wipe away her tears. “Okay… thanks big sis.”

She set Alluka down, ruffling her hair a little. The girl gave (Name) a quick hug before she turned to see what Gon found. This made Kurapika smile.

‘These kids really love her.’

“Oh!”

Alluka smiled, holding up a TMNT costume, specifically the Donatello one. “Oh, I love teenage mutant ninja turtles! This is perfect!”

Killua looked to Alluka’s choice, frowning but staying quiet. (Name) noticed this, turning to hold onto his hand. “Killua, what’s wrong?” she asked quietly. The white haired boy huffed, crossing his arms.

“… I wanted to be Donatello. But… it’s okay.”

(Name) tilted her head. “Can’t you both be Donatello? There’s multiple c-“

“Mom, that’s not how it works! There can’t be two Donatellos! Who would be Leonardo then?”

She held up her hands in surrender. “My bad, I didn’t know how passionate you were about this.”

Kurapika tried not to snicker, watching as they picked out their costumes. Gon was Michelangelo, Killua settled on Leonardo, Alluka picked Donatello, and Zushi was okay with being Raphael.

(Name) let the three browse the toy and game section while she helped Kurapika try to find his costume. “Hmm, so what are you thinking about wearing, Pika?”

He blushed, looking around the aisle. “W-well, what do you plan on being?”

She raised an eyebrow, but didn’t ask why that mattered. “Oh, I want to be an angel. But…”

(Name) sighed, looking through some costumes. “They don’t have my size here. I may have to look there again…”

She blushed and started to play with her hair. “There? What do you mean by that?”

Kurapika was curious now, her reaction alone enough to get him asking more questions. “It’s… it’s a lingerie store. Sometimes they sell uh… sexy costumes. I dressed up as a sexy nurse last year when Leorio and I went to a costume party. The costumes are short, but a pair of leggings usually does the trick.”

Now the image of (Name) in a sexy nurse costume was bouncing around his mind. “I-I see. Perhaps I could go with you. To, um, help you pick your costume.”

She held back a laugh, giving him a teasing smile. “Uh huh, sure, you can come with me. Pick out your costume, then I’ll take the kids to Leorio’s so we can do some shopping.”

Kurapika wasn’t sure, but was she… teasing him? He blushed regardless. “I’ll pick out my costume once you find yours then…”

He looked away, clearing his throat. “We can match.”

She felt her cheeks heat up, nodding before she looked away as well. “That… sounds nice.”

As they walked towards the checkout, (Name) couldn’t help but sigh. ‘What are we? We’ve kissed, that stuff in the car happened, and… he tried to finger me while he was sick…’

She didn’t want to get ahead of herself, but most people would assume he had some kind of attraction to her. It was hard for (Name) to believe with him specifically.

She didn’t think she was particularly ugly, but Kurapika had made it pretty clear that he wasn’t interested in her during York New.

‘So why has he been acting so…’

(Name) sighed, scanning the items and putting them in plastic bags. ‘It’s confusing, I never know what he’s thinking or what he truly wants with me.’

He at least considered her a friend, and although she still had feelings for Kurapika, she was fine with just being friends. Hell, part of her wouldn’t mind if all he wanted was someone to fool around with to let off some stress, even if the thought of him using her for her body made her heart ache.

Anything was better than being abandoned again, after all.

————————

(Name) and Kurapika stood outside the lingerie store, the blonde next to her a blushing, stuttering mess. “D-do you come here often?”

She laughed, holding his hand. “No, not really. I’ve only been in here twice.”

Hesitantly, Kurapika allowed her to lead him inside. He’d never been inside a store purely meant for lingerie, and he was already overwhelmed.

“Hello ladies, if you need any help picking something out, please let me- wait, (Name)?”

The woman behind the counter had soft brown hair and big, pink eyes. She left her post, running towards (Name) and hugging her. “Dia? Oh my gosh, how have you been?”

The woman giggled, pulling away from the hug to get a good look at her. “I’ve been great! I just graduated this year, again thank you so much for saving me and mom. If you hadn’t, I wouldn’t have been able to graduate at all!”

Kurapika listened to this conversation with a confused look on his face. “Saved? What does she mean by that, (Name)?”

Dia blinked, looking at Kurapika. “Oh, is this your girlfriend (Name)?”

Kurapika blushed. “I’m not a girl…”

(Name) laughed, patting Kurapika’s arm reassuringly. “This is my friend, Kurapika. He’s a hunter too. And to answer your question, Kurapika, I work as a support hunter for a private company. Sometimes that work includes provide relief to disaster zones. I saved her from a burning building.”

Dia nodded, clinging to (Name). “Yeah, and my mom too! She carried us out like a fire fighter while crying.”

(Name) blushed. “H-hey! You guys were really heavy I’ll have you know!”

Dia laughed, and Kurapika couldn’t help but feel impressed. “(Name) that’s… amazing.”

(Name) waved her hand dismissively. “It’s nothing, I would do it again in a heartbeat.”

Dia smiled and pulled away, glancing back at Kurapika before looking at (Name). “So, what are you here for today? Is he your…”

She glanced at Kurapika with a sly smile, causing the both of them to blush and stutter. “N-no, he’s just a friend. Kurapika wanted to help me pick out my Halloween costume.”

Dia tilted her head, almost looking disappointed. “Halloween costume? You’re lucky, we just got some shipped in today. Come on, I’ll show you the new arrivals!”

Kurapika tried to stay calm, his face neutral as he followed behind the two. It was just lingerie, and he was helping (Name), his dear friend find a Halloween costume. Nothing more, nothing less.

But when they got to the plus sized section and he got a peek at the options laid out before him, it was hard not to imagine (Name) in them and subsequently get hard.

There was a decently wide variety, but the first thing Dia picked up was a devil themed lingerie set that would barely cover anything. Kurapika didn’t even know if it would cover her nipples.

“How about this? It’s our best seller right now!”

(Name) sighed, lifting the bottoms up. “Sorry, but my…”

She glanced at Kurapika, before continuing. “My um… lady bits would not fit in that. My ass would be hanging out.”

Dia tilted her head. “Is that a problem?”

Kurapika was too busy trying to not get hard to hear their conversation. He focused on the floor, counting the tiles.

“It’s for a costume party, so it will have to at least cover my bits. I’d prefer more coverage if possible.”

Dia sighed. “That’ll limit your options a bit. We have a few costumes this way that would probably work.”

(Name) grabbed Kurapika’s hand to lead him away, realizing how embarrassing it must be to shop for lingerie with his female friend. If only she knew that he was imagining her in each item of clothing he saw.

“These are the costumes with the most coverage. There’s only 7, with varying levels of it.”

(Name) looked over her options, humming softly. Kurapika watched as her eyes caught on an angel costume. It was a short, sleeveless white dress with little wings, and angel themed garter belts. Kurapika also noticed it came with a set of white, lacy lingerie.

He already thought of her as an angel, so imagining her in a costume like this wasn’t hard at all.

It was cute, but one look at the price tag made (Name) frown. “Ah, do you think these will go on clearance before this weekend?”

Dia shook her head, giving (Name) a sympathetic look. “No, probably not. Our costumes usually only go on sale after Halloween.”

(Name) sighed, glancing between the costumes. The cheapest option was a frumpy looking mermaid costume, and the lingerie paired with it was underwhelming at best. She picked it up, looking it over and sighing. “I think I’ll-“

Kurapika grabbed the angel costume in (Name)’s size and began walking towards the counter, not giving her a second glance.

“Pika, what are y- hey stop!”

She followed after him, face hot as she attempted to grab his sleeve. Kurapika gave her a look, setting the costume on the counter. “Don’t worry about it, (Name). Consider it payback for the peach cobbler.”

She whined a little, Dia scanning it with a smirk. “Pikaaa! Cobbler costs almost nothing to make, this costume is nearly $100!”

“Well, it’s the only costume for you. You are my angel, after all.”

She blinked, face growing hotter by the second. Kurapika smiled before leaning in to whisper into her ear. “And that was for teasing me the other day.”

He kissed her cheek before pulling back and paying for the costume, Dia staring at them both with shock in her eyes and a light blush on her cheeks. “(Name), I thought you said he wasn’t your boyfriend!”

“H-he isn’t!”

Kurapika had turned to leave, smirking to himself. “Then why did he buy lingerie for you? Is he some kind of pervert?”

The smirk fell from his face, his cheeks turning red. “W-what? Pervert?”

(Name) rolled her eyes, grabbing Kurapika’s hand. “He’s no pervert, he’s just… a little awkward when it comes to giving gifts.”

It was starting to dawn on Kurapika that he had bought (Name) lingerie. Not just a costume. “Wait, I just wanted to buy it for you, I promise it’s not like th-“

(Name) gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. “I know, Pika. You didn’t realize it, it’s fine. It’s still sweet that you bought my costume for me, I really appreciate it.”

He felt his heart thump against his chest, grateful for her understanding. (Name) exchanged numbers with Dia before leaving, never taking her hand out of Kurapika’s.

——————

It was Saturday, and after texting Dia, she agreed to come over and watch the kids for the night. “I really appreciate this, it’s been so long I’ve been able to go out with all my friends!” (Name) said, packing her costume and makeup into her bag. She couldn’t let the kids see what she’d be wearing, so her and Kurapika planned on getting dressed at Leorio’s apartment.

“It’s no problem, I owe you for saving me and mom.”

(Name) left a few $20 bills on the counter. “Here’s some money for dinner, keep anything left over.”

She turned to the three kids, giving them a group hug before cupping Killua’s cheeks.

“Killua.”

He gulped, staring into (Name)’s serious eyes. “Yes, mom?”

“I expect you to be on your BEST behavior tonight, okay?”

He pouted, puffing out his cheeks. “Hey, why aren’t you saying that to the others too?”

“Because if you are chill, the others usually follow suit.”

Killua couldn’t really argue with that, so he just sighed. “I’ll be on my best behavior.”

“Good, now…” she kissed each of their foreheads before grabbing her keys and purse. “I’ll be back late tonight, hopefully in time to tuck you all into bed. Bye!”

Gon patted Killua’s shoulder as she left, noticing Killua’s face falling. Dia turned to the kids, giving them a peppy smile. “So, who wants to play a board game?”

Kurapika looked up from the passenger seat, giving (Name) a shy smile. “Do you think they’ll be okay?”

“Oh, I’ll just be happy if I come back and the house is still intact.”

The two were quiet as they drove to Leorio’s apartment. Kurapika wasn’t the partying type, but he had to admit it was a little exciting.

This wouldn’t be just any ordinary party, it was organized by the Hunter Organization and would be a good chance to mingle with potential allies. Even though it was advertised as a fun party for the adult hunters of the world to have a moment of relaxation with free drinks and food, Kurapika knew that occasions such as these were not usually what they seemed.

“So any adult hunters are invited?”

(Name) nodded, pulling up to Leorio’s apartment. “Mhm, and there’s a strict no violence rule. So Kurapika…”

(Name) killed the car, taking a deep breath before continuing. “That means anyone, and I mean anyone with a Hunters license can attend.”

Kurapika understood what she was implying. He knew at least one of the Phantom Troupe members had a hunters license and had prepared for situations like this. It’s not like Kurapika was a wild animal, he could control his anger and need for vengeance against the Phantom Troupe if it meant keeping his friends safe and gaining something more important.

At least, he was assuming he could. A quick flashback to launching Chrollo into (Name) when he captured the leader of the Phantom Troupe surfaced in his mind, causing him to wince. “Yeah, I understand.”

She placed a hand over his, giving him a comforting smile. “If it helps, from what I heard the phantom troupe member almost never shows up to these kinds of events, I don’t think he even voted in the chairman election.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “Where did you hear that information from?”

(Name) remained quiet, and she almost looked… nervous. “You remember the person I got the information on Dracule Midnight from? It’s the same guy.”

Kurapika stared at her for a moment, eyeing her as she grabbed her purse and put her keys into it. “I see.”

He decided to leave it at that, not wanting to potentially ruin (Name)’s night. She’d been looking forward to this party all week, and he wasn’t going to ruin it over his usual suspicion and paranoia.

But Kurapika couldn’t get over the lingering thought that she was hiding something from him. Something big.

The two walked up to Leorio’s apartment, the tall man opening the door with a smile. “I finally get to see your costume in person! Go on, the bathroom is all yours sunshine. You go ahead, we can get ready out here.”

She gave him a smile before walking to the bathroom and closing the door behind her. Leorio and Kurapika glanced at each other. “So, did you finally decide on something, Kurapika?”

Kurapika dumped his bag onto the couch, answering Leorio’s question by holding up a pair of devil horns. “(Name) helped me choose.”

The two turned away from each other and changed in the living room. Kurapika gave Leorio a look when he saw his outfit. “… really?”

Leorio was wearing a white robe, a pair of sandals, and a fluffy beard. “Yeah. I’m god, I wanted to fit the theme.”

“Uh huh.”

Kurapika pulled on a shirt black hood, placing the little devil horns to the top of his head. When he looked himself in the mirror, he nearly laughed.

“Oh, Kurapika, your horns are crooked!”

The two turned to see (Name) walking out of the bathroom, both of their jaws neatly hitting the floor.

The short white dress clinged her figure, the sweetheart neckline showing off her ample breasts. She pulled at the fabric around her tummy a little, but besides that she didn’t seem to be too upset with her costume.

The garter belts squished against her thighs, soft flesh spilling over them. The halo on her head and wings on her back wiggled a little with each movement.

Leorio was the first to recover, clearing his throat and giving her a flustered smile. “Shit, sunshine, you look hot.”

Kurapika was still recovering, or else he would have sent Leorio a mean glare. He was definitely hard, but thankfully his cape was able to hide the evidence of his arousal.

“Thank you, Leorio. And…”

She walked over to Kurapika, reaching her arms up. When she did, her breasts squished together, giving the blonde a perfect look at her cleavage. She fixed his devil horns before smiling. “There, that’s better.”

She turned around to grab her purse, the two nearly passing out. Her plump ass was barley covered by her dress, and when she moved to pick up her purse Leorio quickly sprinted over. “Woah there, (Name)! That dress is too short to be bending over in. For tonight, just ask me or Kurapika if you need something grabbed, okay?”

She tilted her head. “Hmm? Okay, I understand.”

Leorio picked up her purse, even opting to carry it for her. Kurapika finally found his voice, letting out a soft. “Y-you look so pretty…” before he groaned and his his red face behind his hands.

(Name) felt her face burn, her hands finally leaving the fabric around her tummy. This made the blonde gulp, finally getting a full view of her figure.

He would give anything to have her in his arms, to squish and knead her soft flesh, but right now he had to focus. This party was a good chance to get more information on the eyes, and maybe even the phantom troupe!

She popped her glossy lips in the mirror, looking over her makeup one last time before before she turned to the other two. “Let’s get going, then!”

The three climbed into (Name)’s van, Leorio taking the wheel. “It’s being held in that big hotel in the center of town. Apparently Pariston rented out the whole thing so Hunters out of town could stay for free.”

(Name) seemed to grimace at the mention of Pariston’s name, something that didn’t go unnoticed by the blonde next to her. ‘Do they have some kind of history..?’

Kurapika didn’t want to think of the slimy, former zodiac having anything to do with (Name), but they at least knew each other.

“We’re here.”

Kurapika was quick to get out and rush over to (Name)’s side, offering his hand. “Here, let me help you.”

(Name) giggled, giving him her hand and allowing him to place a hand on her waist to support her as she stepped out. The two checked over her, making sure everything was in place.

“You two worry too much! Even if something rides up, they’ll probably think what I’m wearing underneath is a part of my costume.”

Kurapika nearly had a heart attack, looking down her body. “W-what do you mean by that?”

(Name) raised an eyebrow. “I’m wearing the lingerie that came with my costume. I wasn’t going to, but I figured I might as well, considering how expensive it is.”

She giggled, holding onto her purse. “Who knows? I might even get lucky tonight~”

Kurapika nearly choked on his spit, Leorio quickly patting his back. “E-excuse me?”

(Name) snickered, playing with the hem of her dress. “I don’t know, I heard there’s some pretty handsome new Hunters attending this party, maybe I’ll get lucky.”

Kurapika didn’t answer, gritting his teeth as he clenched his fists in his pockets. “…”

He didn’t want to imagine her in the arms of another man, it made his hands itch. Kurapika wouldn’t know what he would do if someone even thought about touching her tonight.

It seemed like the blonde had a new goal. Make sure she doesn’t get lucky tonight.

Leorio gave the blonde a worried glance. He knew (Name) a lot better than Kurapika did, so he knew she wasn’t being serious. (Name) was a virgin, and she was saving it for someone she loved.

He knew this from… experience.

Leorio shook his head, trying not think of the past, a past where him and (Name) clung to each other after the events of York New. He’d been so worried about her after Kurapika’s harsh words and actions, he stayed with her an entire month.

‘… I still wish I never did that, never made her… made her feel like she owed me…’

Even though (Name) had consoled him time and time again, saying it wasn’t his fault she felt that way, he still felt guilty. They hadn’t had sex, and Leorio was glad. She wasn’t ready, and was only willing to do it due to her desperate need to keep him with her.

He could remember her tears, her trembling arms when he pulled her top off. “(Name)? Sunshine what’s wrong?”

She shook her head, hiccuping, wiping at her tears. “N-nothing! Nothings wrong, you can… you can do whatever you want to me.”

Leorio paused, pulling his hands away from her breasts. “… (Name), sex isn’t something I do to you, it’s something we do together.”

She shook her head, her chest heaving. “Please… please I promise it’s okay, j-just promise you won’t leave me, a-and you can do anything. I promise… I promise I won’t cry, I-“

She felt something her fall onto her cheeks, looking up to see Leorio’s eyes full of tears. “Oh, oh sunshine…”

He pulled her close, kissing the top of her head. “No, no I can’t do that to you. I love you, (Name), and that means staying with you, no matter what. Your body is yours, it isn’t something you should… should feel you have to give me.”

(Name) began to sob, and they held each other. Leorio helped get her dressed, ordering takeout before they crashed on the couch together.

Since then, he hasn’t made a real move on her. It was obvious to him she wasn’t in love, that she was so scared he’d leave that she was willing to do anything. Leorio wanted, loved her, but now that Kurapika was back…

The way she looked at him, teased him, blushed in Kurapika’s presence was something Leorio had never experienced. He wanted to hate Kurapika, but he couldn’t. She loved him so much, so much that Leorio couldn’t help but cheer the blonde on a little. At the end of the day, Leorio wanted (Name)’s happiness more than anything, and if that meant letting Kurapika have her, he would be okay with that.

“Leorio, do you think I’ll be able to stuff some of those fancy chocolates in my purse for the kiddos? You’ll cover for me right?”

Leorio let out a barking laugh, joining her side. “Yeah, only if I get some too.”

——————

Everyone’s eyes were on the three when they walked in.

Well, more like everyone’s eyes were on (Name) and her form fitting costume. Kurapika could already feel the leering glares of several men on (Name), his grip on her hand tightening slightly.

“(Name)!”

Kurapika barely had time to react, (Name) was already being picked up and spun around by a certain blue haired woman. “Menchi!”

The two laughed, (Name) hugging her tight. “Oh, I haven’t seen you in forever!” (Name) said, looking up at her.

She was wearing a chef costume, or perhaps it was just her uniform?

Menchi sighed, patting her cheek affectionately. “Well, I was in York New a few months ago, same time as you. I swear I felt your aura when I was shopping, but then it disappeared.”

“Huh? That’s weird. I would have loved to see you!”

Kurapika looked away, focusing on the floor. When they were shopping for her dress in York New, Kurapika sensed Menchi’s presence and had (Name) use Zetsu so she couldn’t be detected.

(Name) didn’t seem to remember this, so Kurapika stayed quiet. He didn’t like Menchi, and didn’t want to admit he did it out of jealousy.

“So who’s all here? I don’t have everyone’s numbers, so I only knew you and Bisky would be coming.”

Menchi hummed. “Well, I know I saw Satotz and that magician guy.”

Leorio and (Name) groaned. “Not Hisoka. Why is he here, who invited him?”

“Me.”

The two screamed, (Name) jumping into Leorio’s arms. Behind them stood Illumi, dressed in a vampire costume. He had snuck up behind them so quietly none of the three had noticed.

“Holy- we need to put a bell on you.”

Leorio set (Name) down, making sure to check her dress to ensure nothing rode up before he began to step away. “I’m uh… going to go mingle with the others. You two have fun.”

Illumi stared down at the two, Menchi having snuck away moments prior. “(Name). Blonde one.”

Kurapika scowled as he held onto (Name)’s arm protectively. “What do you want, Illumi?”

The dark haired man glanced down to where Kurapika held onto (Name). “… nothing. Just wanted to tell (Name) that I’ll be in town next month.”

She stiffened next to Kurapika, nodding. “Okay, just text me when.”

Kurapika blinked, looking between the two, but didn’t ask anything until Illumi was out of earshot. “Okay, what the hell was that? What business do you have with Illumi?”

(Name) let go of his arm, thinking for a moment before answering. “… he’s the one that helped me get the Kurta cookbook, so I owe him a favor.”

Kurapika paused, glancing at the dark haired assassin as he walked away. “I see.”

Kurapika followed (Name) around as she talked to random Hunters, occasionally tugging her away if their eyes drifted below her face.

“Hey, I wasn’t done talking to him!” (Name) complained as Kurapika pushed her down the hallway.

“He was staring at you inappropriately.” Kurapika said as he stared at her ass while she walked ahead of him.

“Yeah, I know. Didn’t I say I was planning on getting lucky tonight?”

Kurapika’s eye twitched. “Yes, you did say that. However, that’s not happening.”

“Excuse you?”

(Name) turned on her heels, poking a finger into his chest. “I don’t know who you think you are, Kurapika Kurta, but I can do what I want with my body. It’s none of your business. It’s not like you’re my boyfriend or something!”

She huffed and began to walk off, the blonde hurrying to catch up. “W-wait! I just want to make sure you’re… you’re safe! Not all Hunters are good people, for gods sake, Hisoka became a Hunter!”

(Name) paused, her pout fading away into a soft frown. “I can handle myself, but… I appreciate you worrying over me. It’s sweet.”

Kurapika almost felt guilty. He didn’t say these things out of genuine worry, he was jealous, yet she was smiling and thanking him. “… I’m not sweet, (Name),”

(Name) shook her head and grabbed his hand. “You are, Kurapika. You’re always worrying over me, it shows me you really do care.”

Kurapika felt his heart squeeze painfully as she followed him towards a large room. ‘No, if anyone’s sweet it’s you, (Name).’

They walked into the room, spotting Cheadle speaking to some new hunters. “Cheadle! Cheadlee!!”

The woman looked up, seeing (Name) approaching with Kurapika not far behind. “Ahh, Miss (Name). I see you were able to attend after all.”

She was dressed as Sophie from Howl’s Moving Castle, wearing the blue dress from the majority of the movie.

Chairwoman Cheadle offered a hand to shake, (Name) pulling her in for a hug instead. “H-hey! I’m the Chairwoman, have some respect!”

But she hugged (Name) back, huffing. “Well, I guess it’s okay, after all you had to deal with Pariston’s antics.”

Kurapika watched the interaction with wide eyes, still trying to figure out (Name)’s connection to Pariston. “Hehe, sorry Cheadle. I forget that you got the Chairman position after Pariston stepped down.”

Cheadle huffed. “Speaking of Pariston, he’s going around telling people we are matching on purpose, so don’t believe him. He heard I was coming as Sophie and bought a Howl costume before I had time to get another one! He just loves to mess with me…”

(Name) grimaced. “Oh, damn it.”

Kurapika scowled, putting a hand on his shoulder. “Howl is that guy from the movie we watched, correct?”

(Name) groaned, leaning into his shoulder. “Yeah, and he’s my favorite character. Ugh…”

They said their goodbyes to Cheadle before moving to the next room. It seemed to be set up with multiple games, including stuff like bobbing for apples, a few different arcade machines, and carnival games.

“Is that…”

Kurapika watched as (Name)’s face lit up. “Knuckle! Shoot! Morel!”

She sprinted away, squealing and giggling in delight. A man with a black pompadour turned, his face shifting from an annoyed one to one of surprise when (Name) jumped up and into his arms.

“Shit, buttercup is that you?”

Kurapika felt his blood boil when the man held her up like she was a cat, his hands under her arms and dangerously close to her boobs. “Hehe, yes it’s me!”

The man pulled her into a hug, spinning her around before placing her on her feet. “I’m so glad to see you’re doing alright now. You’re quite the little fighter aren’t ya?”

The men beside him turned to greet her, the tallest crouching down to her level and ruffling her hair. “Gave us a real scare back then, ya know?”

The other man, one with purple hair laughed, pinching her cheek. “This one ain’t going down without a fight. Remember what she did to that ant?”

Kurapika wasn’t paying much attention to the conversation, just standing behind (Name) and tapping his foot like a petulant child. “Hey, who’s your friend, (Name)?”

Kurapika kept a hand on her hip, eyeing the men. “Oh, this is Kurapika! We took the Hunter Exam together!”

At the mention of his name, the three grimaced. “I see, he’s the rat zodiac c-“

“Ain’t he that lowlife that broke your wrist?”

(Name) frowned, and suddenly Kurapika wasn’t so testy. “Hey, it was an accident. Damn it, Killua needs to stop telling everyone my business.”

Knuckle squared up to the blonde, looking down at him. Kurapika didn’t falter, staring back up at knuckle with his eyes turning scarlet. “He bothering you, buttercup? I don’t really care for men that lay hands on women, I’ll have you know.”

The black haired man pushed (Name) behind him, keeping an arm held out protectively. “No, he’s not bothering me. Kurapika is my friend, and he already apologized for that.”

(Name) stepped between the two before they could fight, immediately changing the subject. “Anyways, what are you all dressed as?”

Knuckle stared at Kurapika for a second longer before taking a deep breath and turning his gaze to (Name). “Well, I’m a greaser. Shoot’s the grim reaper, and Morel is Frankenstein’s monster.”

(Name) giggled. “Oh, those are excellent costumes! They fit you all so well!”

Shoot smiled, patting her shoulder. “Yeah, and an angel fits you pretty well.”

“Though, I don’t think anything’s angelic about how much skin you’re showing, girlie.” Morel teased.

Her face heated up, and she played with her dress as Knuckle blinked. The man hadn’t taken the time to actually look at her costume, too focused on Kurapika.

“O-oh yeah, you look…”

He stare down at her, now noticing just how much skin she was showing. His eyes landed on her ample breasts, and Kurapika growled. “Her eyes are up here, you creep.”

Knuckle blushed, holding up his hands. “I didn’t mean it! You uh, you look real good buttercup. Hot.”

(Name) laughed, giving Knuckle a reassuring squeeze. “It’s fine, I’m dressed like this for a reason. I don’t mind you looking~”

She smiled up at him, giggling. This made Knuckle short circuit, his hands up in the air as he tried to stutter out a response.

“Ehem.”

Kurapika cleared his throat, his scarlet eyes narrowed as he glared at them. “Can I have a word with you, angel?”

He grabbed her arm, squeezing lightly to make sure she understood. “Oh, sure. I’ll see you guys later!”

(Name) waved to them as she was dragged away, Knuckle scowling. “Should we really let him take her away like that? He hurt her before, and he’s obviously pissed off over something.” Knuckle said, watching their figures as they disappeared from sight.

“He isn’t giving off any malicious aura. And I think we more than anyone understand that she can handle herself.” Morel answered, going back to his game.

Shoot put a hand on Knuckle’s shoulder. “I know you have a soft spot for her, but she’ll be okay. Leorio’s around her somewhere, he isn’t going to let anything happen to her.”

Knuckle sighed, finally looking away from the two. “Yeah, you’re right.”

———————

(Name) whined a little, nearly tripping over her own two feet as she was dragged away by Kurapika. “H-hey, slow down, I’m gonna trip!”

The blonde didn’t respond, but squeezed (Name)’s hand gently. She huffed, but let him continue to pull her away.

That was until they spotted Hanzo lingering in the hallway. Everything happened so quick that (Name) could barely process it.

Kurapika scanned the area, opened up the door to the janitors closet, shoved her in, then pinned her to the wall. “Use Zetsu.”

Under any other circumstances, she may have argued, but (Name) didn’t really want to talk to Hanzo in the first place, so she complied.

They watched his shadow pass under the door, keeping as quiet as they could. (Name) squirmed slightly, feeling Kurapika’s knee between her thighs. He had his hand covering his mouth, and when Hanzo finally left he turned those scarlet eyes on her.

“He’s gone.” (Name) said softly, expecting Kurapika to move.

But he didn’t.

He nodded, looking down at her, his eyes traveling from her face, to her chest, and then to the knee he had between her thighs.

She squeaked when he moved it up to her crotch, her hands shooting out to his chest. “H-hey, what are y-“

In a flash, she was turned around, now facing the wall as Kurapika pressed against her. One of his hands moved upwards to her chest, cupping one of her breasts as the other slipped under her dress. “P-Pika! You-“

“You said you wanted to get lucky tonight, didn’t you?”

(Name) felt her cheeks grow hot, and she couldn’t deny that the feeling of his fingers growing closer to her panties was getting her worked up. “I… I did say that.”

Kurapika leaned in, planting kisses on her neck. “Mhm, you did. And god, it pissed me off.”

She squeaked when he bit down on her neck, his index finger tapping against her clothed pussy. “Can’t even think about someone else touching you…”

(Name) let out a shaky breath when he began to rub her through her panties, whining softly. “Kurapika…”

He continued nipping at her neck, gently sucking on her sensitive skin. “Shh, you don’t want anyone to hear us, do you?”

(Name) pouted, but quieted down, squeezing her eyes shut. “There, that’s my good girl. Only I get to hear those sounds, you got it? Only me.”

She felt his hard on press into her ass as he continued to rub her through her panties, his index finger finding her clit. He paused when she let out a soft moan, bucking her hips into his hand.

“Does that feel good, angel?”

He rubbed circles into her clit, kissing up her neck and jaw. “Mhm… r-right there, stay right there.”

He smiled against her cheek before tilting her head to the side to steal a kiss. “So pretty… my angel, I just want to make you feel good, okay?”

She whimpered into his mouth, feeling his tongue slip into hers. “Mmph..!”

She was getting close, beginning to buck her hips into his hand. “P-Pika! Pika!”

He groaned, her ass pressing right into his crotch. “That’s it, almost there. Just focus on my fingers, okay angel?”

She nodded, holding onto the wall, letting out a mewl as she came. When her legs buckled, he caught her with an arm around her waist. “You did so good, angel. Now let’s-“

A loud bang on the door made the two jump, Kurapika having to support her so she didn’t fall over. “(Name), Kurapika, are you in here?”

‘Damn it, Leorio!’ Kurapika cursed in his mind, looking down at the woman in his arms. She was still recovering from her orgasm, clinging to his shirt and whimpering. “Yeah, we’re in here. She had a wardrobe malfunction so I needed to fix it.”

“Ah, okay. I’ll be waiting in the next room, hurry up they brought out drinks, and Kite wants to see (Name)!”

Leorio’s footsteps retreated away, Kurapika sighing before looking down at her. “… you alright, (Name)? Can you stand?”

She nodded slowly, letting Kurapika pull her to her feet. “Yeah…”

(Name) was avoiding eye contact, her face hot and her legs a little wobbly. His hands travelled her body, playing with the hem of her dress. “We can… continue after you talk with Kite if y-“

“I have to go to the bathroom!”

Kurapika blinked, watching her rush out of the closet and to the women’s bathroom. He was left alone, his heart thumping against his chest. ‘Oh, oh shit. Did I do something wrong? Did she… not like it?’

He looked down at his hand, biting his lip. He brought his finger to lip, gently lapping up her juices.

Kurapika’s eyes shot open, quickly closing the door and locking it. ‘Fuck!’

He’d need to deal with his aching cock before he could even think about leaving. ‘She… she tastes so good…’

———————

(Name) sat on the toilet, trying to clean up the cum dripping down her legs as best as possible. When there was no more evidence of her cum, she stood up and left the stall, walking over to the mirror.

She groaned, washing her hands before she placed a finger over her neck. There were the beginnings of hickeys on her skin, and if she didn’t cover them, everyone would notice. ‘Shit… I didn’t have these before, everyone will know someone gave me these at this party!’

She wanted to be upset, but she couldn’t. It felt good, and to have all of Kurapika’s attention on her was something she thought she could only imagine. He’d touched her, kissed her, and god she wanted more.

‘Why did I run away?’

(Name) sighed, trying to cool off the hickeys with cold water to hopefully make them go away as she thought this over. It wasn’t that she didn’t like it, she really did, but…

‘You disgust me.’

Her insecurities were still holding her back, the fear that he only wanted her for her body making it hard to let go. Even after he reassured her that she was important to him, it still lingered in the back of her mind.

Besides, she wanted to give her virginity to someone she loved.

‘Do I love Kurapika?’

This is something she had been asking herself almost daily since he came back into her life. At one point, she did, but…

‘I’m… definitely attracted to him…’ she thought, still feeling the fuzzy feeling in her tummy from her orgasm. ‘And I do like him, romantically…’

But did she trust him to not leave as soon as he got to sleep with her? It made her heart hurt to doubt him, but she did.

She didn’t even know if he liked her, or if he just wanted a sexual relationship. (Name) felt her tummy twist in knots, her eyes brimming with tears. She was conflicted, was she okay with doing more with him?

Before she could think of this anymore, the bathroom door opened, and a familiar head of blonde hair came into view, two twin tails bouncing as the girl walked closer.

“B-Bisky!” (Name) attempted to hide her hickeys, but Bisky only scoffed. She was wearing a princess peach costume, already pulling off her long white gloves.

“Oh honey, I saw those the second I walked in. There’s no hiding them.”

(Name) groaned, leaning against the sink. “Everyone’s going to see, I’ll be so embarrassed…”

She thought back to Kurapika’s words, feeling herself grow wet again. ‘Was he… was he jealous?’

Bisky patted her back, giving her a reassuring smile. “I might have something that can help.”

The woman pulled a pink, fluffy scarf out of her bag, holding it out to her. “Here, hun. This should help.”

(Name) sniffled, wiping her eyes before wrapping it around her neck. “Thank you, Bisky… this is better.”

Bisky gave her a hug, patting her back. “It’s good to see you again. What happened to have you in such a tizzy?”

(Name)’s cheek heated up again, her eyes looking to the floor. “W-well… my friend and I… we um…”

She twiddled her thumbs. “We didn’t have sex, b-but he rubbed me through my panties and gave me these hickeys.”

Bisky blushed. “Oh wow, are you talking about that tall handsome one? (Name), you naughty girl!”

She squeaked and shook her head. “N-no, it wasn’t Leorio! It was Kurapika…”

“The blonde brat? Oh, you could do such much better than that. He’s so… thin and-“

(Name) puffed out her cheeks. “Well I like him! He’s a little skinny, but I don’t mind! He can be really sweet and…”

She played with her hair, feeling butterflies flutter in her tummy. Bisky sighed, closing her purse and walking towards the sink to wash her hands. “You must really like this boy, (Name). You’re all flustered.”

(Name) nodded, pulling her scarf around herself tighter. “I… I do like him.”

Bisky smiled. “Then go for it. He obviously likes you if he got his fingers all up in your p-“

“Bisky!”

(Name) covered her face in embarrassment while Bisky rolled her eyes. “Oh, hush. Now why don’t you go enjoy the party? I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

(Name) nodded, about to leave. “Wait.”

She stopped, turning. “You bought another costume from that store, didn’t you? I told you to call me if you needed to find something in your size, you deserve to wear whatever you want.”

(Name) whined. “But you were busy, I didn’t want to bother you!”

Bisky huffed. “Hey, you’re my sweet (Name), I don’t mind spoiling you every once in a while!”

She patted (Name)’s shoulder, the younger girl pouting a little. “Don’t be a brat, I’ll be sending you some new dresses as soon as I get home, and you’ll like them!”

(Name) nodded. “You really don’t have to, Bisky…”

“But I want to. Now shoo!”

(Name) hurried out, taking a deep breath before entering the hallway.

———————

Kurapika sat in a corner, trying not to cry as Leorio consoled him. “I’m an idiot, fuck what if she hates me now?”

Leorio sighed, patting his back. “Kurapika, I don’t think she hates you. She was probably just embarrassed. Or was um…”

He cleared his throat, feeling himself grow aroused just thinking of it. “She may have been dripping, Kurapika. That’s most likely why she ran to the bathroom.”

Kurapika sniffled, wiping his eyes. “You think so? She doesn’t hate me or thinks I’m a creep?”

“How many times do I have to say she likes you before you actually get it through your thick skull? If you could’ve seen how she acted after-“

Leorio paused, but Kurapika had an idea of what he meant. The blonde looked to the floor, sighing. “I know I hurt her, but… but I really want her. I want…”

Kurapika blushed, his heart thumping wildly against his chest. “I want to be with her.”

Leorio didn’t say anything, his face neutral. “… then show her you care. You should try asking her on a date.”

Kurapika choked, coughing and patting his chest. He told himself he would do just that as soon as he got back, but he chickened out last minute. “A date… I’ll… I’ll do it.”

Leorio patted his back before helping out. “You’ll do it tonight?”

Kurapika’s breath hitched. “No, no I’ll need time. If I do it tonight I’ll have a nervous breakdown.”

Leorio laughed. “Yeah, okay man. You should do it soon, though. You’re not her only admirer, not by a long shot.”

Kurapika stiffened at this, his eyes flashing scarlet. “… and you’re one of them, aren’t you Leorio?”

Leorio sighed, putting a hand on his hip. “I am, and don’t get the wrong idea. I’m helping you because she really likes you and I want her to be happy. If you hurt her again Kurapika…”

He placed a hand on the blonde’s shoulder, his grip tightening. “Then I’ll make sure you never get to see her again. Just remember that.”

Kurapika stayed quiet, pushing past Leorio and walking out the door. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

As (Name) moved through the building, she felt like she was being… watched. Something was following her, staying in the shadows to try and hide.

“Who’s there?”

She tried to remain calm, but was trembling just a little. She knew Hisoka was there, and the two didn’t exactly have the best track record.

“It’s just me, (Name).”

She nearly screamed when a figure appeared in front of her, pulling her in to a nearby room.

“W-what are you doing here, Shalnark?”

The perky blonde in front of her grinned, glancing down at her costume for a moment before holding a finger over his lips. “Shh, your little boyfriend is here, right? You shouldn’t say my name so loud.”

She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. “Damn it Chrollo… Shal, he’s not my boyfriend!”

Shalnark snickered, keeping her pinned against the wall. “Yeah yeah, whatever. That doesn’t matter. The boss asked me to attend last minute so I could tell you that we’ll need you this week, Monday to Wednesday. Meet us in the York New airport at 3pm Monday afternoon, sharp.”

He patted her cheek playfully before pulling out his phone and snapping a picture of her. “H-hey, what was that for?”

He shrugged, walking towards the door and pulling the black hood of his cloak back over his head. “Don’t worry about it.”

Then, he was gone. (Name) could only hope he left the party all together. If he bumped into Kurapika, it would be a catastrophe.

She sighed, leaving the room and making her way towards Kite.

————————

Kite sat on a couch, Hisoka and Illumi lingering nearby. The room was somewhat crowded, but there was always space around them, as if people were scared to get too close. “(Name), you’re here.” Kite said as (Name) wiggled her way to them through the crowd.

“Kite!”

They could see the tears welling up in her eye, and Kite couldn’t help but smile and open their arms. (Name)’s lip trembled and she fell into their lap, crying into their shoulder.

“I’m so sorry… if I had stayed with you, m-maybe you wouldn’t have to-“

Kite laughed, patting her back. “You know it wouldn’t have ended any different, (Name). If you had stayed, you would have died then too.”

She went quiet, hiding her face in their shoulder. Kite looked different now. They had long red hair, a woman’s body. But they were still the same Kite she knew before, their aura kind and strong.

“I didn’t even get to see you before you left, I was still in the hospital…” she said softly as Kite wiped away her tears. Kite sighed.

“I know, I was going to visit you, but you were resting and I didn’t want to wake you and Killua up. I left you some poppies, though.”

She gasped, looking up at them. “That was you? I still have them in my garden!”

Kite nodded, a smile tugging at their lips. “I’m glad you liked them. We were all real worried about you, (Name). After all, you did d-“

As they continued to speak, Hisoka watched, a smirk on his lips. “I’ve been waiting to see her since Killua took Alluka back.”

Illumi hummed. “That’s because I forbid you from interfering with her. After what happened with the Chimera Ants, she was placed at the top of the potential threats lists for the Hunter Association. Even I’m not sure why she isn’t under constant surveillance. After she took Killua and Alluka in, I stepped back. I can’t just force myself in, her nen and range is too powerful to risk it.”

Hisoka leaned against the bar, laughing. “So that’s why you’re going about it in a more… subtle way?”

Illumi nodded, sipping on his drink. “If I can take her as a bride, not only will I have her power at my disposal, but Alluka and Killua will be in the palms of my hands. They care for that woman too much, really.”

The two continued to watch (Name), keeping their distance. Hisoka stretched slightly. “I don’t think that’s the entire truth though, is it, Lumi? Your heart beats faster when you look at her.”

The man scoffed, finishing his drink. “It’s because I’m excited to finally have all of that power to myself.”

But they both knew he was only telling half truths.

(Name) sat comfortably in Kite’s lap for a little longer, catching them up on her life. “Yeah, Gon is visiting for Halloween. Are going to come visit?”

“Unfortunately I can’t. I’ll be leaving in the morning and be gone on a mission until late November.”

Kite cupped her cheek when she pouted. “Oh, don’t pout (Name). I’ll still be able to make it to your little fall celebration. Gon will be there, correct?”

(Name) nodded, her eyes lighting up. “Yeah, he will be! It takes place near the end of November, I’ll text you the date when I get home!”

Kite smiled, helping her up before they walked over to the bar. “I’ll see you then, (Name). Your friends are waiting for you, go on.”

(Name) turned to see Leorio and Kurapika waiting by the door, Kurapika’s face and eyes a soft red.

“Okay… bye, Kite!”

She gave them one last hug before walking off, looking over her shoulder to see Kite watching her go with a soft look in their eyes.

“(Name)…”

Kurapika’s eyebrow twitched slightly when he saw the scarf covering the marks he left on her. “Hello, Pika…”

She seemed shy now, holding onto his and Leorio’s hands. “Let’s get some drinks and go dance! We have another hour before we have to be home.”

——————

Kurapika was deemed the designated driver, mostly due to him not being the biggest fan of drinking. The last time he did, he embarrassed himself and clung to (Name) like a child.

But now he was starting to wonder if he should have let Leorio take the responsibility of DD as he watched the two giggle and dance together. He was almost jealous as he sipped on his cola, making a face when Leorio spun her around before resting his hands on her hips.

“Ah, you’ve been staring at her a lot, Kurta. I didn’t know you and (Name) were close.”

Kurapika took a deep breath and exhaled through his nose before putting a tired smile on his face. “Hello, Pariston. I see you’re as annoying as usual.”

The man next to him smiled, sitting down as he watched the two dance with Kurapika. “Annoying, maybe, but am I wrong, Kurta? Your eyes have rarely left her tonight. And I heard Leorio found you two in a closet.”

Kurapika’s cheek lit up a bright red. “… that’s none of your business, Pariston. Who I look at has nothing to do with you.”

“Oh, but it does. That woman… she’s quite special, you know? Not many people have accomplished what she has. Hell, if I hadn’t been in town when it happened, I wouldn’t have believed it myself.”

Kurapika’s eyes narrowed, the blonde setting his glass down on the bar. “What the hell are you talking about?”

Pariston smirked, leaning against his seat. “Oh, I forgot. She hasn’t told you, has she? Not that many people know what happened in the first place, and you weren’t picking up the phone when it took place.”

Kurapika felt his annoyance rising. “Are you talking about chimera ant incident? (Name) was involved!?”

Pariston put a finger to his lips. “Indeed she was, a key player you could say.”

The man downed a shot as he eyed (Name). “I can’t tell you anymore than that, though. I have an agreement with her.”

Kurapika growled, turning towards the man. “I swear to god, just t-“

“Kurapika, come dance with usss!”

(Name) was squeezing through the crowd, being steadied by Knuckle then caught by Leorio when she nearly tripped. She paused when she saw Pariston, her eyes narrowing.

“Pariston.”

The dirty blonde haired man grinned, looking her up and down. “(Name), it’s a pleasure to see you. You’re looking rather… divine.”

She didn’t seem impressed, grabbing Kurapika’s hand. “Come on, Pika.”

He couldn’t argue, especially not when she was pressing up against him, giggling and dancing. But as he spun and held her, Kurapika couldn’t help but think back to Pariston’s words. ‘What is she hiding from me?’

Kurapika sighed as the party began to wind down, his two friends now thoroughly drunk. (Name) was leaning against his shoulder, soft giggles and slurred words leaving her lips. “This was fun… but gotta… gotta get home to the kids.”

She attempted to stand, but fell back and into Kurapika’s lap. He steadied her, his hands drifting to her plush hips. “Hey, let me carry you, angel. Leorio, come on, we’re leaving.”

Leorio finished his drink. “Ya gonna carry me too, Kurta?”

Kurapika scoffed, carrying (Name) on his back. “Absolutely not.”

Leorio pouted playfully, standing up and following the two. “You’re no fun.”

(Name) wrapped her arms around Kurapika, moving to kiss his cheek. “Thank you, Pika…”

He blushed, readjusting her on his back and holding onto her thighs. “It’s no problem, (Name). I’ll always be here to carry you home.”

She hummed against his neck, before planting a wet kiss on it. “Mmm… you made me feel really good earlier, Pika…”

His breath hitched, his heart thumping against his chest. “(Name)… what do you think you’re doing?”

She giggled, gently nibbling and kissing his neck. “Giving my Pika some kisses… muah muah!”

He stuttered, face going red. “W-what? I…”

It felt nice, her lips on his neck soft and warm, but she was drunk. He set her on her feet, brushing her hair out of her face. “Angel, you can’t… give me kisses right now. You’re not yourself.”

Her lip trembled, her pretty (e/c) eyes looking up at him filling with tears. “Y-you don’t want my kisses? But we kissed in the closet earlier…”

Now Kurapika was panicking, attempting to soothe her and wipe away her tears.

Leorio snickered next to him. “Heyy, what about me, (Name)?”

She sniffled, then looked up at Leorio, reaching for him. “Lemme give my Leorio some kisses too…”

Kurapika blinked, seeing the two leaning in to kiss, and quickly pulled her away. “H-hey! No, you’re both drunk!”

(Name) whined in his arms and struggled as she tried to get to Leorio. “But m-my Leorio needs kisses! Why are you being so m-mean!”

She began to cry and hiccup, Leorio sighing softly. “Shhh, s’okay, (Name). Let’s get home.”

Kurapika held her to his chest, rubbing soothing circles into her back. If he wasn’t so jealous in the moment, he would think her need to give her friends affection was quite cute. “Come on, let’s get you in the car.”

He drove them home, the car parked crooked as he tried to get out as fast as possible. Kurapika caught the two inching closer through the rear view mirror, having to pull (Name) out by the waist before her and Leorio’s lips could touch.

“Hey..!” she wiggled and squirmed, but was too drunk to hold onto her frustration for long. After a minute, Kurapika was able to carry her inside and up the stairs with no problems.

“You are a real pain to deal with, (Name).” he teased, setting her down on her bed. She pouted at him, eyes half lidded as she looked up.

“And you’re mean… got me all worked up, and I don’t even know if you like me…”

She huffed, pulling her blanket up to her chin and turning away from him. Kurapika felt his heart squeeze painfully. The blonde sat down next to her, playing with her hair.

“… (Name), you mean a lot to me. Really, you do. I just… it’s hard for me to give into my feelings. If I do, then my goals may be at stake. It would be selfish of me to fall in love, but… at the same time I want to. I want to be with you, and-“

The sounds of her soft snores made him blink. Had she heard anything he said? From the look of her peaceful face, probably not.

He pushed a piece of hair out of her face, placing a kiss on her forehead. “Goodnight, (Name).”

————————

The next two days, things were a bit awkward between (Name) and Kurapika. They both had hickey they gave one another, and were still trying to comprehend the things they did together at the costume party.

As Monday rolled around, (Name) walked down the stairs with her suitcase, Kurapika jumping up and taking it from her. “Here, let me.”

She blushed, looking away shyly as he took it from her. Being around him wasn’t easy, she could already feel herself growing wet just thinking about the way he touched her. His words then made her so fucking horny, and the way his hand held onto her waist as he guided her outside made her stomach do backflips.

The kids were already gone, staying the first night with Leorio so he could study in his apartment and watch them at the same time. “I’ll be back Wednesday, I made some premade meals, all you have to do is warm them up.”

Kurapika nodded, placing her suitcase in her van. “… are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?”

She bit her lip. “It’s a solo mission, a favor in exchange for a favor.”

The blonde frowned. “Why won’t you tell me anything about this informant? Don’t you trust me?”

Even Kurapika knew using that line was a little manipulative, but god he was tired of things being hidden from him. He needed to know more.

She blinked, cranking up the van before answering. “Kurapika, it’s not that I don’t trust you. The person just… doesn’t like meeting with strangers.”

This was a blatant lie, and before Kurapika could call her out on it, she kissed his cheek. “I have to get to my flight before I’m late. Bye, Pika.”

He was distracted by the kiss just long enough for her to get into her van and drive away. Now Kurapika was alone, standing in the driveway and watching her go with a soft look in his eyes.

‘Wait… I’m home alone…’

His mind went back to Saturday night, when he got a taste of (Name) for the first time. Kurapika had been waiting for an opportunity like this, and now that he was alone, he could act on his plans.

The blonde walked back inside and up to (Name)’s bathroom. Thankfully, she hadn’t washed the dirty clothes in her hamper yet, meaning…

Kurapika dig through the clothes, and swallowing thickly when he found what he was looking for.

A pair of used panties.

Over the next few days, Kurapika lost buckets of cum, almost turning animalistic when being able to smell and taste her while jerking off.

———————

(Name) was finally home, walking inside only to immediately be tackled by all of the kids. “Mom!”

Killua clung to her, Alluka jumping onto her back and Gon tugging at her arm. “Hey, lay off, she just walked in the door!”

Leorio picked all three of them up, Kurapika grabbing her suitcase. For some reason Kurapika looked… super relaxed? “Welcome home, (Name). I hope everything went well.”

He smiled at her, his eyes gentle and cheeks pink. She blinked, giving him a smile in return. ‘What the hell happened while I was gone?’

After unpacking, (Name) began planning out Halloween, which was only a week away now. Zushi would be flying in two days before and leave November 2nd, so she’d have to pick up from the airport and make sure an air mattress was ready for him.

She spent the week leading up to Halloween decorating, making themed treats, and watching movies with her friends. There was also some last minute fixes to their costumes that needed to be tended to.

The day came for Zushi to be picked up, and she brought the kids along to greet him. “Zushi!”

Gon and Killua ran to meet up with him, the three hugging and smiling. “I can’t believe Master Wing let you come! He’s usually so strict.”

Zushi laughed, shouldering his backpack. “Well, he’s busy this week anyways, so it was better for me to come so he could get some business done!”

The four chatted up a storm on the way home, Alluka being introduced to Zushi and vice versa.

“Just tell me if you need anything, okay Zushi? I sleep upstairs, but don’t feel afraid to wake me up. If you’re too scared to, just ask Killua.”

This was the first time Zushi was staying over, and she could tell he was a little nervous. She tucked the boy in, giving him a kiss on his forehead before standing up. “Thank you, Miss (Name).”

She smiled, seeing the other two were already asleep. “Goodnight, kiddo.”

The four went to the creek at dawn, coming back at lunch time covered in mud, but happy. This repeated everyday, (Name) making sure they had a good time.

On the day of Halloween, they were all getting ready, (Name) wearing a simple black dress and witch hat. There was no way she’d be wearing her angel costume, it wasn’t very appropriate for trick or treating.

She was currently bent over, straightening out Alluka’s green bodysuit before tying her mask. “Oh, sweetheart you look so cute!”

Alluka giggled in delight, spinning around before pulling out her foam staff. “Look at my staff! I’m gonna beat up all the bad guys!”

(Name) nodded, patting her head. “Mhm, but try not to actually hit anyone. Your brother already causes enough trouble all on his own. Speaking of, where are those t-“

“I said no, Gon! Those are dangerous!”

She sighed, standing up and walking towards Kurapika’s room. Gon was holding Kurapika’s weapon in his hands, pouting. “But Kurapika, they’re perfect for my costume! I promise I won’t unsheathe them, I just-“

The blonde took them and put them on a high shelf. Killua was about to jump up and grab them for Gon, but (Name) cleared her throat, tapping her foot. “Boys, listen to Kurapika. He’s right, they’re dangerous. Even if you two can handle them, it’s possible you could end up hurting someone else. Remember, there will be other kids trick or treating.”

Leorio walked in, grabbing the nunchucks. “I think I’ll keep these with me. I know your little tricks, Killua.”

“Tch…” he kicked the ground, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“All of you, out now.”

“But I live here!”

“Yeah, and trick or treat is only until 7pm. Plus I want to watch a scary movie.”

Killua complained as he walked towards the door, only turning back to stick his tongue out at Leorio. (Name) smiled up at him. “Are you sure you’re fine with handing out candy, Leorio? You could always come with us.”

Leorio shrugged, cupping her cheek. “If I don’t hand out candy, they’ll egg your house, it happened to the neighbors last year.”

(Name) laughed, leaning into his touch. “I wish they’d try it. I’d send Killua after their asses. He’d maul them.”

“I would!”

Alluka giggled, holding onto Killua’s arm. “Ooo, I wanna maul someone too! No one gets to be mean to my big sis!”

Kurapika walked out of his room, wearing a sweater and slacks. He took (Name)’s hand, squeezing it. “Are we ready to go, angel?”

She felt her face heat up, giving a quick nod. “Mhm, let’s get going.”

———————

Kurapika walked down the street, hand in hand with (Name). Something felt so domestic, so soft about talking the kids trick or treating. He could almost imagine they were their kids, and that this was his family.

Almost.

They stood at a distance, watching the kids knock on a door. A man that looked to be in his late 30s opened the door, poking his head out and scoffing. “Ah, it’s you. Ain’t you a little too old to be trick or treating?”

“Aren’t you a little too young to be twice divorced?”

The man was silent after that, giving the four their candy.

“How do you even know about that?” (Name) asked as they walked to the next house.

“I like to keep a tab on all of the neighbors. Just in case I need to blackmail them for something.”

“Killua.”

“I’m joking! Mostly.”

They go to a few more houses and no problems arise. Kurapika and (Name) were chatting as the kids walked up to the next one, giving each other shy looks and occasionally laughing.

That is as until they heard a car alarm going off and watched the four sprint past them. “Go, let’s go!”

Killua yelled out as he sprinted down the street. The two glanced at each other before following suit. “The hell did you do?”

“She was giving our raisins! On Halloween! So me and Alluka whacked her car with our weapons!”

(Name) wanted to laugh, they were totally running like little ninjas and she almost found it cute. Kurapika, however, wasn’t having any of it.

Once they were far enough, Kurapika confiscated all of their foam weapons. “Alright, that’s enough of that. If you can’t behave, you don’t get these.”

Gon and Zushi whined. “But we didn’t do anything!”

“Yeah, but you didn’t stop them either. If you keep your toys, you two would buckle and let them use them.”

Kurapika wasn’t wrong, Gon and Zushi weren’t exactly strong willed when it came to giving in to their friends.

Nanika appeared, holding onto (Name)’s arm. “Momma, why is Kurapika being mean to Alluka and big brother?”

(Name) smiled. “Nanika, hello! It’s been a while since I’ve seen you.”

She picked up the girl, letting Nanika hold onto her shirt and rest her head on her shoulder. “He’s not being mean, he’s just making sure no one gets hurt.”

Nanika sniffled, clinging to her. “Momma, Alluka is upset. She wants her toy back.”

“I know, but we can’t always get what we want. She needs to be a brave girl.”

Nanika nodded, and (Name) carried her to the next house. “Alluka must be tired, are you staying out for a bit?”

“Mhm. I want to trick or treat too!”

(Name) almost felt a little bad. She hadn’t even thought to ask if Nanika wanted to join them, or if she wanted to have a separate costume. “I’m sorry, Nanika. I should have invited you to come with us, I didn’t even think about it.”

“S’okay momma. I’m just happy I get to see you and big brother…”

Nanika didn’t want to let go of (Name), so she walked with the rest when they trick or treated. This wasn’t too bad, because now she got to keep a better eye on them. It did leave Kurapika the odd one out though, the blonde having to wait alone for them to finish.

Nanika opened a piece of her candy, eating it as she held onto (Name)’s arm. “It’s so good, momma!”

She ruffled the girls hair. “I’m glad you like it, love. Make sure to save some for Alluka, okay?”

“Kay!”

Killua held onto (Name)’s other arm, chewing on some gum. “Do we really have to go home now? It’s only 6:30!”

She laughed, patting his back. “Yeah, but do you see any lights on? We can go from house to house and get nothing, or we can go home, order some pizza, then eat all those treats I made.”

Killua thought for a second. “Let’s go home then.”

Kurapika watched the two cling to her as he carried Gon on his back and held onto Zushi’s hand. ‘They’re so cute, even Killua.’

Maybe he was getting used to this, but the thought almost made him… anxious. The only thing he felt right now was peaceful, and that wasn’t good.

‘The only thing that scares me is that my rage will fade away with time.’

He took a deep breath, following them. ‘I won’t lose my rage, even if it means…’

Kurapika swallowed thickly.

‘Even if it means I have to distance myself.’

——————

After eating pizza and pigging out on the Halloween themed sweets (Name) made, the kids headed to their room to watch some Halloween movies and settle down for the night. Alluka made some room for herself on Killua’s bed, (Name) giving them all a kiss on their foreheads before walking downstairs.

“Just in time, sunshine. The next movie is starting and I got you those fruity drinks you like.”

He handed her a strawberry flavored beer, Kurapika already sipping on a similar one. “Ah, so we’re getting drunk and watching horror movies? Sounds fun.”

She plopped down between the two, talking the drunk and chugging half of it. After it began to set in, (Name) hummed happily, pulling the throw blanket she had over her. “Hey, let me get some of that, it’s cold.”

Leorio scooted towards her and took a bit of her blanket. Kurapika didn’t like this, instantly moving closer as well. “I’m also cold.”

Now, (Name) was sandwiched between the two, and she couldn’t be any happier. She pulled them both close and planted a kiss on each other of their cheeks.

Leorio was quick to fall asleep, only a few beers in. Once he did, Kurapika pulled (Name) a little closer, leaning his head against her shoulder. “This has been fun, I’ve never really celebrated Halloween before.”

(Name) hummed, now a little tipsy. “I’m glad you got to celebrate with us. Wouldn’t be the same without you.”

Kurapika blushed, sighing in contentment. The alcohol was making him a little braver, so he glanced up at her, his hand beginning to move from his lap to hers.

“Do you want t-“

He stopped when the he heard the kids’ room open. “Miss (Name)? Where’s the candy bucket, I want more snickers.”

“It’s in the kitchen bud, do you want me t- oh my god!”

Zushi stood behind them, his face a little swollen and red.

“I love snickers, you know how when your face gets all puffy and you start sweating because it’s so good?”

“No?! Buddy that sounds like a nut allergy.”

“Master Wing never lets me have them, but there’s a bowl and he’s not here to stop me!”

(Name) stood and stumbled to the kitchen to grab the epipen she kept in case of emergencies while Kurapika handed him some skittles. “Eat those instead. Leorio!”

Kurapika began to shake Leorio awake, the man groaning and looking to where Kurapika was pointing. “Aww, bud you look awful. What happened?”

(Name) used the epipen on Zushi, the boy squeaking. “I think he had an allergic reaction to the peanuts in the snickers. Sweetheart, no more snickers. Just stick to these skittles okay?”

He pouted, but began to eat the skittles as his swelling began to go down.

Once Leorio checked over him to make sure he was okay, he walked back to join the others. (Name) sat back down, looking to Kurapika with a smile. “What we’re you going to say, Pika?”

The situation had sobered him up a bit, and his courage had faded away. “Nothing, I forgot.”

She nodded, leaning her head against his shoulder. “Oh, okay…”

He cursed himself for chickening out on asking her on a date again. ‘I’ll do it next time, I will.’

The three watched horror movies late into the night, drinking and laughing at the bad jump scares. Eventually, Leorio and (Name) fell asleep, the former laying his head on her lap.

Kurapika played with her hair, planting kisses on her forehead. Those feelings of his kept growing, making his head spin and heart pound. Moments like this, where she was leaning against his shoulder and sleeping peacefully made him fall even deeper in love with her.

And that was a problem. He felt so conflicted. Something about this felt so right. Of course she was supposed to be there, in his arms, she was his love, his dearest friend.

But something also felt incredibly wrong. Why was he here, relaxing and drinking while his clan’s eyes were still in the hands of those who only wanted to use them? Did he really deserve to feel so happy, so content when his people couldn’t even properly rest in peace?

After a bit, Kurapika picked (Name) up, carrying her upstairs again. He didn’t mind it, really, she felt nice and warm in his arms. It reminded him that she was alive, brimming with life and love.

But just being near him could bring about her death. The very thought of it made his blood run cold, his chest ache. The thought of losing her made him want to throw up.

He sat her down on her bed, looking over her. She was beautiful really, her face a little hot from the alcohol and hair messy, but he wouldn’t have her any other way.

Before he could leave, she grabbed onto his sleeve, barely awake. “No… don’t go… I don’t want you to… leave me again…”

His heart broke for her, and before he knew it he was climbing into bed with her and pulling her into his arms. Maybe she could sense his unease, his hesitance.

She nuzzled into his chest, sighing happily. “I love you, Kurapika… I don’t… want you to leave.”

He felt tears prickle in the corners of his eyes, slowly placing a kiss on her lips. “I know, I know (Name).”

She was already asleep again, clinging to him so tight, as if she wanted to make sure he couldn’t leave her. Kurapika wouldn’t sleep for a few more hours, his mind and heart racing.

‘Can I really love her? Is that even fair to either of us?’

He sighed, his eyelids finally dropping, sending him into a restless sleep.

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Fixer Upper

Part 22

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

part 21

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warning: sexual content, dry humping, masturbation

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Gon splashed Killua, the two laughing. “Yeesh, this water sure is hot. Do you th-“

(Name) came speeding by wearing a towel, speeding back after grabbing a bottle of water and another towel.

“Was that (Name)?”

The two followed her, seeing Kurapika doubled over by the hot spring. When she carried him past the two, not even looking at them, they exchanged a glance.

“That idiot better not have thrown up in the hot spring.” Killua said, huffing. Gon shrugged.

“I think he just got overheated, his face was red.”

Gon and Killua followed close behind (Name), stopping to change before running to her room. The two peeked in to see (Name) cuddling the blonde, gently pushing back his hair to kiss their forehead.

Gon blushed, quickly pulling his head out of the door. “Killua, let’s go.”

The white haired boy gagged, nodding. “Yeah, let’s… but…”

He looked down the hall, a mischievous smirk on his face. “Why don’t we stop by Leorio’s room first?”

——————

Kurapika groaned, attempting to shield his eyes from the bright rays of sun by raising his h- wait, he couldn’t move his arm.

He wiggled it, soon realizing it was under something…

As his eyes adjusted to the soft morning light, he looked down to see he was holding (Name) close, his arms wrapped tightly around her.

He jumped a little, causing (Name) to stir in his arms, pulling her head away from his chest. “Hmm..?”

She looked up at him through her half lidded, sleepy eyes, yawning. “Good morning…”

“How…”

His face was already red, and he could feel his heart racing a million miles a minute. “Did we..?”

‘There’s no way we had sex for the first time and I forgot!’

She rubbed her eyes. “Did we what? You got overheated at the hot springs last night so I brought you to my room so I could watch over you.”

He let out a sigh of relief, relaxing. “Ah, I see. Thank you, for taking care of me.”

(Name) smiled, sitting up and stretching. “No problem, Pika.”

His heart fluttered at the nickname and Kurapika realized that she was saying it a lot more often. It both made him incredibly happy, and worried at the same time.

“(Name)?”

She looked at him, pulling the blanket off of herself. “Yes?”

He looked down at the hoodie she gave him to wear, clutching the fabric. “Can I… keep this?”

She blinks at him, tilting her head. “You want to… keep my hoodie? Why?”

The answer to that question was that it smelt like her and made him feel like he was holding her close, but if Kurapika said that it would make things awkward.

“… it’s comfortable. I… like the texture of it.”

She nods slowly. “Ah, okay. It’s not my favorite hoodie, so I guess that’s fine.”

She pulled her clothes out of her suitcase, Kurapika blushing when she grabbed a pair of panties. “I’m gonna take a shower real quick. You can stay here or go to your room, either is fine with me.”

He waited for her to close the bathroom door before he fell back in bed, pulling the hoodie to his face to inhale her scent. “Mmm…”

Kurapika had woken up with morning wood and he was glad (Name) didn’t notice. As he stroked his cock while inhaling her scent, he paused. He remembered bringing something that might help him get off faster…

Kurapika glanced at his satchel lying by the bed, biting his lip. ‘She usually showers for over 15 minutes, I should have… enough time…’

He grabbed the satchel, opening it and pulling out the pair of panties he snatched before throwing it to the side. The blonde held up the panties, face burning red.

‘I’ve never… used something to get off like this before… but…’

He held them closer, sniffing lightly. Although they’d been washed, he could faintly smell her scent on them. ‘(Name)…’

He inhaled deeply, imagining actually being between her legs, stroking faster to the thought alone. The panties definitely helped him cum faster, busting a load almost instantly.

‘Shit…’

He cleaned himself up quickly, stuffing the panties back into his satchel just as (Name) exited the bathroom. “Ahh, that was nice. Let’s go get some breakfast Kurapika!”

Feeling soft after his orgasm, the blonde nodded and followed behind her like a lovesick puppy.

———————

“Kurapika, are you alright?” (Name) asked, not understanding why he was being so clingy.

Kurapika had his head on her shoulder, nuzzling gently. “Yeah, just… sleepy.”

This answer seemed to satisfy her. Regardless, she was happy he was being more affectionate with her, it reminded (Name) of better times, when she thought he might love her.

“Oh Kurapika, you dirty dog.”

Leorio approached the two, playfully slapping the blondes shoulder. This caused Kurapika to grumble lowly, finding comfort in scooting closer to (Name).

The taller man laughed, sitting across from them. “You two seem pretty close. Killua told me you slept together last night.” He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

(Name)’s face grew hot, though Kurapika didn’t seem to catch the innuendo. “We only slept, nothing else. Geez Leorio, your head is always in the gutter.”

Leorio blinked at the two. “You just… went to sleep? Nothing happened in the hot spring?”

“Yeah, Kurapika got overheated shortly after you left so I took him to bed.”

The taller man stared in disbelief. ‘I for sure thought they were about to jump on each other. That’s why I left, to be a good wingman!’

Kurapika looked at the man with sleepy eyes. “What do you mean nothing happened in the hot spring? What were you expecting?”

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he put 2 and 2 together. ‘He left us alone on purpose!’

Leorio leaned back in his seat, stealing a grape from (Name)’s plate. “Whatever, that doesn’t matter. I’m just glad…”

He glanced at Kurapika and (Name), a small smile on his face. “I’m just glad everyone’s getting along again. It’s nice, like how things were during the Hunter Exam.”

(Name) smiled too, holding onto Kurapika’s hand. The blonde blushed at this, squeezing her hand gently as they ate breakfast together.

Leorio left soon after to make his own plate, leaving the two to eat alone. “So, what’s our plans for today?” Kurapika asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

“Well, I wanted to go to town and explore, but then I learned that they do massages here and I’m planning on getting one.”

Kurapika nodded, sipping on his orange juice. “A massage? That sounds nice, I think I’ll join you.”

After breakfast, the two walked around the hot spring until they reach the Spa.

“Hello, would you two like a massage? It’s free of charge!”

(Name) nodded, handing the receptionist her ticket. Kurapika pulled his out of his satchel, gulping when his hand brushed against her panties. “Here…”

They were led to another room, and informed to change. “Change? Together?”

(Name) nodded, pulling off her top. “She probably assumed you’re a woman. We can clear it up in a minute, just turn around and we’ll change with our backs facing each other.”

“Yeah…”

Kurapika, however, did not turn around. He watched her back as she pulled off her shirt entirely, then reached her hands behind her back to in lip her bra.

‘Wait, she’s getting completely naked??’

He looked down to the clothing the woman had given them, face turning red.

It was a silky, short purple robe with the hot springs insignia on the breast pocket. There was a soft, black lace trim on the bottom, Kurapika nodding in approval. ‘This is nice, but… obviously a woman’s robe.’

“Shit…’

(Name) turned to Kurapika, a pout on her face. He wasn’t looking at her face though, his eyes were on her barely covered chest. “It doesn’t fit good…”

She seemed upset, and although he was trying to hold off a boner, Kurapika couldn’t help but wanting to help her. “Hey, it’s okay, I can ask for another size.”

“This is the biggest size they have!”

He raised an eyebrow, eyes back on her chest. “Come here.”

She walked forward, still pouting as Kurapika’s hands settled on either sides of her chest. (Name)’s eyes widened, feeling the tips of his fingers brush against her breasts before he pulled the fabric over them, using a chain to link the two sides together. Once he was done, the chain faded away, but (Name) could feel its aura still present.

“There, that will keep…”

He swallowed, able to feel the softness of her chest against his chain. “That will keep your robe in place.”

She smiled, tears beading in her eyes. “Thanks, Pika.”

Her arms wrapped around him, bringing the blonde close to her. “I really appreciate this.”

He hugged back, resting his chin on her shoulder. “It’s no problem, (Name).”

(Name) laughed, pulling away. “Let’s go get our massages!”

—————

The two walked out of the changing room, seeing the receptionist was gone. Instead of her, two tall, muscular men were waiting for them.

“Hello, ladies, we’ll be your masseuses today.”

Kurapika was instantly on edge, especially after seeing how flustered (Name) looked. ‘Does she… like men like this?’

They led the two to another room, gesturing for (Name) and Kurapika to sit down. “You can remove your robes and get comfortable. There are towels to c-“

“Remove our WHAT now?!” Kurapika exclaimed, face gone red. (Name) smacked his arm, holding back a laugh.

“Okay, we will.”

The masseuses left the room, Kurapika whipping his head at (Name). “You didn’t tell me we’d have to get naked!”

She blinked, patting his shoulder. “I thought you knew. If you’re uncomfortable, you can go back and-“

“No.”

(Name) furrowed her eyebrows at his expression. He seemed… determined? “Okay..? You can leave any time, and I’ll go with you.”

He nodded slowly, face still warm. “Okay… let’s… get undressed.”

The two turned away from each other, undressing before lying on their respective beds.

“We’re ready!”

The two masseuses walked back in, smiling. “Okay! Any spots where you feel any pain?” the man asked, squirting lotion into his palm.

“Hmm, my shoulders are a little tense.”

Over by Kurapika, the man was struggling to get an answer from the blonde.

“Are you… sore anywhere? Any tenderness or tense spots?”

“I’m always tense and ready to strike.”

‘Yikes. This lady is creeping me out.’

“Alright then, I’ll just start.”

The man began the massage, feeling Kurapika tense under his touch. “Try to relax, okay?”

“I don’t relax.”

“Well… try.”

Kurapika huffed, turning his head to look at (Name). She was smiling, cheek pressed against the table as the man pressed down on her back. While he didn’t necessarily like that another man was touching her, she looked like she was enjoying herself, so he let it be.

That was until a moment later when she let out a mewl, causing Kurapika to bolt up, sending the masseuse working on him falling onto his butt.

“Hey, miss, stay d-“

Kurapika pulled his robe on and grabbed (Name)’s, rushing over to her. When the masseuse turned to ask him what he was doing, he stopped.

Just one look into Kurapika’s scarlet eyes were enough to make the man back away, holding his hands up. “Come on (Name), we’re leaving.”

“Aww, already? But-“

“You said I could leave any time and you would go with me.”

He felt bad using her words against her for such a petty reason, but the ache in his chest was growing by the second, and Kurapika was afraid he may hurt one of the men if the massage continued.

“I did say that, you’re right.”

She sat up slowly, wrapping the robe around herself, Kurapika looking away. He couldn’t perv on her right now, not after he interrupted her massage.

“Okay, let’s get dressed.”

“(Name)…”

Said girl was sat in the lobby, pouting as she stared at the ground. Kurapika plopped down next to her, attempting to cheer her up. “What else did you have planned for today?”

She sighed, pulling her knees to her chest. “Well, I was going to get a massage then go to my room and relax. I guess I could still do that, but…”

She huffed, and Kurapika felt his heart twist in his chest. His jealousy had ruined her day, and he felt awful for it, but he didn’t regret what he’d done one bit. The memory of their hands on her, the noise she made, still made his blood pressure rise.

“You said earlier that you wanted to explore the town, yeah? Why don’t we go together?”

(Name) was still pouting, toying with the frantic of her jeans. “Maybe…”

‘I should get her something to make up for it, like a snack. Shit, what do girls like? What does (Name) like?’

“I’ll get you some ice cream.”

This seemed to peak her interest, the girl looking up as her face began to grow warm. “Ice cream?”

“Yeah. My treat.”

This persuaded her, (Name) standing. “Let’s get going then!”

——————

(Name) bounced on her heels, waiting with Kurapika for her ice cream. He enjoyed seeing her so happy, it reminded him of the girl he knew during the Hunter Exam.

“Kurapika, are you not going to get any?” she asked, holding onto the sleeve of his undershirt. He shook his head, smiling.

“No, I’m not in the mood for ice cream right now.”

She pouted, tugging on his sleeve now. “Then why did you bring me here if you didn’t want any?”

“To get you some ice cream.”

(Name) made a face as Kurapika laughed, patting her back. “What, I can’t treat a friend to some ice cream without getting some for myself?”

She didn’t answer, frowning. ‘I don’t understand… why would he just come here to get me ice cream? Is there some reason he’s doing this, some ulterior motive?’

(Name) shook her head. ‘No, I can’t think like that! He’s being nice, I should just be happy.’

“(Name)? (Naaamee)?”

She blinked, seeing her cup of ice cream being pushed towards her. “Here, your ice cream is ready.”

“Oh, thank you.”

She lifted the spoon into her mouth, grinning. “It’s so good!”

He smiled, watching her enjoy her sweet treat. “Really? I’ve never tried that flavor before. Can I have a bite?”

(Name) nodded, taking the spoon from her mouth and dipping it into the ice cream. “Here!”

Before, Kurapika might have blushed and hesitated, but in this moment he was feeling a bit bolder, taking the spoon into his mouth.

He looked at her as she pulled it back, licking his lip. “Mmm, it’s good. I might have to order the same one some other time.”

(Name)’s face heated up under the intensity of Kurapika’s stare, the way he licked his lip making her look away. “I-I’m glad you like it.”

After she finished her treat, the two walked around town, stopping occasionally to check out shops or take pictures.

“This is nice. It’s been a while since I’ve been able to relax like this without the kiddos.”

A bush rustled next to them, but neither of them paid it any mind. “It’s a full time job taking care of Killua, I’m sure.”

The two laughed, Kurapika turning to look at her. It was the first time in a while he’d seen her truly relax in his presence, and he was both happy and a little nervous. He let the latter feeling sink into the back of his mind, instead focusing on how happy he felt in the moment.

‘She’s so pretty…’ he thought, reaching out to brush a part of her hair out of her face. She looked at him then, her pretty (e/c) eyes meeting his.

“(Name)…”

He stepped forward, cupping her cheek. The moment was perfect, with the sun slowly setting behind them and their hearts racing with excitement.

“Yes?” she whispered, leaning into his touch. It seemed the entire world was holding its breath, everything else fading away as the blonde leaned closer.

(Name) closed her eyes, but nothing came, besides the feeling of his finger swiping against her cheek.

When she opened her eyes, Kurapika was looking away from her. “You had some ice cream on your cheek.”

(Name)’s smile became smaller, her eyes looking to the ground. “Oh… thanks.”

Silence filled the air, no longer the comforting quiet they shared before. It was awkward, a bit tense.

“We… we should probably get back. We leave in the morning, so I want to get a good nights sleep.”

Kurapika nodded, still not looking at her. “Sounds like a good idea.”

He began walking ahead of (Name), the girl following behind as she twiddled her thumbs. ‘I really thought he was about to kiss me.’

When they got back, Leorio was sitting in the lobby, his forehead covered in sweat. “Oh, hey guys! How was your date?”

The blonde next to (Name) stiffened, quickly responding. “I-it wasn’t a date!”

He almost sounded upset at the accusation, (Name)’s face falling. ‘Oh, right. Of course it wasn’t a date, we were both just… bored.’

His tone made her shrink away from him, and when Kurapika noticed this it was too late to change anything. “I’m going to bed. See you two in the morning.”

“(Name) w-“

Kurapika stopped himself, letting his hand fall. “Yeesh man, you made it sound like going on a date with her would be the worst thing in the world.” Leorio said, shaking his head.

“But it wouldn’t be! I…”

Leorio took pity on the blonde, patting his shoulder. “I know, bud. Just… be more careful with how you talk around her. Women can be sensitive, you know?”

He nodded slowly, slumping down in the chair next to Leorio. “I’ll try…”

Kurapika glanced up, blinking at the man next to him. “Why are you so sweaty?

Leorio cleared his throat, looking away. “No… no reason”

That was a lie, however.

2 hours earlier

Leorio and Killua watched as Kurapika and (Name) walked towards the entrance of the hotel. “Yeah, we’ll get ice cream then walk around town. That sound good to you, (Name)?”

“Yes, that’s perfect!”

Killua perked up, eyes following the pair. “Are they…”

“Going on a date? Probably.”

The two looked at each other, nodding. “That idiot might end up saying something stupid. We should follow them.” Killua said, walking back towards Gon’s room. “I’ll grab Gon.”

Killua narrowed his eyes from their spot in the bush as Leorio and Gon lapped at their ice cream. “They’re on the move!”

Gon set his ice cream aside. “Killua, nothing strange has happened so far, shouldn’t we just let them have their own time together?”

“No. No we can’t.”

Killua took a bite of Gon’s ice cream before moving to another bush, following the two. They caught them in the middle of a conversation.

“It’s a full time job taking care of Killua, I’m sure.”

Killua scowled. ‘It’s a full time job making sure you’re not hurting my mom again.’ he thought, making a sour face.

“(Name)…”

The three nearly gasped when Kurapika cupped (Name)’s cheek, Gon blushing. “He’s gonna-“

Leorio covered his mouth. “Shh!”

“Yes?” (Name) asked. They could see her eyes soften at Kurapika’s touch, closing when he began to lean closer.

Killua had to be restrained by both of them, one covering his mouth and the other keeping him from jumping out of the bush.

Kurapika kept leaning forward, almost meeting her lips, but stopping to swipe her cheek then turn around.

His face was beet red, eyes half lidded. “You had sown ice cream on your cheek.”

“Is he being serious right now?” Gon asked in a hushed voice. “He was totally going to kiss her!”

Leorio sighed, letting Killua go. “He’s just not ready for that yet, I guess.”

“We… we should probably get back. We leave in the morning, so I want to get a good nights sleep.”

The three looked at each other before inching away. Once they were out of sight they sprinted towards the hot spring, leaving Leorio a sweating mess once he sat down.

Present Time

“I see.” Kurapika said, giving him a suspicious look. “I’m going to follow (Name)’s example and get some sleep. Goodnight, Leorio.”

Leorio made sure he was gone before running to his room. Gon and Killua were waiting for him on his bed, playing some card game. The white haired boy looked up, raising an eyebrow. “So, what did he have to say for himself?”

“It wasn’t a confrontation Killua. I think he was just nervous, I gave him some advice.”

Gon and Killua shared a look. “Hey! It was good advice!”

“If he takes advice from you Kurapika is a bigger idiot than I thought.”

“Rude.”

“Or just desperate.”

Killua snickered as Leorio cleared his throat. “Anyways, gentlemen…” he said, looking quite serious. “What are our plans to help our little love birds?”

———————

Leorio loaded the last suitcase into the mom van, stretching lightly. “Aight, load up kiddos.”

“You’re only a year older than me.” (Name) reminded him, waiting for Kurapika to get into the van.

“People under 6’0 are children to me.”

“Oh yeah? That wasn’t the way you thought when we-“

Leorio covered her mouth before Kurapika could hear. “Keep your voice down. He- the kids will hear you.”

“What? It’s nothing super dirty, we just made o-“

He shoved her into the car, the girl squeaking when she fell onto Kurapika’s lap. He let out a groan, the girl quickly sitting up and turning so she was facing him.

This was not good for him, because how it was her pussy pressing against his crotch, not her ass.

“Kurapika, are you okay? Sorry, Leorio kind of pushed me in.”

He couldn’t speak, the warmth of her pressing into him causing the blonde to pant. She leaned forward until her chest touched his. “Kurapika? Hello?”

Leorio grabbed her by the back of her shirt and pulled her away. “Give the man some breathing room, (Name).”

‘She’s going to give him a heart attack.’ Leorio thought, giving the overheating blonde a once over.

“Oh, yeah, sorry Kurapika.”

She twisted around in his lap, getting comfy. As she did this, Kurapika tried his best to calm down. ‘It’s okay, everything’s going to be fine. It’s only a few hours until we reach the hotel for the amusement park.’

He wrapped his arms around her, partly to keep her still in case they moved around, partly so he could pull her closer to cuddle into her shoulder. ‘Can’t lie, this is… really nice…’ he thought, his eyes fluttering closed.

(Name)’s scent always helped him relax, but in this situation it only seemed to make his body hot. He looked up at her through his pale eyelashes, lips hovering over her shoulder.

She was smiling, gazing out the window. The sun illuminated her face, reflecting in her (e/c) eyes. Looking at her face never got easier. She was gorgeous, everything about her making his heart do backflips behind his ribs.

It was then that she glanced back, making eye contact with him. “Kurapika?”

His breath hitched. She leaned back, her hair ticking his face. “Sorry, I’m blocking the window aren’t I?”

She didn’t seem to see that she was now blocking him with her back, but the blonde didn’t mind at all. He was perfectly content to nuzzle against her soft sweater, basking in her warmth.

About an hour into the ride, the road got bumpy again, to the point (Name) was struggling to keep still. Her hips rose and fell, bouncing up and down while Kurapika tried to hide his little whimpers and whines.

“Pika, sorry!” she said, looking back. His face was red, and her was holding onto her so tight in a desperate attempt to keep her still.

“Pika are y-“

She squeaked out when she felt something poke into her, instantly squeezing her legs shut. “K-Kurapi-“

He covered her mouth, glancing around the car to make sure no one was looking before whispering in her ear. “Sorry… you were moving too much…”

She whimpered into his hand, the blonde grunting before pulling it back. “It’s okay, Pika… it’s natural to…”

(Name)’s face grew hot, her eyes staring at her lap. He sighed, pulling her closer and nuzzling into her neck. “Thank you… for understanding…”

He was panting against her skin, blonde hair tickling the back of her neck. “Please… don’t know… don’t know what to do.” he whispered, his voice soft and desperate.

He was obviously struggling to control the way his body was reading, and being the sweet friend she was, (Name) simply held his hand. “Shh, it’s okay. I’ll think of something, just try to relax.

Her voice was so sweet, making him heart race and his body tingle. Kurapika cursed the clothing keeping them apart, his hands grabbing at her thighs.

‘It’s all my fault, I couldn’t stay still and now he’s suffering and probably super embarrassed. I have to reassure him!’

(Name) gently stroked his arm, bringing his hand up and kissing it. “It’s okay, don’t be embarrassed. This kind of thing happens when friction is involved.”

Little did she know, her attempts to comfort him were only making the bulge in his pants painfully tight.

“(N-Name)!”

Kurapika buried his face in his shoulder, trying to think of something, anything to help him calm down, but nothing was working.

“Hey, we’re pulling over for lunch!”

‘Fuck!’

Kurapika looked up, cheeks flushed and sweat bearing down his forehead. ‘If she gets up, they’ll all see how hard I am. Fuck!’

(Name) noticed the grip on her thighs tighten, seeing Kurapika’s face. She knew what she had to do.

“Hey, I don’t think Kurapika’s feeling too well.”

Leorio parked before looking into the rearview mirror. It only took one look into Kurapika’s eyes to understand the situation at hand.

“Shit he’s not going to throw up in the mom van us he? I told you we should have taped him to the roof!” Killua said, opening the car door.

“Killua.” (Name) warned, causing the white haired boy to pout.

“Hmph.”

The three left, Leorio giving Kurapika a thumbs up before hurrying the kids inside.

As soon as they were out of view, (Name) turned her head. “Are you okay?”

He shook his head quickly, eyes hazy as he looked up at her. “Won’t… won’t go down…”

She squeezed his hand, giving him a sympathetic look. “… is there anything I can do to help?”

His eyes widened, and he looked up at her like she was his only lifeline. “… mhm.”

Kurapika gently moved her hips against his, rocking them gently against his bulge. “Move… move like this…”

Her face heated up, feeling his hard on rub against her ass. “Okay…”

She moved slowly, letting him show her exactly how to rock her hips. “F-fuck just like that…”

She felt his lips on her neck, his hand slowly trailing up her shirt as he bucked his hips into hers. “K-Kurapika!”

He paused, his hand stopping right before slipping under her bra. “Sorry…”

Kurapika moved his hand back down to squeeze her tummy instead. She whined, the sound making his breath hitch. “(Name)…”

He nipped at her neck, moaning against it as she rocked her hips. (Name) panted, holding onto the headrest of the seat in front of her.

Suddenly, Kurapika’s hands gripped her inner thighs and pulled them apart, pulling her up and onto his bugle so he was grinding against her pussy instead of her ass. She gasped, letting out a mewl that caused the blonde to speed up.

“Gonna… gonna..!”

He grabbed her chin and turned her face to kiss her as he came in his pants, his tongue pushing past her lips. He continued to buck his hips into hers, moaning into her mouth as he rode out his orgasm.

When Kurapika calmed down, he pulled away and stared into her eyes with his soft scarlet ones. His chest rose and fell, a line of saliva connecting their tongues.

Kurapika didn’t say anything for a while, just panting as he hid his face in her neck, holding onto her thigh. She was holding onto the arm that held her thigh, gently rubbing it. It was nice, being comforted by her after an embarrassing and intimate moment.

He stayed there, enjoying her presence before his phone buzzed. “Hmm? Was that your phone?”

She was about to turn to look at him, but he quickly turned her head back around. Kurapika didn’t want her to see how soft he was, how in love with her he was right now. He couldn’t help the adoring look in his eyes, the need to keep her close and nuzzle into her.

“Keep… keep looking ahead. It’s just Leorio.”

She nodded slowly. He was probably embarrassed over his behavior, maybe even ashamed. She wanted to tell him it was okay and she didn’t mind helping him, as his friend, but she stayed quiet.

Kurapika’s eyebrow twitched as he read Leorio’s message.

Leorio: Are you two done fucking yet? We’re going to say it’s Killua’s birthday to embarrass the shit out of him

Kurapika sighed, giving her tummy one last squeeze before letting her go. “Let’s go eat. Leorio asked us to…”

The blush returned to his cheek, eyes trailing down her back and to her ass. He swallowed, looking a way quickly. “To hurry up.”

She nodded, opening the door and sliding out. Her legs were a little wobbly due to her lingering arousal.

Kurapika climbed out after her, giving her a concerned look. “Are you okay? Would you like me to carry you?”

She shook her head quickly and stood up straight. “No, no I’m fine!”

She walked ahead of him into the restaurant, spotting their friends and sitting with them. “I’ve gotta go to the bathroom.” Kurapika stated to the table before leaving.

“(Name)!”

Gon hugged her, smiling. “Is Kurapika feeling better?”

She nodded slowly, watching as Kurapika walked to the bathroom.

“Yeah… I think he is.”

As the others began to talk amongst themselves, (Name) rubbed her legs together, biting her lip.

‘That felt…’

She looked up to see Kurapika walking back, the man giving her a shy smile.

‘Really good…’

———————

For the rest of the ride to the amusement park, Kurapika was very soft and sweet. He held her close, now openly squishing her soft tummy and thighs affectionately.

It got to the point that the others noticed the change in his behavior, notably Killua. “I’m going to throw up…” he groaned, watching Kurapika bury his face in her shoulder. Killua had had enough!

Thinking he was joking, Leorio scoffed. “Just roll down the window.”

And he did, vomiting out the window. “Wait, pull over! Oh baby, come here!”

Kurapika had to hold her back from crawling over the middle seat to comfort him and hold his hair back. “Hey, the spring is sticking up, just wait for Leorio to pull over.”

As soon as the car stopped (Name) jumped out and ran over to Killua’s side, kneeling down to wipe his face off and give him some water to drink. Kurapika whined slightly when she left, feeling her warmth fading away. ‘It’s alright, she’ll be back in a minute…’

“Are you okay baby? Do you need some medicine?”

He sniffled, looking up at her. “Yeah…”

She cooed, grabbing her backpack and taking out a juice box and motion sickness medicine. “Here, take this.”

He did, before tugging on her sleeve. “Can you stay with me mom? I don’t feel good…”

“Aww, of course baby!”

He got out, climbing back in to sit in her lap. Killua turned his head as she patted his back to give Kurapika a shit eating grin.

The blondes eyes widened. ‘That little bastard, he did this on purpose!’

The two glared at each other, Killua then turning to cuddle (Name). “Poor baby. There must have been some peppers in your food or something. Don’t worry, I’m here.”

Killua’s smug glare faded, his hands gripping her shirt as she rocked him gently. He’d done this to get her away from Kurapika because his PDA was making him ill, but he couldn’t deny that being comforted and reassured that (Name) was there for him wasn’t a nice side effect.

Kurapika’s lip quivered, and he shivered like a sad chihuahua while watching Killua’s sigh contentedly. (Name) had been keeping him warm and safe, and now she was gone. Suddenly the car felt a lot colder, a lot lonelier than it had a few minutes prior.

———————

As soon as they were out of the car, Kurapika attempted to grab (Name)‘s arm and pull her close to him, only for him to spot her carrying the sleeping Killua in her arms. ‘God damnit!

She gently ran her fingers through his hair, sighing. “He’s not feeling well, I guess I’ll have to stay with him at the hotel while you all go to the amusement park.”

Suddenly, Killua’s eyes shot open. “Hmm? Wait I’m awake!”

(Name) raised an eyebrow and set him down. “Well you might be awake, but you threw up earlier and I don’t want you riding rollercoasters after th-“

He groaned. “Mom I’m fine! I think I got it all out of my system!”

(Name) huffed, poking his cheek. “Oh really? Then I don’t need to carry you around.”

Killua paused at that, crossing his arms over his chest. “I didn’t say that…”

Kurapika snickered, causing Killua to glare at him. “Aww, Killua… come here.”

She picked him back up, Gon running over. “Hey, I wanna be picked up too!”

“Hey, she can’t-“

She picked up Gon as well, holding them both. “Alright, if you want.”

Kurapika and Leorio stared at the girl, blinking. “Um… (Name)? They aren’t… heavy are they?”

She shook her head, beginning to walk towards the amusement park.

——————

They spent a few hours riding rides, eating greasy amusement park food, and running around before the park closed.

“God I’m exhausted…” Leorio said, barely able to keep himself upright. Killua and Gon had dragged him around to every ride, forcing him to ride with him.

“Me too.” Kurapika agreed, stretching. Leorio narrowed his eyes at the blonde.

“And why are you tired? You didn’t ride anything.”

Kurapika pointed to (Name), who he was carrying on his back. “I’ve been carrying her the past two hours.”

“Maybe if you weren’t so scrawny you wouldn’t be tired.” Killua said, holding onto (Name)’s hand as she slept. “I see why they made you the Rat zodiac.”

Kurapika’s eyebrow twitched. “I’m… I’m not scrawny…”

He looked away, frowning. “And rats are rather intelligent animals!”

“Yeah, so are dolphins. And dolphins are awful.” Killua rebutted.

“Wait why are dolphins awful?” Leorio asked. “I thought sharks were the ones you had to look out for.”

Gon grimaced. “Dolphins… let’s just say um…”

“They’re the Hisokas of the sea.”

The entire group shuddered. “Point taken.”

‘Wait… my dolphin…’ Kurapika thought, continuing to pout.

“Also sharks are more scared of people than people are of sharks! Here’s some more shark facts!”

The next 15 minutes were spent listening to Gon list out shark facts as they walked through the crowd to get to the mom van. “Mmm…”

(Name) stirred awake when Kurapika sat her down in his lap. “Pika…”

She leaned against him, nuzzling into his shoulder. (Name) was still tired, and although his heart raced, he let her get away with her affectionate actions.

“We’ll be at the hotel soon, okay?” he says softly, wrapping his arms around her.

“Mmm… warm…” her lips brushed against his neck, causing him to push her a little too roughly away.

“(N-Name)! What are you-“

She was blushing heavily, looking down at where his hands were. He slowly moved his eyes downwards, squeezing whatever he was holding lightly before seeing what was in his hands.

“Oh my god! Pervert!” Killua said.

His hands were firmly grasping her breasts, squeezing them lightly. “I- I didn’t mean-“

Kurapika didn’t pull his hands away out of pure shock.

“K-Kurapika!”

He was pulled back into the moment when he heard (Name) call out to him. Her face was burning up, and she was looking at him with shy and embarrassed eyes. “Y-your hands…”

Kurapika’s face turned bright red, pulling his hands away quickly. “Jesus Christ dude, you just groped my mom!”

Kurapika tried to stammer out a response. “W-wait it was an accident!”

“If it was an accident why did you hold onto them for so long? Gross, I knew you were some kind of pervert but I didn’t know it was this bad.”

“I’m not a-“

Leorio cleared his throat. “We’re here.”

Kurapika helped her out of the car, looking anywhere but her face. “I’m sorry, (Name). I swear it was an accident.”

He felt her take his hand. “It’s okay, Kurapika. I understand.”

Kurapika sighed, his cheeks fading to a soft pink instead of bright red. “I know you’re not interested in me like that, so don’t worry!”

He blinks, finally looking at her. The look on her face made his heart hurt. “I… I’m just a warm body, I know.”

Kurapika winced, remembering the words he said to her.

“You’re good at being a warm body, at least.”

Leorio overheard this conversation, feeling his chest tighten. ‘She still thinks that’s all she is? Even after…’

He cleared his throat, walking over. “We need to get everything unpacked. Come on.”

He grabbed Kurapika’s arm and dragged him to the back of the vehicle.

(Name) sat alone on the curb, looking down at her lap. ‘I can’t get ahead of myself. He was just using me to get off in the car because I was what was available. Anyone other woman would also done the job just fine…’ she though, pulling her knees to her chest. ‘I just… helped out a friend. Nothing more…’

Gon spotted her sulking on the curb, quickly running over. “(Name)? What’s wrong, are you tired? I can carry you inside if you want!”

He gave her a worried smile, tilting his head to look at her face. She sighed, looking up. “I’m fine Gon. Yeah, I’m tired but I can move.”

She stood up, stretching lightly before walking inside. He frowned. ‘Something’s wrong, she looked so… sad…’

He glanced back at Leorio and Kurapika, who seemed to be talking about something serious as they unpacked. ‘I’ll go tell Killua, he’ll know what to do!’

Leorio leaned against the mom van, his eyes pointed at the ground. “… your words really, really messed with her head, Kurapika. She..” he sighed, running his hand his hair. “She’s had trouble with her self worth since. (Name) really, really liked you, so when you said all she was, was a warm body to you, she internalized that.”

The tall man barely held back from telling him more, telling him what happened after the events of York New. ‘I promised her I would never tell him…’ Leorio thought, clenching his fist. ‘But it’s hard. If he knew… maybe he wouldn’t take her for granted…’

Kurapika trembled, raising a shaking hand to his mouth. His actions really did have consequences. Kurapika thought that after their intimate moment in the car, maybe things would be better. But was it really their intimate moment, or just his? What did she get out of it, besides the feeling that he was using her for her body? “I…”

He watched as she walked with Killua and Gon, the former holding her hand with a cornered look in his eye. “I love her, Leorio. I know I fucked up, but I… I want to love her, I want her to be happy.”

Leorio smoothed out his Hawaiian shirt, sighing as he grabbed the last suitcase. “I know you do, bud. You should tell her that, though, not me.”

Kurapika stood by the mom van for a good minute, thinking over Leorio’s words. ‘Tell her? I couldn’t. Not after everything I’ve done. I love her, but…’

He sighed, pushing back his hair. ‘I don’t want to hurt her again if I leave. Can I really allow myself to be with her, when there’s no guarantee I will live to see tomorrow because of my mission?’

Kurapika was snapped back to reality by Leorio calling out to him. “Hey, it’s getting late. Stop staring into space, we’re gonna go grab dinner!”

He nodded slowly, getting into the mom van. (Name) walked back out, waving at Kurapika from the doorway. “I’m coming!”

He blushed, waving back. ‘Maybe… maybe it’s okay to try. What could go wrong?’

———————

They sat inside a relatively nice restaurant, the five all looking at the menu. “Do they have chicken strips?” Gon asked, looking over the menu.

“No sweetheart, they don’t,” (Name) answered, patting his head. The black haired boy pouted.

“They have baked chicken. Isn’t that close enough?” Kurapika asked, looking up from his own menu. The group raised an eyebrow at him.

“No, you stupid twink. One is a breaded and fried chicken strip the other is baked. The only similarity they share is that they are chicken.”

Kurapika raised his menu again so he could roll his eyes. “I shouldn’t have asked.”

(Name) gave him a gently pat to his shoulder. “So, what are you getting, Pika?”

He glanced at her, giving the (h/c) haired girl a small smile. “I’m thinking I’ll get some pasta.”

She nods, munching on one of the free rolls the restaurant had provided. “Oh, that sounds good! I’m going to share the sea food platter with Leorio!”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow, glancing at the man who sat beside her. Leorio had his arm resting on (Name)’s chair as he looked over her menu with her.

The blonde scowled. He had wanted to sit next to her, but Leorio got there first, and Killua always managed to take a seat near her as well, so now Gon and Kurapika sat across from the three.

“I’m glad we’re next to each other, it’ll make sharing our good easy!” (Name) said with a smile. Leorio laughed, moving his hand from the chair to around her shoulders.

“You sure you aren’t just happy to be sitting with me, sunshine?”

The menu Kurapika was holding tore, causing Gon and Killua to glance at him. They looked at each other then to (Name) and Leorio.

“Kurapika!” Gon said, in an attempt to whisper. “Are you feeling jealousy right now?”

The blondes face erupted into a blush, and he attempted to stammer out a response. “J-jealous? No, no I wouldn’t- why would I be jealous?”

Gon sighs, holding back a laugh. “Your cheeks and eyes are red, and you’re staring at Leorio and (Name).”

Kurapika places a hand on his cheek, hissing and pulling it away. His face was hot, and one glance at his phone screen showed him that Gon was right.

“Kurapika!”

(Name) leaned over the table and pushed the pair of hello kitty sunglasses onto his face. “Your eyes.”

She cupped his cheek, patting gently. “Are you okay? Did something happen?”

He leaned into her touch, his jealousy slowly fading. “No, just… just remembered something unpleasant.”

She gave him a sympathetic look, brushing her thumb over his cheek. “You can tell me about it later, if you want. I’m always here for you.”

His heart thumped painfully against his ribs. ‘She’s so kind, too good for me.’

He spent the rest of dinner eating quietly. A few minutes before they were about to leave, (Name) glanced at Leorio, setting her fork down. “Leorio?”

He looked up from his dessert, humming. “Yeah, sunshine?”

She sighed, cheeks heating up. “Can you explain to me why you put mine and Kurapika’s luggage in the same room?”

The sound of Kurapika’s fork clattering against his plate as it fell from his hand made the two jump. Killua snickered at his reaction.

“Well, that’s how we decided to split the rooms. We got two, and you two ended up sharing one. You’re lucky, I have to share a room with Killua and Gon.” Leorio said, a scowl on his face.

‘I’m a great wingman.’ Leorio thought, sipping on his milkshake.

“Okay, but there’s one problem.” (Name) said, tapping against the table with her nails nervously.

Kurapika was still processing the fact they were sharing a room. “And that is?”

“There’s only one bed.”

Kurapika glared at his friends, his red eyes shining behind his sunglasses. “What?”

Gon looked away, scratching the back of his head while killua ate the free bread rolls. Leorio laughed nervously. “Well you see… the room was cheaper that way, and it was either that one or a room with four beds!”

(Name) sighed. “That would have been ideal! We could have all shared a room then.”

The three didn’t want to admit that the room has been booked on purpose, specifically to get Kurapika and (Name) closer. “Sorry…”

Kurapika knew this, though. He seethed in his seat, tapping his foot in frustration. ‘But…’

He looked to (Name), who was scowling at Leorio. ‘I’ll get to sleep next to her…’

He felt warm at that thought. “I guess it can’t be helped.”

———————

Kurapika sat on their shared hotel bed, waiting for (Name) to finish her shower. ‘Why do I feel so antsy? My heart is pounding.’

He was in his pajamas, fidgeting with the comforter as he listened to her singing in the shower. ‘I wonder if she knows I can hear her.’ he thought, a soft smile on his face.

This smile faded when her singing stopped, replaced with silence before he could hear the faintest whimper.

His eyes went wide, the blondes pants tightening. Kurapika stood up, walking closer to the door.

‘I have to get closer… what if she hurt herself?’ he attempted to reason with himself. Although, he knew the real reason he was pressing his ear against the door, hand slipping into his pants.

“Hahh…”

His cock twitched in his hand at the sound of her muffled moans. ‘Fuck she sounds so good…’

Kurapika wanted nothing more than to be the cause of those pretty little sounds she was making. He had to bite his lip to stay quiet as he masturbated with her. ‘Wanna… wanna cum with her…’

He listened intently, so he could tell when she was about to cum. Her moans were becoming more frequent, soft whines and mewls escaping her mouth.

He could just imagine her leaning against the shower wall, fingers rubbing at her clit, moving towards to prod at her entrance. Kurapika wanted nothing more than to be the one making her feel so good, to pump his fingers in and out of her pretty pussy until her cum was pooling beneath them.

He stroked faster, feeling that familiar coil tightening in his tummy.

She was getting close, he could tell. (Name) was panting, unable to keep her moans quiet anymore. Kurapika held himself back from cumming, wanting to wait for the perfect moment to-

“K-Kurapika!”

His eyes shot open while we he came, his thick seed shooting out onto the door. He could hear her panting and moaning as she came as well. Kurapika’s hand trembled, his face bright red. ‘Did… she moan out my… name? Was she…’

He felt himself grow hard again, his cock aching for another release. ‘Was she thinking of me while she touched herself?’

Kurapika didn’t have much time to process that. The shower turned off, meaning (Name) would be walking out within the next five minutes. He cursed, quickly wiping off the door and running to the bed. ‘Do I have enough time to jerk off again? I’m so hard, I c-‘

(Name) walked out of the shower, causing Kurapika to quickly pull the comforter over his lap. “I’m done, Kurapika.”

She smiled, her face a little hot from her shower and orgasm. (Name) looked much more relaxed, lightly stretching before walking over to the bed.

“(Name)?”

She glanced over at him as she sat down on her side of the bed, slowly pulling back the comforter so she could climb in. “Yes?”

“Earlier, in the car…”

Her eyes widened and her face burned hot with the memory of their intimate moment. “I wanted to thank you for helping me and… I apologize if it seemed like I was just using you. My body… it felt so hot, and I was embarrassed that someone would see… but I trusted that you wouldn’t make fun of me or think less of me for…”

His face was red, and he was obviously quite flustered. She felt herself relax, placing a hand over his. “It’s okay, Kurapika. I will admit, I did think that you might have just been using me, so I appreciate the clarification. I’m happy to help you, you’re my dear friend I don’t want you to ever be embarrassed over something that’s natural.”

Although she said this, he still couldn’t help but shy away from her touch. ‘I know she says I shouldn’t be embarrassed, but I don’t want her to think I only want her for her body again…’

He nodded slowly. “That’s… all I wanted to say. Goodnight, (Name).”

She lied down, and he turned off the light. Although (Name) did believe his words, her heart was still having trouble letting go of the insecurity that he really had used her. It wasn’t easy getting over deep rooted insecurities like that, but she did feel a little better, better enough to scoot closer to him.

“Kurapika?”

He turned to look at her, seeing she was closer. The blonde swallowed, his cock still throbbing from earlier. “Yes, (Name)?”

(Name)’s eyes were half lidded, maybe from being tired, maybe because she felt nice and relaxed. Either way, it made Kurapika’s heart thump loudly.

“Does it bother you to sleep next to me like this?”

This question took him aback, causing the blonde to tilt his head. “Bother me? No, not really. It’s not like it can be helped either way.”

(Name) nodded slowly, giving him a shy, tentative smile. “Well, I like sleeping next to you. It reminds me of the Hunter Exam, and I always feel… nostalgic.”

‘She likes… sleeping next to me?’

A blush took over Kurapika’s face. “I… like sleeping next to you too. You’re probably the only person that I really feel comfortable with sleeping next to me.”

They were both flustered now, playing with their respective ends of the comforter. “That… makes me really happy to hear, Pika.”

The blonde perked up a little, glancing at her. ‘Pika… I’m her Pika again.’

Every time (Name) used the old nickname she had for him, Kurapika felt butterflies in his tummy. She seemed so content laying against her pillow, eyelids beginning to drop closed.

“Pika?”

He hummed in response. They were closer now, but he couldn’t tell if he or her had moved in.

“Can…”

She placed her hand on his, Kurapika melting at her touch. Her hands were always so warm and soft, and he couldn’t help interlocking his fingers with hers.

“Can you what, (Name)?”

(Name)’s eyes softened when her interlocked his fingers with her. “Can I hold you? I know I said I only wanted to do it once when we slept together in York New, b-“

Before she could finish her sentence, the blonde scooted forward and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on top of her head. “Please… I…”

He was having trouble speaking. She always made his head feel fuzzy, his heart pound, and his cock hard. It made interacting with her difficult, but he couldn’t deny his need to be closer to her any longer. She was right there within his reach, asking to hold him!

(Name) wrapped her arms around him, and he could feel her shudder slightly. “Pika…”

She nuzzled into his chest, her hand reaching up to play with his hair. Kurapika didn’t think he could feel any more at peace in this moment. She was in his arms, nuzzling him, playing with his hair. What else could he ask for?

“I love you, Kurapika. Goodnight…”

That made the moment perfect, tears prickling the corners of his eyes. Instead of responding, he kissed the top of her head as she fell asleep, pulling her even closer.

He didn’t care if she could feel he was hard, that didn’t matter. All that mattered is that they were together, and that she loved him. Whether it was platonically or romantically, Kurapika didn’t care. He loved her too, and would love her until his heart stopped.

When her breathing slowed, indicating she had fallen asleep, he smiled softly, rubbing soothing circles into her back.

“I love you too, (Name).”

———————

The bed was empty when (Name) woke up, the sound of the shower going telling her Kurapika left to get his shower before they had to leave for the amusement park.

(Name) pushed herself up, yawning and rubbing her sleepy eyes. Soft footsteps could be heard walking towards their room. She already know who it was before the person started knocking.

“Mooom! Hurry up, the park opens in 30 minutes!”

Killua poked his head into her room, groaning when he saw she was still in her pajamas. “Seriously, you’re not even dressed yet? And-“

He paused at the sound of the shower running, smacking a hand over his forehead. “And the blonde is in the shower. Of course.”

She suppressed a laugh, pulling the boy close and ruffling his hair. “Oh, stop pouting. You know I can get ready fast. You three go and pick up some breakfast for us all, and we’ll be ready by the time you get back.”

Killua huffed, taking a moment to lean into her touch before swatting her hand away and running out the door.

‘He’s so grumpy in the morning,’ she thought, giggling as she opened her suitcase.

Kurapika walked out of the bathroom a moment later, wearing a sweater and jeans. His face lit up when he saw (Name) was awake, the blonde speeding over to hand her his towel and sit in front of her.

He didn’t even have to ask, she already knew Kurapika wanted her to dry his hair.

(Name) giggled, drying his hair as she leaned against her. “Pika, I’ll need to get to a set of my body wash and shampoo. It’s been really good for your hair!”

He hummed contentedly when she ran a hand through his damp hair. “Mhm… thank you, (Name). I always look forward to this.”

She was thankful he was facing away from her, because she was blushing intensely. “I like doing it too!”

After she finished drying his hair, (Name) left to go change. She decided to follow Kurapika’s lead, and throw on a knit cardigan and jeans. His eyes softened when she walked out, the blonde sighing. “You look pretty, (Name).”

Her blush deepened. “Th-thank you, Kurapika.”

The group arrived at the amusement park again, this time planning to stay all day long. (Name) stretched lightly, quickly applying some sunscreen to everyone’s face. “Alright, you boys charged your phones right?”

Killua nodded while Gon scratched the back of his head and laughed nervously.

“Gon, I told you to remember.” (Name) scolded softly.

“Sorry, (Name). I got distracted watching cool reptile fact videos last night.”

“It’s true, and he played it full volume like an old person.” Killua said, flicking his friend on the forehead.

(Name) sighed, opening her backpack and handing him a portable charger. “I’m so glad I packed these. Keep your phone charged, okay sweetheart?”

He nodded, giving her a quick hug as an apology. The two left after, (Name) calling out to them.

“We’ll meet in the dining hall at 1 pm!”

“Okay mom!”

Leorio and Kurapika glanced at each other, then down at (Name). “So, what’s first up on our agenda, princess?”

(Name) smiled up at the two. “First, I want to check out the petting zoo! I heard they have bunnies!”

She wiggled a little as she stood, obviously excited. ‘So cute…’ the two thought.

“Alright, to the petting zoo. Kurapika, you have the map?”

The blonde nodded, unfolding it.

The three made their way to the petting zoo, (Name) washing her hands as Kurapika snuck away to buy her a cup of kibble to feed the bunnies.

“(Name) I got y-“

Kurapika glanced to his left to see Leorio also holding a cup of kibble to her. She glanced between the two, laughing. “Aww, you’re both so sweet. Why don’t we feed them together?”

She bounced on her heels as she waited to get let inside the petting zoo. It was really cute to watch her jump a little and giggle when the door opened, her two friends feeling their hearts race.

As soon as she walked in, all the bunnies hopped towards her, pawing at her pants leg. She cooed, picking one up. (Name) didn’t even have the kibble in her hand, Kurapika and Leorio did, yet the bunnies ignored them completely.

“Animals like individuals with pure souls.” Kurapika stated while the watched (Name) giggle as the bunnies crawled into her lap and gently nibbled at her clothes.

“Yeah, and I don’t think there’s anyone purer than her.” Leorio said, his eyes soft.

“Maybe Gon.”

The two said this in unison, then laughed. Their laughter caused (Name) to look up with a confused smile. “Hmm? What are you two giggling about?”

“Nothing, sunshine, go back to playing with your bunnies.”

After her time was up, (Name) pouted as she was led out of the petting zoo by Kurapika. “Don’t be sad (Name). We can get back in line if you want.”

She shook her head, perking up. “No, there’s other things I want to do. Come on!”

Leorio watched as she dragged Kurapika along, his smile fading a little. The blonde was blushing as (Name) giggled, squeezing his hand tightly.

‘They sure are getting close again.’ Leorio thought, his heart twisting in his chest. ‘I’m… glad she’s happy.’

The three did many things, including riding rides, snacking on amusement park treats, and taking pictures.

Kurapika nearly doubled over laughing at the picture of their roller coaster ride, where Leorio screamed as he clung to (Name) for dear life.

“It’s not that funny…” Leorio said with a pout, tapping his foot against the cement floor. (Name) snickered.

“It is pretty funny, Leorio.”

——————

(Name) sighed as she lapped at her ice cream, holding Killua’s hand with her free one. They were walking out of the park after a long day, and they were all pretty tired.

As she walked, (Name) turned her head lazily whne she heard a sound, quickly dropping her ice cream to sprint towards the noise when she saw what was happening.

“No, DROP IT GON!”

The boy had picked a corn dog off the ground taken a bite if it. “Hey, it’s not bad, I just watched someone drop i-“

(Name) smacked it out of his hand. “How many times do I have to tell you to not eat things ofc the ground? You’re going to get sick, sweetheart.”

She gently wiped the crumbs from his face with her handkerchief, before cupping his cheeks. “Oh, what am I going to do with you?”

Kurapika watched this exchange from the corner of his eye, his cheeks a soft pink. (Name) was always so motherly and caring, making sure neither of their younger friends got hurt or did anything stupid.

It only made the thought of getting her pregnant and starting a family with her seem more and more tantalizing. ‘I can’t… I can’t settle down and have a family. I can’t let my anger fade away…’

But it did stick in his mind, the blonde cursing himself for wearing jeans and not his usual tabard. It was harder to hide a boner in tight pants.

(Name) pouted as she crouched down to clean up her spilled ice cream, Gon hovering around her. “I’m sorry, (Name)…”

She gave him a smile. “It’s okay, Gon. I should have been more careful.”

“But.. the only reason you dropped it was because-“

She stood, dropping the ice cream in the trash before patting his arm. “I promise it’s fine. I can get more ice cream later.”

As Gon pouted and now took her other free hand so she was walking with him and Killua, Kurapika snuck away. Leorio raised an eyebrow as he watched the blonde turn a corner, but he didn’t say anything. (Name) was too distracted comforting Gon to notice.

When they reached the car and were beginning to load up, (Name) glanced up, blinking before counting heads.

“Wait… Kurapika?”

She looked around, not spotting her blonde hair friend. “Shit, where is he? He didn’t get kidnapped did he?”

Leorio snickered at that. “I doubt anyone would be able to successfully kidnap him, (Name).”

She raised her eyebrow at him, causing Leorio to clear his throat.

“He has a lot of enemies, Leorio. What if his…”

She pointed to her eyes. “What if they changed color and someone saw? Oh Kurapika…”

Leorio jumped up when he noticed tears falling down her chubby cheeks. “Hey, hey (Name), he’s probably fine. I saw him walking away after you dropped your ice cream.”

She stared at him incredulously. “What if he was being lured away? Leorio you have to tell me these things!”

“Tell you what?”

She turned her head to see Kurapika jogging over, carrying a brown paper bag. (Name) gasped, instantly running to him and nearly tackling him in a hug.

He yelped, catching her in his arms. “Woah, what happened? Did someone get hurt?”

She looked up, and his gaze softened at her tears. “You… I thought something happened to you when I saw you weren’t here…”

He cupped her cheek, swiping her tears away with his thumb. “(Name)… I’m sorry, I should have told you I was leaving. I wanted to surprise you.”

“Surprise me?”

Kurapika blushed, holding out the paper bag. “For you…”

She blinked, taking the bag and opening it. “Oh, Kurapika!”

Inside was a small plush bunny and a bag of pastries. “I saw you eyeing it when we were at the gift shop, and when I saw you dropped your ice cream, I wanted to get you more. But the stand was closed. I hope these are okay inst-“

He went quiet when she stood on her tippy toes to kiss his cheek, his face turning a bright red. “Kurapika, this is so sweet. Thank you.”

She gave him a hug, the blonde quickly wrapping her tightly in his embrace. “I’m… I’m really happy you like it.”

Unknown to (Name), Kurapika has decided on courting her in the traditional Kurta way, and the first step was gift giving.

Kurapika was very happy on their way back to the hotel, holding her gently and laughing when she hugged the plush to her chest.

————————

The days passed by, and now they were on the road back home. (Name) was a lot more comfortable sitting in his lap now, and he was having an easier time controlling himself.

When they reached home, Kurapika almost felt… disappointed. This meant that she’d be taking her van in to the shop to get the seat fixed. He wanted to hold her in his lap more, but he couldn’t be selfish like that.

“Ugh…”

(Name) groaned as she sat on her couch after unpacking. The kids had already passed out on the beanbag together, snoring. It was nearly midnight, and Leorio had decided to stay the night so he could take (Name) to get her van fixed in the morning.

“Tired?” Kurapika asked, sitting next to her. She nodded, leaning her head on his shoulder.

“Yeah… exhausted. The trip was fun, but I’m happy to be home.”

He nodded, playing with her hair. She leaned into his touch, smiling. It was a nice moment, Kurapika feeling himself relax next to her.

Nothing lasts forever though. Kurapika flinched when he heard his phone ringing. (Name) waved her hand, telling him to answer it. He nodded and stood up, walking into the hallway.

(Name) felt her eyes getting droopy as she waited for Kurapika to finish his call. When she heard his familiar footsteps approaching the couch, she glanced up. Her heart sunk at his expression, suddenly very awake.

“I… there’s another informant that wants to meet with me in a week. I’ll be gone for… a few months.”

Kurapika could tell (Name) didn’t like this by her face. “A few months? That’s so long…”

He swallowed, looking away. “I know, it is. But I’ll be going.”

She nodded slowly, looking down at her lap. “Your mission always comes first, I already got that.”

He felt his chest ache. Kurapika wanted to try and reassure her that she was also very important to him, but he couldn’t get the words out. He clenched his fist, sighing softly. “I’ll… I’ll call you every day if I can.”

This surprised her. She felt a bit hesitant to trust him, after all, the last time he promised that he ended up ghosting her then breaking her heart.

“Okay. It’s not like I’m going to stop you from leaving or anything.” (Name) said, leaning back against the couch. “You’re your own person, you don’t need my permission to do things. You just stay here in between missions.”

For some reason, that hurt Kurapika a lot more than her yelling at him or being angry with him would have.

“… it’s in a week. I would uh…”

He twiddled his thumbs. “I would like to spend time with everyone before I leave.”

He meant to say he wanted to spend time with her most of all, but his body wouldn’t allow him to say it.

“Sure, I’m not busy.”

He smiled, and she gave him a tired smile as well. “I’m going to bed now. Goodnight, Pika.”

He watched her walk upstairs, says filled with love and longing. “Goodnight, (Name).”

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Fixer Upper

Part 8

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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The loser of the family game night turned out to be Leorio. As punishment, he would be forced to wear a pair of (Name)’s heels to the Barbie Movie.

“Ugh, as long as they’re not big heels I don’t care. I don’t want to get sprayed by the hose again. I ended up with bruises last time…”

‘Bruises? From being sprayed with water?’

Kurapika glanced between Killua and Gon.

“Remind me not to lose family game night.”

The group washed up before heading to bed.

“We’re waking up early tomorrow, so get some rest! I wanna see the Barbie Movie as soon as possible!”

Kurapika watched as (Name) ran up the stairs, giggling to herself. She was beyond excited for tomorrow, the blonde being able to tell just by her happy aura.

‘I hope she won’t mind I don’t have anything pink for tomorrow…’

He left the living room, stopping when he spotted Killua and Gon in the laundry room.

“Here, throw mine in too!”

Kurapika kept walking, not wanting to know what the two were up to. He just wanted to sleep so he was well rested for their long day tomorrow.

Leorio slept in the spare bedroom upstairs, Kurapika slightly jealous he got to sleep so close to her.

—————

Kurapika woke up early, before the sun had risen. He decided to get dressed and drink some coffee before anyone else was up.

He opened up his shirt drawer with a frown. All of his white shirts were gone. Weird, he remembered folding them away just yesterday…

‘Maybe I left them in the dryer..?’

Kurapika left his room with a yawn, opening the laundry room door and peering in.

Someone had definitely washed clothes, that much he could tell.

The blonde opened the drier and crouched down. His shirts were in there, he could see their outline even in the dark room.

He pulled his shirts out and strolled back to his room, setting them on the end before turning on the light.

“No…”

He stared at his shirts that used to be white, now a light pink color. In the middle of his clothes was his red tabard, and a much smaller white shirt…

Kurapika remembered the conversation he’d heard in passing last night, his eyes widening.

“Killua…”

Kurapika rushed out of his room and down the hallway, throwing open the door to Killua and Gon’s shared bedroom.

The two were still asleep, Killua on the top bunk and Gon on the bottom. Kurapika flicked the light on, causing Killua to groan and roll over.

“Turn that off, you dumb blonde…”

Kurapika scowled before throwing Gon’s shirt at Killua, who caught it.

“What the hell were you thinking turning all of my shirts pink, you little-“

Gon yawned and rubbed his eyes. “Kurapika? What are you doing in here?”

Kurapika paused, glancing down at the sleepy boy. “… you two turned my shirts pink. Why?”

Gok tilted his head. “Well Killua heard you didn’t have a pink shirt. He wanted to help you out.”

‘Killua did? Seems unlikely…’

“Wow, how ungrateful. I made sure you had something pink so (Name) wouldn’t be sad and now you’re yelling at me at 6 am. Smooth.”

Kurapika huffed, turning on his heels and leaving their room. ‘Don’t have time for this. Gotta get-‘

“Hi Kurapika!”

He internally groaned when he heard (Name)’s voice from the kitchen. Kurapika wanted to make breakfast for everyone, but now that she was up she wouldn’t let him. She was stubborn like that.

“Good morning…”

“Not a good morning, he yelled at us.”

Killua walked into the kitchen and hid behind (Name), sticking his tongue out at the blonde.

“Yelled at you? Kurapika, why did you do that?”

She gently pushed Killua’s unruly hair down and kissed the top of his head.

Kurapika’s eyebrow twitched in annoyance. ‘That little brat…’

“He-“

“I simply made sure he had a shirt for the Barbie movie, after he made no effort to get one.”

Killua sighed, looking up at (Name) with crocodile tears. “He’s so mean to me. I did the same for Gon, and he didn’t yell at me!”

Gon walked in wearing his usual outfit, only now wearing a pink undershirt.

“Yeah, Kurapika, there’s no reason to be upset. Do you not like the color pink?”

The all turned to look at him. (Name) seemed a little offended. “Oh. I didn’t know you disliked the color pink so much…”

“Wait, I didn’t say that! I-“

“Sorry, I wouldn’t have asked you to wear pink if I knew…”

(Name) sighed and turned back to cooking, Killua sending Kurapika a smug look before he and Gon left to get dressed.

“… I don’t hate pink. It’s just… not my color?”

“Pink is everyone’s color.” Killua yelled from the hallway.

Kurapika didn’t answer, simply walking to his room and shutting the door behind him.

——————

“God I think I’m going to die. Is this what being a woman is like?”

(Name) watched Leorio struggle to walk down the stairs in a pair of her pink heels, having to hold a hand her Killua’s mouth to keep him from laughing.

“If you mean baring the weight of being uncomfortable to conform to beauty standards, then yes.”

She offered him her hand as he reached the final step, leading him to the couch.

Kurapika left his room, wearing his red tabard and pink undershirt. (Name) glanced back at him and smiled, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes.

“Oh, nice. Pink is… close to red! It’s good enough!”

Kurapika glanced at the rest of the group and then down at himself. Each one of them, besides (Name) who was still in her pajamas, was dressed in bright pink. Even Gon’s shirt had soaked in more pink than his!

“Well, I know who’s not winning best dressed. Less competition for me…”

Leorio had an entire hot pink suit for Christ’s sake!

‘Overkill much?’ Kurapika thought, scowling. (Name) served everyone breakfast before running upstairs to get dressed herself.

“Is she… upset I’m not wearing pink?”

“Wow. He’s learning.”

Kurapika sent Killua a glare.

“I wouldn’t say she’s upset, maybe a bit disappointed. She’s been looking forward to this for a while, and was nice enough to give us two days notice.”

Gon was the voice of reason, patting Kurapika’s shoulder as he spoke.

“… I see. I didn’t mean to disappoint her, I was just busy yesterday.”

“When are you not busy?”

“…”

Kurapika folded his arms over his chest and stared out the window. He didn’t have a response for that, at least not a response that would convince Killua of anything.

The boy may be a rude brat, but he could point out when someone was lying like it was second nature to him.

“Hey, we have to stop in town to grab some snacks for the movie theater anyways. Why don’t you and Killua go grab you a pink shirt or something?”

“Leaving me and Killua alone sounds like an awful idea.”

“Maybe, but he’s the only one that can take you where you need to go, and I am NOT walking around town in these heels.”

Kurapika groaned, plopping down onto the couch. Killua followed suit, obviously not thrilled about the situation either.

‘But… it’s for (Name).’ Killua thought, glancing the blonde.

“Alright, I’ll take you. But you owe me one.”

Kurapika just nodded, his head in his hands.

While they were distracted, (Name) began to walk downstairs, the sound of heels clicking against the wooden stairs.

As she came into view, Leorio turned Kurapika’s head to look at her, his own jaw dropped at the sight.

“You boys ready?”

She was wearing a short gingham patterned pink dress that stopped at her upper thigh. It flared out at the bottom, a white petticoat peeking out.

On her legs were a pair of white thigh highs with a lacy ruffle at the top, squishing the soft flesh of her thighs. Her pink Mary Janes clicked as she reached the bottom of the stairs.

She set her heart shaped handbag on the dining room table as she glanced at herself in the mirror one more time.

Kurapika couldn’t speak, and breathing wasn’t coming much easier. She looked absolutely adorable, different than the previous times he’d seen her dress up.

“You’re like a real life Barbie!” Gon said, jumping up and following her around as she packed her belongings into her purse.

“Aww, thank you sweetheart. That��s what I was going for!”

She ruffled the boys hair and smiled, the smile reaching her eyes this time. Kurapika realized that she looked so much prettier when her eyes crinkled up when she smiled.

“Come on, if we don’t get there early enough we won’t get the good seats!”

The group followed behind their very pink friend, jumping into the car. “Okay, we’re going to be splitting up, gang.”

“What is this, an episode of Scooby Doo?”

“Killua.”

He quieted down, folding his arms over his chest.

“Me and Gon will be shopping for snacks. You, Kurapika, and Leorio will watch the car.”

“Why does Gon get to go and I don’t?”

“Because you got kicked out while Gon was out of town, so he’s the only one allowed inside with me. Leorio’s wearing heels, and if Kurapika isn’t here to watch you, who knows what you’ll do.”

Leorio sighed. “You’re right. I’m in no shape to catch him.”

(Name) squeezed his shoulder. “Exactly. I’ll be back in 15 minutes.”

Killua waited until the two were in the store before climbing into the front seat.

“Alright, let’s go. We have maybe 15 minutes to get you another shirt. In (Name) time, that means 25 minutes.”

Kurapika slid into the drivers seat and drove out of the parking lot.

“Turn here.”

“But that’s a-“

“Just turn you dumb blonde!”

That was the second time he’d been called a dumb blonde today. ‘I hope that’s not a new nickname…’

Killua and Kurapika left the car, Leorio waving at them from the backseat.

“Are you sure this is the only place that sells pink shirts for men?”

“… they sell pink shirts.”

Kurapika sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as Killua led him inside.

Kurapika looked over the abysmal men’s section, seeing nothing pink. “You said there were pink shirts for men.”

“I said there were pink shirts.”

“… where Killua?”

The boy pointed to the women’s section, Kurapika narrowing his eyes. “Is this some kind of joke?”

“If it was a joke I’d be laughing. Come on, do you want to make (Name) happy or not?”

Kurapika thought about the current situation for a moment. Was pleasing (Name) worth his pride?

‘…’

Kurapika looked down at his new shirt, pleasantly surprised at how well it fit.

It was a plain black shirt with the pink Barbie logo on the front. He’d also bought a pair of pink women’s jeans.

Again, they fit… too well…

“You’re not beating the allegations of you being a woman, Kurapika.”

Kurapika sent Leorio a glare. “I don’t want to hear anything from you, not right now.”

While Kurapika didn’t care about wearing pink, he was a little embarrassed to be decked out in women’s clothing. The jeans were bedazzled on the butt for goodness sake!

“Boys, we’re back I-“

(Name) looked at Kurapika, who was now in the backseat again, now wearing his new Barbie outfit.

“I… bought an outfit. For the movie.”

His cheeks were a light shade of pink. Kurapika didn’t often put in this much effort to please another person, it felt… strange. He wanted her to compliment him, tell him how nice he looked.

“Oh, you look so handsome! Pink really is your color!”

She placed the bags of snacks in the floor of the backseat. Kurapika’s blush deepened, Killua glancing at him from his seat with a raised eyebrow.

They drove to the theater, (Name) barely able to stay still in her seat. “Oh, my friend saw it last week and said it was amazing! I’m so excited!”

Kurapika watched, his eyes softening ever so slightly. He hadn’t seen her this happy since the Hunter Exam when she got her license.

(Name) stepped out of the car, barely able to contain her excitement as she dashed towards the movie theater.

“Hey, be careful, you’ll trip!” Killua called out, but even as he scolded her he was grinning ear to ear. He’d only seen her like this a few times before, it always made him smile. (Name) did so much for him, it was only fair he’d try and make sure she was happy too.

Leorio stumbled into the movie theater, having to steady himself against a wall. “Jesus my legs are killing me. How do you wear these, (Name)?”

“Through gritted teeth and with bandaids on my heels!”

She left the group to buy their tickets.

Kurapika watched as (Name) stood in line behind a bunch of other women dressed in pink. Out of all of them, Kurapika’s eyes only fell on her. He wasn’t interested in the thin woman in skin tight pants in front of her, or the curvy woman with the low dip in her top.

(Name) was the only one that could capture his attention, his lust. He watched the edge of her skirt twirl around her legs when she walked, the soft squish of her thighs when she crouched down to pick up a little girl’s Barbie.

The women in line all seemed to adore (Name), smiling and laughing as they took pictures together. She seemed so at peace, wiggling in her spot as another woman showered her in compliments.

“She seems pretty popular with women.” Leorio said, having taken off his heels to apply bandaids.

“I guess so…”

Leorio hummed. “Maybe they’ll get lucky and she’ll give them her number.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “Her number? Why?”

The dark haired man tilted his head, but didn’t answer.

(Name) hurried back to the group, handing out everyone’s tickets.

——————

The five sat down in their assigned seats.

From left to right was Gon, Killua, (Name), Kurapika, and Leorio.

(Name) held her breath through the commercials, having to be reminded to breathe by Killua. “Come on, it’s almost time. You don’t want to pass out before it’s started, huh?”

She only nodded and pulled her purse into her lap. Kurapika glanced down at her lap to see her pulling out a small Barbie doll. It was obviously old, but taken care of. As the movie started, she held the doll to her chest, beaming as Barbie appeared on screen.

“It’s her! It’s Barbie!”

She shook Kurapika’s arm and pointed to the screen, her eyes twinkling.

He could only nod, flustered when her hand didn’t leave his arm. She was too distracted by the movie to notice, but he wasn’t.

The movie continued for around thirty minutes, (Name) completely enraptured by the world of Barbie.

That was until the movie suddenly turned off.

Gon was the first to say something. “What’s happening?”

(Name) didn’t answer, the smile falling from her face. “… I’m not sure, but we should get out of here. Let’s go to the lobby and talk to a manager.”

Kurapika watched as she stood and brushed her skirt off. She seemed disappointed and a bit upset, holding onto that Barbie doll like it was a lifeline.

She helped Leorio down the stairs, looking around to make sure there wasn’t any danger. Kurapika noticed her herding the two boys behind her when they tried to walk ahead.

“We’re not sure what’s happening, so stay by me, okay?”

Kurapika watched her with soft eyes. Even though she was clearly upset that the movie she’d been looking forward to had been interrupted, the first thing on her mind was making sure they were safe.

(Name) talked with the people at the front desk while the others gathered at the small arcade attached to the side.

“You got any quarters, Kurapika?” Gon asked, hoping to play a few games while they waited.

“No, I don’t carry change.”

“Why?”

“It’s heavy.”

Gon and Leorio exchanged a look. “Okay…”

(Name) jogged back, Killua meeting her halfway. It was almost like he could sense she had bad news, his hand taking her’s.

“They…”

She held her Barbie tight in her other hand, her lip quivering.

“They had to cancel all their showings for today… they had an issue with the film.”

Killua was quick to try and console her. “Hey, we can see it some other time! W-“

“But we won’t be able to get together like this some other time!”

Kurapika flinched. Every member of the group glanced his way when she said that.

“I… I’m sorry. It’s not that big of a deal, let’s just go home.”

(Name) shoved her Barbie into her purse and stormed out the door, holding her keys in her hand.

“(Name)!”

Killua followed after her as the other three watched.

“… when are you leaving, Kurapika?”

The blonde didn’t meet the young boy’s eyes. “… next week on Friday.”

Leorio pulled out his phone and began looking some things up.

“Hold up, I have a plan.”

———————

Leorio took over driving the mom van. (Name) was too busy sulking to pay any attention to the road.

“You know…”

(Name) glanced up from her phone as Leorio spoke.

“I heard they’re selling a Barbie themed build-a-bear…”

She furrowed her eyebrows. “… and?”

He didn’t respond, instead pulling into the parking lot of a familiar store. (Name) peeked out the window, her eyes lighting up at the sight.

“It’s-“

Leorio smiled at her from his seat. “Yep, it’s build-a-bear.”

(Name) leaped out of the car and dashed to the front of the store, staring up at the sign. She glanced back at the group of four, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

“Leorio…”

She jumped into his arms and kissed his cheek. The man laughed, spinning her around a bit.

“Let’s go get you that bear, Barbie.”

Kurapika watched this from a distance, a bit ashamed he hadn’t thought of anything to cheer her up.

He knew her less than he thought. Kurapika didn’t know her love for Barbies or stuffed animals, he didn’t understand it either. So even though he was jealous that Leorio had received a kiss, he put on a smile and followed them into the build-a-bear.

“Hello kiddos, what are you looking for today?”

The employee addressed Gon and Killua, but the two pushed (Name) forward.

“She wants the Barbie bear.”

The employee blinked, but her smile returned quickly. “Oh, that’s great we just received more bears and bathing suits!”

(Name) squealed in joy, following the employee to the back where she brought out a box of Barbie themed bears.

“Here you go!”

(Name) held the freshly fluffed bear to her chest.

“Boys, do you want a bear as well?”

Gon instantly nodded his head. “Yeah!”

Killua saw the look in (Name)’s eyes and agreed to a bear as well.

The other two declined, but one look from Killua told them she wanted them all to get a bear to celebrate the occasion.

‘I don’t even like stuffed animals…’ Kurapika thought as he picked up a small yellow bear. It was the cheapest one available.

“(Name) can I get thi-“

“If its ugly then no.”

“But it’s not ugly! It’s just… okay it is ugly”

Gon dropped the abomination of a stuffed animal back into its box.

“Can I get this one?”

Killua held up a simple brown teddy bear. (Name) gave him a quick nod before going back to browsing the clothing available.

“(Name), what should I get?”

Leorio paced around in his heels, seemingly getting the hang of walking in them.

“You’re supposed to pick it yourself, but…”

She picked up a blue bear. “How about this?”

Leorio snatched the bear out of her hands and ran over to get it stuffed so he could flirt with the employee.

‘Of course…’

(Name) watched as Gon reached for the frog plush, sighing in relief. At least that one was cute, unlike that strange bird creature he’d asked for before.

“Is everyone ready? Got your outfits?”

They all nodded and brought their bears to the counter.

“Will that be all for you, ma’am?”

“Yes!”

(Name) looked to the price and paused. It was a few hundred dollars, money that could pay for multiple of her bills that month. She glanced down at her own bear. It was the most expensive out of the bunch, so if she took it out…

Kurapika pushed her out of the way and handed the employee his card. “I’ll be paying.”

“Hey, Kurapika-“

Leorio placed a hand over (Name)’s mouth. “Shh, we’re treating you. Don’t worry about it.”

But she would worry about it. (Name) bit her lip as the woman bagged the bears and hands them out to each of their new owners.

“… thank you.”

She pulled her bear to her chest and inhaled her strawberry scent. Kurapika smiled down at her and ruffled her hair.

“You’re welcome, (Name).”

Killua and Gon held their bears, tilting them and turning them. “They’re soft. And… nice!”

“I think that’s the point.”

The group piled back into the mom van, Leorio once again taking the wheel.

“We have another stop. You don’t mind, right (Name)?”

She squinted. “As long as I get to pay for my own things this time.”

Leorio waved his hand dismissively. “Yeah, yeah.”

Their next stop was a small ice cream parlor a few minutes away. (Name) picked out a (flavor) ice cream cone before they all left to sit outside.

“This is nice. I’m a little sad we can’t see the movie, but spending time with you all is more than enough for me.”

The four shared a knowing glance with each other.

After they finished their ice cream, they once again got in the mom van.

“One more stop! Cover your eyes, alright?”

She frowned, but complied to Leorio’s wishes. She heard the car door open and the feeling of Killua’s cold hand grab her’s.

“Come on, I’ll lead you.”

Killua was one of the only people (Name) trusted enough to follow without complaint.

“Alright, open your eyes.”

She pulled her hands away from eyes to see they were at the movie theater. But this wasn’t the one they’d been at before, it was different.

“Is… is this…”

Tears started to pool in her eyes as she realized what was going on. Gon stepped forward and leaned his head on her shoulder. “It’s the movie theater!”

Leorio smiled. “I looked it up, and this movie still has a few airings of the Barbie movie going on. I bought tickets, it starts in 30 minutes.”

(Name)’s mascara began to run down her cheeks. “You did that for me?”

Leorio nodded, pulling her into a side hug. “Of course, you would have done the same for any of us.”

She sniffled, reaching her hands up to rub her eyes but was stopped by Kurapika.

Kurapika grabbed her hand and began to lead her inside. “Kurapika, what-“

“Your makeup. It’s running.”

He opened the door to the women’s restroom and walked in with her, lifting her up to sit on the counter. “Hey! You shouldn’t be in-“

Kurapika covered her mouth. “Shh. Let’s get you cleaned up, okay?”

She pouted, but allowed him to pull her makeup out of her purse. He began to wipe at her smeared mascara, his touch not as gentle as it should have been.

“I can do it myself…”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “Not with those shaky hands.”

(Name) blinked and glanced down. Her hands were shaking. ‘He noticed that?’

Her gaze softened. (Name) forgot how observant he could be sometimes. Kurapika finished wiping away her mascara and opened it, applying her mascara for her.

“Blink.”

She listened, batting her long lashes at him. He felt his heart thump against his chest. (Name) really was adorable, even when her makeup was a mess.

“There, all better.”

He helped her off the counter so she could look at herself in the mirror.

“Aww, Kurapika, thank you.”

She turned around and pulled him into a tight hug. Kurapika’s hands shot out to hover around her awkwardly, not knowing if he even had to right to still hold her.

(Name) held onto him for a moment more, head pressed firmly against his chest, before she let go.

“Let’s go, I don’t want to miss the movie!”

The two paused when a group of women walked in, Kurapika stiffening next to her.

The women didn’t give either of them any attention, besides a girl in the back.

“Oh, momma she’s pretty.”

The little girl pointed at Kurapika, her Barbie doll clutched in her other hand. “Like Barbie!”

(Name) glanced at him, a smile on her face. The blonde could only pout.

“Let’s go.”

Killua was waiting for them outside the bathroom. He gave Kurapika a look, his nose scrunched up.

“Have fun in the women’s restroom, you perv?”

(Name) pinched his cheek. “Killua, be nice. And you shouldn’t be saying things like that!”

He swatted at her hands with a pout.

Kurapika’s cheeks were pink from embarrassment. “Tch…”

He walked past the two and towards the theater.

“You feeling any better?”

Killua held onto her hand, his eyes meeting her’s. The white haired boy had been worried for his dear friend, considering how important this movie was to her.

“Yes, much better.”

She squeezed his hand and walked with him to the theater.

——————

(Name) left the movie theater sobbing, having to be guided out by Leorio.

Gon wasn’t fairing much better. His bottom lip poked out as he tried not to cry. “Why were the Kens so mean to the Barbies? What’s a patriarchy?”

He shook Killua by the shoulders, who only groaned. “Ask (Name) about it later…”

“(Name), it’s alright. Come on, you’re smudging your makeup again!” He tried to calm her down, glancing around the lobby to see other women staring at them.

“Is he bothering you, miss?”

A woman had approached her, placing a hand on her shoulder as she squinted at Leorio. He tried to respond, stumbling over his words, but (Name) just sniffled.

“No, he’s my friend. I’m just… the movie…”

The woman nodded. “Yeah, it was good wasn’t it?”

They shared a knowing look, (Name) letting out a heavy sigh. “Thanks for checking on me.”

The woman only smiled before walking away.

“Why did she come over to check on you, (Name)?” Gon asked, tilting his head. (Name) ruffled his hair.

“Well, sometimes all us women have are each other. She thought Leorio might be bothering me, so she walked over to see if I was alright.”

Gok frowned. “But she was even shorter than you. What could she have done?”

(Name) laughed. “That’s not the point, sweetheart. We put ourselves on the line sometimes if it means potentially protecting another woman. It’s called being a girl’s girl.”

Gon didn’t quite understand, but he nodded nonetheless. Kurapika walked towards them holding (Name)’s purse.

“Got it.”

He handed the purse to (Name). “Thanks, dear. Now we can go home!”

She’d forgotten her purse in the movie theater, and Kurapika had offered to grab it for her. The blonde blushed at the pet name, quickly walking ahead of them towards the car.

It was dark now. The outside was crowded with women of many different ages all smiling and laughing together.

“Hi Barbie!”

(Name) smiled when a little girl waved to her and Kurapika. “Hi Barbie!”

She nudged Kurapika’s shoulder, causing him to roll his eyes. “… hi Barbie.”

Gon and Killua waved and smiled to other kids their age, all decked out in pink. Leorio was the odd one out, the only man decked out in a full pink suit wearing heels.

“Wow, who’s man is that? He’s a keeper…”

Leorio perked up at this comment. “Oh wow, in a pink suit too? God that’s hot…”

He began to strut towards their car with a bit more confidence. Throughout the day, he’d become much more comfortable in (Name)’s heels.

‘This is all gonna go to his head.’ Killua thought.

(Name) watched Kurapika walk for a moment, her eyes drifting down.

“Oh, I like the design on your jeans, Kurapika!”

The blonde paused, glancing back at her.

‘The only design on my jeans is…’

“Were you looking at my butt, (Name)?”

She covered her mouth as she gasped. Gon tilted his head. “Why were you looking at Kurapika’s butt?”

“Gon don’t ask people things like that.” Leorio said, groaning.

(Name) stuttered out a reply. “I-I guess I was.”

Oh. He hadn’t been expecting that. Now Kurapika was the one blushing and covering his mouth.

‘She was checking me out?’

He got into the car quickly and used his tabard to cover himself. Just thinking of her looking at him and LIKING his body made all the blood rush to his dick.

“Wow, (Name) I didn’t know you were a pervert.”

(Name) smacked Leorio’s head, still flustered. “I’m not! He’s just got a cute butt and it’s literally shiny right now!”

‘Cute butt?’

He covered his face, the heat in his cheeks nearly burning his hands.

“I can’t believe you’re objectifying Kurapika, (Name). Didn’t we just watch a movie about that?” Killua said, shaking his head.

(Name) glanced back at Kurapika. “Sorry, sweetheart. You do have a cute butt though.”

‘SHE SAID IT AGAIN!’

He didn’t answer, just ready to get home before he came in his pants.

———————

As they rode home, (Name) got a call. Everyone stayed quiet as she answered it, Leorio turning the radio down.

“Yes? Oh hey! Yeah I just saw it. Yeah yeah. Oh my god I cried too! Oh… yes he’s here.”

This made the entire group curious. Which ‘he’ was she referring to?

(Name) bit her lip before responding in a whisper. “No, you’re not fighting him. Oh stop, I told you I was over it already.”

‘I think she’s talking about me.’

Kurapika watched the trees pass by outside his window, a frown on his lips. Even her friends disliked him. Had what he’d done affected her that much?

“Wait tell her I’ll fight him!” Killua yelled.

“Killua you don’t even know who we’re talking about.” (Name) said, covering the speaker of her phone with her hand.

“It’s Kurapika, obviously.” Killua answered, the blonde flinching at the call out. “Who else has-“

“Killua.”

The white haired boy stopped at Leorio’s words. “That’s enough. Let’s not ruin this day, okay?”

Killua knew how important this day was for (Name), but he struggled to stay quiet. It could have been an even better day if she didn’t base it off of Kurapika being there. Then she wouldn’t have been so sad if the movie was cancelled.

‘The only reason we HAD to see it today is because he’ll be leaving soon, and probably never talking to her again.’ Killua thought, frowning. She cared deeply for the blonde, and it pissed Killua off.

(Name) had turned her attention back to her phone. “Wait, really? This week? Oh, I’ll have to check in with everyone first…”

(Name) turned to the group, smiling.

“Who would like to go to the beach Tuesday?”

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Fixer Upper

Part 32

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

pt 31

pt 33

A/N: sorry this took so long. There will be a 32.5 chapter next to celebrate Kurapika’s birthday.

warning: death, misogyny

As (Name) got ready to fight, the sound of whimpering and scraping filled the small enclosed space, making her wince. Before she could say anything, something started to crawl into the little guy from the middle of the tunnel.

“Oh my god.”

A centaur-like chimera ant led two human beings on leashes, forcing them to walk on their hands and knees. “Keep it down, you two.”

The ant pulled on their leashes, causing the poor men to choke. “Who are you guys? How dare you intrude on my turf?”

“Help… please help us!” one of the unfortunate men called out, tears running down his face. (Name) began to walk forward, but her arm was caught by Kite. He gave her a stern yet sympathetic look before letting her go. She bit her lip, staying in her spot.

“Stop talking Spot! You’re just a dog!”

(Name)’s eyes went wide with shock as the ant stomped on the man’s head, killing him instantly. Could she have saved him if she acted? “Oops, didn’t mean to do that. Oh well, I’m getting bored with these guys. Guess I’ll get rid of Rover, too.”

The surviving man panicked, trying his best to act like a pathetic, begging dog. It was a desperate attempt at survival, one that was in vain. “When you beg like that, I just want to kill you more.”

“STOP IT!”

Kite caught Gon’s arm this time as the boy lunged, causing him to look back. “Don’t move carelessly. There’s more than one enemy. They want you to rush over.”

Two more ants walked out of the separate caves, cackling as the centaur ended the other man’s life. Gon and (Name) looked away, which caused them to be scolded by Kite.

“Don’t look away! If they shoot a projectile your way, you won’t be able to see it.”

The two nodded slowly, and (Name) lightly brushed her hand against Gon’s, an attempt at comfort. It was her way of saying they were in this together, and that she understood. It wasn’t much, but his heartbeat did calm down slightly, and he couldn’t help but spare her a thankful glance.

“I’ve got it. You three will be my new dogs.”

(Name) tilted her head as the centaur ant the pointed to her. “And you? You will be my mate.”

The entire room went quiet, (Name) blinking rapidly, looking back at forth at the ant, Kite, Killua, and Gon. “Did… did I hear that correctly?”

Killua and Gon stood there in shock, looking both disgusted and angry at the same time. Kite looked as calm and collected as always, but he seemed slightly tense in his shoulders, as if he were holding himself back. “Chimera ants have always been aggressive, but it seems consuming malicious humans has made them even more evil.”

“H-huh? What do you mean?” Gon asked, still recovering from the chimera ant’s words. He hated that (Name) had been signaled out and disrespected. It only fueled his anger and resentment towards the creatures.

“Phagogenesis.” Killua answered.

“If we don’t deal with them here, many more will die!” Kite exclaimed. In response to his words, their auras spiked as they got ready to battle.

“Capture them!” the centaur ant ordered the other ants with a point of his finger, causing them to launch forward.

“I’ll take the one in the back. You boys will have to deal with the two rushing us. (Name) you’ll provide support, be ready to use your ability when needed.”

(Name) sighed in relief, then paused for a second to turn and look at Kite. She wanted to fight too, but she wouldn’t disobey him. There was most likely a very good reason he was making her stay back, either for her own well being, or for the boys’.

“Right!”

“Got it!

“Do not hesitate. You must fight to kill.”

As the two ran to fight the ants, Kite and (Name) stayed behind, staring down the centaur ant in front of them. It looked at her hungrily, licking its lips and chuckling under its breath. (Name) tried not to forget Kite’s words and kept a good eye on the beast, even when it grinned and purred lowly, biting its lip as it looked her up and down.

She was just glad the boys were there to see the way it looked at her, it grossed her out and was plainly disrespectful. Kite didn’t say anything, but stayed within an inch of her, his hip nearly touching hers. It was reassuring, a way for him to say he would protect her if needed.

“A lesson for you, (Name).” Kite said softly, his eyes trained on the ant. “A cocky opponent will let down their guard in front of someone they perceive as weak. Sometimes using your own weakness to your advantage is a good way to win a fight against someone that may be stronger than you.”

The ant watched as (Name) and Kite talked quietly, the two never looking away from it as they whispered back in forth. The creature sighed, cracking its neck in boredom.

“Hey. We should get started soon.”

Kite waves his hand dismissively. “Wait a little longer.”

“Screw that! You don’t have a choice in the matter,” it licked its lip, glancing between the two. “Now entertain me.”

“Very well.”

As Kite’s aura rose, (Name) darted to the left. The ant paid her no mind, focusing on the threat in front of him. She used this opportunity to go over to Killua, who had been injured during his fight.

(Name) approached him, crouching down to his level. “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine, the poison can’t-“

“Poison!?”

Killua groaned as she fussed over him, lifting up the back of his shirt. “Killua, does it not hurt? I’ll heal it, don’t worry.”

She placed her hand over the wound, closing her eyes in concentration. “It’ll feel better soon.”

He softened ever so slightly. (Name) was probably the only person that ever truly worried over him, that considered him a child. Gon cared about him sure, but he knew what Killua could and couldn’t take and didn’t worry.

But she worried regardless. When he was hurt, she wanted to make it better. As the wound stitched itself back together, he reached out and held her free hand. “Thanks, (Name).”

She smiled in reply, handing him a granola bar once it was healed. “Here, when I heal a wound it uses your stamina. Your stamina specifically is pretty high, but eating a snack will make sure you stay energetic.”

He took it, unwrapping the bar before taking a big bite. “Mmph… weird, I didn’t think I was that hungry…”

After devouring the bar, Killua joined the others, (Name) following behind him. “Oh it’s him!”

“The thing that shot us!”

Kite, having already defeated his enemy, had his nen activated. “I got a slot machine in my mouth! It goes from 1 to 9. Each number summons a different weapon. This is my Crazy Shot! Don’t forget the name!”

“Just go away…” Kite said, the weapon disappearing.

(Name) healed Gon’s wounds as the others talked, giving him a granola bar as well.

———————

As they made their way out of the cave, Kite continued to speak. (Name) didn’t pay much attention, too busy sorting through her backpack and trying to calm her nerves.

“Let’s hurry, the nest is close.”

That caught her attention.

The forest was dark, all of the animals had gone silent. It felt tense, especially when Gon looked to be on high alert. Usually, when Gon was tense, that meant something was about to happen. After all, his instincts were incredibly sharp.

Killua looked on guard as well, glancing between the gaps in the canopy. He stood close to (Name) as Kite sighed. “We’re surrounded.”

(Name) froze, the only part of her body that moved was her eyes. She searches the tree line for any movement, but it was too dark for her eyes to see.

“Their numbers are great.”

The bushes next to them exploded, along with things falling from the sky. They all landed in front of the four. “Now, then… let’s decide order and methodology. As for our targets, you have three choices. One..”

(Name) reached for Killua’s hand, trying to comfort herself more than him.

“Decide the order in which you will fight. Two, attempt to escape. Three, give up and let us capture you. If you choose option one, you will fight one-on-one battles with us for a chance to survive. I don’t recommend the second option. You’ll anger us, resulting in a brutal capture and prolonged suffering for all of you. Option three is out of the question. That would anger us even more than option two. So, what will you do?”

She felt like she was being leered at again. Each creature stared at her, licking their lips and making strange sounds.

Gon frowned. He was still feeling angry from the disrespect (Name) faced earlier, and from all of the death and pain those creatures had caused. “Kite.”

“We couldn’t have asked for a better deal. One-on-one fights with their Captains. We’ll start with whoever is prepared to fight.”

Killua stepped forward, in front of (Name). “I’ll go.”

“No I will!” Gon said, and the two immediately faced each other to play rock paper scissors. Gon was the Victor.

“Okay, I’m going first!”

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After Killua and Gon's fight, Kite pushed name to the front. "She'll be going next."

Killa froze, his hand shooting out to grab her arm.

"Wait, I can go again. She doesn't need to-"

"She's going, that's final."

His words left no room to argue. Killua let go of (Name) hesitantly, a slight shake in his hand for a split second before he was able to hide it.

... Killua, I'll be okay. I've been training too, remember?"

She handed him her backpack, taking a deep breath.

"Watch that for me, okay?"

The other chimera ants chittered and laughed as her opponent stepped forward. The creature was tall, looking like a large, muscular moth with brown wings. It stared down are her, it’s shadow covering her completely. “This is who I get to fight? She’s the size of a baby bear. I could crush her with one hand.”

“Did… did you just compare me to a bear?”

The ant attempted to reach its massive hand out to crush her head, but she dodged to the side. “H-hey, we haven’t started fighting y-“

The ant kneed her in the stomach, sending her flying in the opposite direction. “(Name)!”

Killua began to run forward to go and help her, but was pulled back by the collar of his shirt. “Don’t. You’ll only provoke the rest of them and make (Name) lose focus.”

The boy growled, planting his feet on the ground. He watched as she slowly got back up as the massive chimera ant approached her. “Done already? And after those two children showed you up. How pathetic.”

She wiped the blood from her mouth silently, her aura spiking. “Huh, it really does take just a single touch.”

The ant blinked in confusion as its comrades watched on in horror. The leg it used to kick her was withering away, the pain only now catching up to it. “W-what did you do to me!?”

It tried to rush her, but fell as the effect spread, causing him to fall as his legs became nothing but ash. She easily stepped out of its range. “I’m just speeding up what would have happened to you anyways. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust as they say.”

With that, her fight was over. As she joined the others, Gon and Killua stared on in awe and a bit of fear. “(Name), that was-“

“Scary.” Killua finished Gon’s sentence.

She smiled tiredly, sitting down. “Yeah, it’s something Kite suggested I try. Took a lot out of me and I had to get pretty close to my enemy to use it, but I think I can train myself to eventually have more control over it. Maybe I can even eventually use it from a distance someday!”

Kite walked forward, summoning his weapon as the others chatted.

“That’s enough… it’s my turn!”

The frog like ant stepped forward as Crazy Slots rolled a 2. “Two, huh? Damn, bad spin.”

A scythe appeared in his hands, the blade so long it nearly wrapped around him.

“Killua, (Name)…”

“That scythe is nasty.”

“Gon, Killua, (Name). In three seconds, jump up.”

And they did, all three of them leaping into the air and barely missing the attack that wiped out the entire group of chimera ants.

“Be cautious as we advance. As I mentioned, that won’t be enough to kill them immediately. Are you okay?”

“Huh?”

“It’s only getting worse from here. If you start to sympathize with the enemy, you won’t be able to handle what’s coming.”

“Im fine. I have no sympathy for bugs that call each other trash.”

Kite, Gon, (Nams), and Killga headed towards the Chimera Ant Queen’s castle to prevent the king’s birth.

————————

They continued their journey, (Name) struggling a little to keep up after using her ability. She absentmindedly munched on a granola bar, Killua staying back a little to keep an eye on her.

They all stopped when Kite did, waiting for him to speak. “We’re being followed.”

They quickly turned around. “Not from there.”

He looked up, frowning. “There’s quite a number of them.”

Several Chimera ants flew in the air, one more humanoid than the rest. The four now raced through the trees, Killua seemingly angry at how clueless he had been.

“They’re coming from the left and the right. Keep up your guard.” Kite informed them just as a dragonfly like chimera ant flew towards them. The sound of its wings buzzing was so loud that it made (Name)’s ears hurt.

She attempted to seat one away, but they were way too fast. When she tried to get close to use her ability. They hid behind trees. “Crap!”

“The trees are getting in the way!” Gon exclaimed, getting frustrated over the same thing.

“Yeah.”

“Shouldn’t we get out of the forest?” Gon asked, his brow furrowing as another chimera ant weaves through the trees.

“This is a trap.”

———————

(Name) yawned, rubbing her eyes as Kite easily dispatched the chimera ants. They left the woods, the chimera ant that planned to attack them backing off once he sensed he was outclassed by Kite.

“He was able to understand that he was outclassed, and he calmly backed down at once. Most likely, he was a squadron leader.”

They watched as the chimera ants backed away. “We’re following them. Their nest must be nearby. If we follow them, we will find the Queen.”

The three ran through the night as the moon shown over them. Kite used his En to track the chimera ants, nodding. “They’re continuing to go straight. The Chimera Ant nest must be up ahead.”

“Amazing… he’s been picking them up the entire time, never losing them for an instant.” Killua said, hanging back with Gon and (Name).

“Kite said he could use En within a radius of forty-five meters.”

“I’ve heard that those called Nen masters can handle around fifty meters. Kite is nearly there. Actually, given that he’s kept it up for an entire night, he’s probably stronger.”

“Stronger than… a master… the Kite’s the real deal.”

“Yeah, he’s the first real pro Hunter we’ve met.”

(Name) smiled, listening in to their conversation. As they continued to speak, she couldn’t help but feel lucky to have Kite as her teacher. She held onto her backpack straps, watching as Kite continued to walk at a steady pace.

He was… quite handsome, the more she thought about it. Not only that, but he was intelligent and kind. He was kind enough to teach her on an important mission, even though she was noticeably weaker than Gon and Killua, who he already considered a liability if they couldn’t take care of themselves.

The fact he even offered them a chance to leave showed he cared. An uncaring man wouldn’t care if a few kids and a girl died due to their own weakness, but he obviously was not that type of man.

This revelation made her cheeks heat up. Did she… no, there was no way she had some sort of crush on him. She liked Kurapika!

But…

‘He obviously… doesn’t like me…’ her heart twisted in her chest. The memory of his words made her want to curl up into a ball and die.

“This is a pretty brutal place for training, though.”

(Name) began listening back into their conversation to distract herself. Kite responded to Killua’s words. “That’s why I keep asking if your resolve is firm. As you mentioned, Ging had certain expectations when he sent you to me. But I do not intend to train you during this journey. We don’t have that kind of time.”

Soft moonlight trickled through the trees as they continued on. To (Name), it felt like that night was lasting forever.

“I brought you te along because I thought you might be of use, and (Name) because I have a duty to fulfill. From here, it comes down to your resolve. If it’s strong, you’ll develop nen and grow strong via combat. If it’s weak, the ants will eat you.”

The three nodded slowly.

“But we can’t die. We are pro Hunters. Those who call themselves Hunters always get their prey. For Hunters, that is the first commandment. A hunt involves both Hunter and prey. It is a battle of resolve. Emerging victorious from a battle of resolve is what makes a successful hunt. The loser has to follow the winner’s rules and customs. Usually, this means the loser’s death.”

“Rules…”

(Name) paused by a small waterfall, for a moment she had an idea, hearing Gon repeat the word… but it was gone with the wind as soon as Kite continued to speak.

“If you don’t want that result, then win. Improving your nen is important, of course. But to be a successful Hunter, you must understand the enemy and yourself.”

(Name) went quiet again, the sounds of their voices fading away. During this time spent with Kite, Gon, and Killua, she had seen so much death and destruction. Even though it had been said so many times before, her very human mind couldn’t seem to comprehend the possibility of her own death.

Sure, she had thoughts of suicide and even made a few attempts, but she couldn’t quite get the concept of her life being in danger. How many times had she nearly died during the Hunter Exam alone? It was all a bit fuzzy… especially in the beginning when she was still so lost in the dark.

Kurapika had been that light that made the fog clear away. But now… it was as if he was the very fog itself, making the way in front of her unseeable. His words and actions had plunged her back into the abyss she had tried so hard to climb out of.

And part of her resented him for it.

She shook that thought from her head, her heart pouding in her chest. No, no she could never hate or resent him. Kurapika was the person she loved with her entire heart… she didn’t want to feel this way.

So, for the first time, she pushed down those feelings she had for him, attempting to cover them up with her feelings of love and affection. It felt suffocating, almost like her throat was swelling up, but it felt a hell of a lot better than trying to accept that she was human and felt anger for her she had been treated.

She didn’t want to hate him.

By the time she had recovered, Kite sat down on a small, flat boulder. “Ah. That’s right… I just remembered.”

He took out a Hunter’s license, holding it out to Gon. “A Hunter license?”

“This is Ging’s.”

“Huh? Ging’s?”

As they spoke, (Name) and Killua hung back a little. Killua, ever perceptive reached out to grab her sleeve. “You alright?”

She thought for a second before nodding. “Yeah, just… a bit tired, is all.”

After they finished talking, (Name) and Killua rejoined the pair. “Kite…”

He looked up as she spoke, noticing the slight heat in her cheeks. “Thank you… for bringing me. Even though…”

She paused for a moment. “Even though I’m not strong like the others. I-“

“(Name).”

He placed a hand on her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. “Do you truly think I would have taken you with me if I didn’t believe you could handle yourself? You’ve already proven yourself, so why do you still doubt your own strength?”

Her eyes were wide with surprise. Kite… thought she was strong? “I…”

Before she could say anything else, Kite stood up and walked towards the cliff’s edge, sweat bearing down his face. His eyes darkened as he looked over the landscape. “That’s a monster…”

He crouched down, muttering to himself. “What is this? I don’t believe it!”

“What’s wrong, Kite?” Gon asked as the three approached him.

“Gon, Killua, (Name). Run!”

“Huh?”

“Hurry up! Get out of here!”

(Name) stood there, taking a single step back and reaching to grab the boys.

“Get away from me!”

It all happened so fast. As Kite moved to block the way, (Name) yanked Gon and Killua back with all of her strength. Because she was so focused, she didn’t notice what happened to Kite until it was too late.

The sound of something falling onto the ground made her look up. Her eyes widened in terror, anger beginning to well up in her chest.

Kite’s arm was lying on the ground, blood gushing from the wound. Killua and Gon were in shock, trembling in both fear and anger as the Chimera Ant before them regarded the three with malicious so intense it made the air freeze inside their lungs.

It was a cat like creature, with a human looking face. The creature was no taller than (Name), but gave off the aura of a natural born killer.

Seeing Kite’s missing arm, both Gon and (Name) began to tremble in anger. As Gon charged up, (Name) got ready to heal him at a moments notice, the grass around her wilting.

Killua slammed his hand in Gon’s neck, knocking him out cold. But he was too late to do the same to (Name).

Unfortunately, she had caught the ant’s attention.

The second the ant laid eyes on (Name), it tensed up, it’s hair fluffy up as if it were a cat encountering a predator.

‘That woman… her power… it’s a danger to the future king!’

Killua picked up Gon, ready to grab (Name)’s hand, but was stopped when the Chimera Ant took a step towards her. (Name)’s aura instantly died down, the terror or being that beast’s main focus making her body freeze on the spot.

“Go! Now!”

Kite summoned his watching, catching the attention of the ant again. As soon as it wasn’t looking at (Name), Killua grabbed her hand and began to run.

There was no way for her to keep up with him, so she was dragged along, flying through the air. “Kite!”

She watched, tears rolling down her cheeks as Kite turned to face the monstrous being. He said nothing, but held a thumbs up, before getting into a fighting position.

——————

As the night continued on, rain began to fall over the three. After getting a good distance away, Killua slowed down enough so (Name) wasn’t being dragged behind him like a rag doll.

She breathed out a sigh of relief, jogging next to him. Soon, the ground would become to slick to run on, so they moved as quickly as they could.

Even after getting several miles away, she could still feel the effects of that… thing’s aura. It made her skin crawl, every sound making her flinch. She half expected something to jump out at them from the shadows, bearing its teeth and ready to devour them.

They had all been too overconfident. The three of them were still weaker than Kite who’d lost an arm. That thing knew… but…

(Name) turned to see Killua glancing at her. ‘Why did that thing react to (Name) that way?’

Sure, Killua knew that her power was frightening, but it wasn’t nearly as strong or developed as Gon or Killua’s. What made her the one in need of eliminating? Why did she of all people catch that thing’s attention?

As the sun rose, (Name) stumbled along behind Killua, her legs shaky with exhaustion. She had never ran that much in her life, the Hunter Exam was a piece of cake compared to the previous night.

It didn’t take long for their guides to notice them as they walked across the desert again. It was all (Name) could do to not pass out as they helped her up into the horse. She held Gon in her lap, Killua riding on the other horse.

“…”

The ride back to where they began was quiet, the two occasionally exchanging a worried glance. Was Kite okay?

Had they just left him to die?

The two carried Gon, setting him down at the base of the tree once they finally arrived at the embassy. (Name) plopped down onto the ground, rubbing her swollen legs.

She silently took a granola bar out of her bag and handed it to Killua, who ate it without a word.

She laid her shirt out in the sun, putting on her cardigan to keep warm as they recovered from the long night they had experienced.

Killua took out his phone and called Kite’s friends, (Name) keeping Gon’s head in her lap. She gently brushed his wet hair out of his face, trying to stay strong for the boys.

They confirmed they were headed their way with reinforcements, so the two just waited together.

(Name) reached out and held Killua’s hand, squeezing it lightly as the truck carrying Kite’s friends and backup rolled up. He felt like a coward for leaving Kite behind, a weakling, but (Name) understood what they were up against.

Three men stepped out of the car, approaching the two. Netero was at the front of the pack, while the other two followed behind. The man to his left was tall, with a muscular body and gray hair and tan skin. The man on Netero’s right was tall and thin, wearing a business suit and glasses.

“That’s Chairman Netero…” Killua whispered, (Name) nodding slowly.

“What’s this? It’s just a bunch of kids. If you’re here to play, you’ll get burned. Go back home,” the muscular man said, grinning. He was carrying something big and heavy over his back that made him lean forward slightly, a testimony to his strength.

(Name) and Killua frowned. They both knew that they weren’t any ordinary kids, and (Name) was an adult!

“Stop it, Morel. That isn’t nice… they’re only children,” the man in a suit spoke. (Name) squeezed Killua’s hand, her eyes trained on the two.

Netero let out a little laugh, looking down at Killua. “You look pretty defeated. Was the enemy that strong?”

He said this with no malice. Netero knew that the three in front of him were no amateurs. The enemy they had faced was strong, so strong that even Kite lost an arm to it.

“One of them could use nen. That was the worst aura I’ve ever encountered. You guys are unbelievably strong, but I still can’t see you defeating that thing…” Killua said softly, looking down.

“Whenever humans encounter the unknown, they tend to lose perspective. Currently you’re experiencing a state of panic. We’ll take it from here, so go lie in bed.” the man in a suit said, looking down at the three as if they were toddlers that needed a nap.

(Name)’s eyebrow twitched, and her grip on Killua’s hand tightened.

“Haha, you’re no better than I am, Knov,” Morel, the muscular man said. “Kid… the minute you start talking about who can win in a nen fight, you’re wrong. In most cases, you won’t know your opponents abilities. One instant of carelessness is all it takes to turn the tables and cost a life. You can’t make assumptions based on the amount of aura displayed. The battle can turn at any point. That’s what fighting with nen means. But, regardless… you must always fight certain of victory! That is a nen user’s spirit. The moment you were overwhelmed by the opponent’s aura and fled, you were disqualified. You’re lower than a loser!”

With his last words, (Name) stood up. “The hell did you just say?”

She stepped forward, her nen spiking. “I’ve had just about enough of your high and mighty talk. If you had been out there in front of that thing, I bet at least one of you would have cried like a little bitch.”

Killua watched this, his eyes going wide. “(Name), stop it, they’re-“

She held up her hand. “And another thing, does it make you feel big and tough to pick on someone smaller than you? Do you feel like a real man when calling a child a loser after making a really hard decision that saved all of our lives? Why I should-“

She raised her fist, but Netero caught it. “That’s enough, (Name).”

Morel looked down at her as if taking her presence in for the first time. He snorted, reaching out his large hand to ruffle her hair. “Looks like this one has some spunk. Kite’s message was right, this girl has potential.”

Netero nodded, examining her aura. “Kite said that you’ve figured out your nen type?”

She nodded slowly, still trying to fix her hair after it was ruffled. “… yes.”

He nodded, looking to Killua. “Is Gon asleep?”

Killua stayed silent for a minute, only relaxing when he saw (Name) wasn’t in any immediate danger. “He was going to attack the enemy, so I used force to stop him. I didn’t have time to control my strength, so I don’t know when he’ll wake up.”

Morel laughed. “That kid shows some promise then.”

“Morel!”

“It’s difficult to believe that giant chimera ants are eating humans, but since it appears to be true, we must keep casualties to a minimum. If we send fighters who aren’t strong enough, they’ll only strengthen the enemy. Do you understand?”

“Yeah…”

Netero began to walk away, but turned the last second. “We sent two assassins to the nearest village. It’s your decision whether you want to fight. But you must defeat them before you come. If you wish to live as a Hunter… we are not desperate for help. We only seek the strong. That being said…”

He paused for just a moment. “(Name)… you will be coming back, guaranteed, if that’s what you wish.”

She blinked, pointing to herself. “Me..? You want… you want me to come back? Why-“

“There is no time to explain. If you wish to come, then use the time to train and refine your ability. Once the victors between Killua and Gon and the assassins are decided, you will come back with them.”

He threw two playing pieces, Killua catching them immediately.

Killua squeezed her hand, preventing her from accepting or declining.

She thought about Netero’s words on the way to the village. All she could think about was how did her abilities even compare to anyone present, and why weren’t Killua and Gon the ones picked?

(Name) took her turn carrying Gon on her back as walked into town.

She raised an eyebrow as Killua looked over a note left on a blackboard.

To: Gon and Killua

‘Will you fight?’

——————

(Name) and Killua sat at Gon’s side as he rested in bed. It was late in the afternoon, the sun filtering in through the window harsh on the two.

The entire way there, Killua had been completely silent. She didn’t blame him for that, the professional Hunters’ words had been harsh, but had a bit of truth to him. There was only so much comfort she could give him without making it seem like it was out of pity. That was the last thing he needed right now, to be coddled as if he was just a child.

She wasn’t surprised when Gon began to stir, raising his hand to block the light from his eyes.

“Killua… thank.”

Killua looked down, his eyes darkening. “Why would you thank me?”

“Weren’t you the one who stopped me? Had I lost control back there, I would’ve gotten in Kite’s way. Then, all four of us could have died.”

“But I… let Kite die…”

“Kite is alive! He wouldn’t ever let that thing beat him! But considering his injury, he’d have a hard time moving around. So he’s probably hiding. Waiting for us to return! So we should hurry back… once we’ve become stronger! To save Kite!”

(Name) watched the two, her gaze softening. Before her eyes, she was watching Killua’s heart open up, watching him fall in love.

“Let’s go. To become stronger!”

(Name) grinned, grabbing both of their hands and leading them to the bathroom. “But first, you two both need a bath and a change of clothes, pronto!”

She walked through town with them after they both bathed and had a meal.

“What are those?”

“Tokens. You take a piece of marked wood and split it, giving each half to a different person. They work as proof that you’re an ally, or to authenticate a document.”

(Name) stopped, ordering them all some ice cream at a stall before walking back and handing it all out. The three continued their journey, now with a special treat.

“In this case, each of the two assassins holds one matching token. We defeat them and take the tokens.”

They went back to the blackboard to see it had been erased. As (Name) licked her ice cream, the feeling of being watched made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.

“You must be Killua, Gon, and (Name).”

She jumped, turning to see a frightening looking woman behind them. Her hair was long and unkept, her eyes big and staring.

“Nice to meet you… my name is Palm. It’s a pleasure.”

It certainly didn’t seem like a pleasure, a black aura hung around her and her voice sounded far from happy.

“Boys, stranger danger.”

(Name) stood in front of them, hiding the two behind her back.

“Oh my… no need to be so tense. I imagine the chairman probably didn’t provide many details. Allow me to explain. Why don’t we have some tea?”

She began to walk away, and (Name) looked at the two. “Holy… boys, I think we just had a first hand encounter with an otherworldly spirit.”

“That’s not very nice (Name).”

“Gon, I’m with (Name). That was terrifying.”

The three reluctantly followed the women, (Name) and Killua grimacing every time she turned back to stare at them.

———————

“I am a student of Mr. Knov. He said I would only get in his way. But I insisted on accompanying him.”

“Who’s that?” Gon asked as the woman before them stirred a spoonful of sugar into her tea.

“She probably means one of the guys with Chairman Netero.”

“Yes, the one wearing a black suit. My teacher is an incredible person. Cool, intelligent, composed… ah, composed and cool mean the same thing!”

(Name) grimaced as the sugar began to pile in Palm’s cup, peeking over the edge as she poured more and more in. “Ah dear… oh, but I only respect him, that’s all. There’s nothing romantic about my feelings… at least I may wish that were the case.”

She continued to ramble, (Name) glancing at the boys. Killua met her gaze, shaking his head.

‘She’s nuts.’

After she finished speaking, Palm drank the tea, making the three wince. “No one can say what will happen… after all love is a spontaneous thing, don’t you agree?”

“Uh, can I interrupt you? Aren’t we supposed to fight you?” Killua asked.

“Huh? Oh dear… yes, I apologize. The chairman and my teacher said I couldn’t accompany them any farther. But I insisted on going with them. It feels like I spent a lifetime just trying to convince them of my determination. And finally they relented, with one condition.”

“Uh, I’m asking about…”

“My teacher may appear to be a cold person, but he’s actually quite gentle. But you have to spend a lot of time with him to realize that. Ah, by “spending time with him,” I don’t mean-“

“Okay, we get it! What’s the condition?!”

(Name) jumped when Killua snapped, finally having enough of the woman’s ramblings. She nearly had a heart attack when the woman went silent, glaring at them.

“Knuckle and Shoot’s defeat. To think those vulgar, barbaric unmannered brats will be allowed inside NGL before me… I cannot allow that!”

Palm’s aura rose, causing her drink to overflow, spilling onto (Name) and Gon. “Miss Palm, turn off your hatsu!”

———————

(Name) huffed, using the bathroom sink to wet a napkin before dabbing at the stain on her dress. It was one she just bought that day, and she could tell it would be a tough stain to get out later.

‘Damn crazy lady… I need to get back to Gon and Killua before-‘

(Name) nearly jumped out of her skin when her phone rang. She nearly dropped it as she pulled it out of her pocket, her hands still wet while she struggled to unlock it.

“H-hello?”

The line was silent for a moment, and (Name) glanced at the number.

It wasn’t one she recognized.

“This is (Name) (Last Name), correct?”

But she recognized the voice all too well.

“C-Chrollo!?”

Her blood ran cold, the stain on her dress suddenly irrelevant. “Good, it seems you remember me. That makes this much easier.”

The line went quiet again, except for the sound of rustling paper. “I request a favor from you, (Name).”

“A… favor?”

Her jaw dropped in disbelief, her phone nearly falling with it, but she caught it just in time.

“Yes, a favor. What’s the saying… you scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours? I need you to do something for me, and in exchange I will give you information that would be useful to you.”

She gritted her teeth, her grip on her phone increasing. “You’re a murderer, you killed the Kurta clan without any mercy, why would I ever-“

“Because I have information on the scarlet eyes.”

She paused, taking several seconds to process that information. Not a word was uttered as he continued.

“Your little boyfriend wants the eyes back, no? Then why don’t we form a little… truce?”

“Truce?”

She could hear him chuckle on the other end. “Yes, after you do this favor for me, perhaps we can form somewhat of an alliance… but with one condition. I will not use any means to get to the chain user through you, but you will not give the chain user any information on us that could lead to him finding our location or harming us.”

He worded himself carefully, keeping his voice neutral. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that he probably had some loophole in mind, but the information he might have was too precious to pass up.

“… tell what the favor is. I’ll decide if I’ll do it after.”

She could almost hear the smug smirk he wore in his voice. “A member of the Phantom Troupe was injured in a job, and no one else is close enough to their location to help.”

(Name) frowned. “And you want me to help them?”

“Yes, that would be what I called you for. You have healing abilities, do you not?”

“How did y-“

He cut her off with a chuckle before she could even finish her sentence. “I have my ways. That’s not important though, what is of higher importance is whether you’ll do this favor or not.”

On one hand, if she didn’t accept this favor, a member of the phantom troupe would potentially die, lightening Kurapika’s load. On the other hand, the information Chrollo had was priceless, considering he was the one that sold all of the scarlet eyes in the first place.

“… alright, I’ll do this favor for you. But don’t get it twisted, this isn’t an alliance. It’s give and take, nothing more and nothing less.”

“And that’s fine.” Chrollo said, letting out a sigh. “I’ll send over the information via text message within the next 5 minutes.”

And with that, he ended the call. (Name) stared down at her phone, her heart heavy. ‘I wonder if I’ll… regret this one day.’

She dropped the napkin she had been using to wipe her dress into the trash, her hands shaking slightly when she opened the door.

As soon as she got back to the table, Killua noticed her strange behavior. His eyes darted from her shaky hands to the scowl on her face. “You alright?”

“Yeah… just saw a spider in the bathroom.”

Neither Killua or Gon felt comfortable with (Name) splitting off from them, but she was adult and they couldn’t really stop her.

“It’s alright, I’m just going some shopping. I’ll be back soon, I promise.”

She tried to put them at ease, but Killua wasn’t easily fooled. He watched her leave, his stomach hurting. Killua didn’t quite understand why he felt so uneasy watching her go, but he knew that she wasn’t just going shopping.

“She’ll be okay, Killua.”

The white haired boy glanced back to Gon, who was smiling brightly. “She’s strong, we both saw what she could do in NGL.”

“Yeah, but…”

As her silhouette disappeared within the crowd of people, Killua couldn’t help but worry.

“She was never this nervous in NGL.”

———————

The directions Chrollo sent were concise and easy to follow, so much so that it was almost eerie. He correctly assumed there would be heavier foot traffic in some areas, and estimated the time she would get there with that in mind.

The location was a small, dingy motel on the outskirts of town. The lobby smelled like mothballs and piss, and the walls were stained a nasty yellow from years of guests smoking inside. ‘Gross…’

“Can I help you?”

The woman at the front desk spoke lazily, blowing out a puff of cigarette smoke between sentences.

“Um, yes. I’m here to visit the person in room 204.”

The woman waved her hand, pointing down the hall. Without another word, (Name) began following where she pointed.

The air felt thick, and it wasn’t just the cigarette smoke. Someone’s nen was making the air heavy with rage and frustration. ‘Must be the phantom troupe member…’

She knocked on room 204’s door, flinching when someone yelled out. “Hurry up!”

And yet again, she recognized that voice, groaning internally. When she opened the door, she saw the interrogator of the Phantom Troupe sitting on the edge of the messy bed, shirtless. He looked beyond irritated, tapping his foot and grumbling under his breath.

“Uh… Chrollo sent me to-“

“Already know. Get over with.”

She stood still for just a moment, but moved quickly went he sent her a glare. “Can I see the-“

He showed her his back, and she couldn’t help wincing at the sight. Large gashes, deep enough for her to be amazed she wasn’t seeing bone stretched out across his back.

“Stupid bitch… hit me when back turned, coward…” Feitan grumbled, shaking in anger. He didn’t wince in the slightest as she placed her palms over the wound, only growling out in warning.

“This is pretty bad… I’m not sure how much I can heal you with my current abilities.”

Feitan glanced back at her, a scowl on his face. “Just do it. Take too long.”

(Name) huffed, concentrating her aura into her hands and closing her eyes so she could focus on envisioning his flesh knitting back together, of the skin turning pink with scar tissue instead of being a deep red. Within a few minutes, sweat was pouring down her forehead as she finished, panting softly.

His back was still scarred and sensitive to the touch, but she had sped up the healing process to the point it looked like he had received the scars months ago.

Feitan stood up and looked in the mirror, nodding slowly. “Chrollo call you later. Leave.”

With that, he walked to the bathroom turning to watch her go. She took the hint, not wanting to anger a member of the Phantom Troupe.

As she walked down the street, she saw a man walking down the street, shouting into a megaphone and wearing sighs. His black pompadour caught her eyes…

“My name is Knuckle Bine! I am a beast hunter! I challenge the two punitive force candidates to a duel! Come tonight at midnight sharp, and face me! I won’t try to run or hide. I won’t bring any weapons or allies. It’ll just be me and me alone. So come and fight me!”

(Name) sighed, continuing down the street. ‘That’s Knuckle, one of the people Killua and Gon have to defeat. He hasn’t mentioned where they’re supposed to meet, though…’

“A man never turns his back on an enemy! I’ll follow you to the ends of the earth, you won’t get away!”

She stayed neutral, trying not to react to his words. If she gave any sort of reaction, it might clue him in to the fact that she was in fact allied with Gon and Killua, which could be bad for her.

As (Name) made her way back to their hotel, a few shopping bags in hand to make sure Gon and Killua weren’t suspicious of her, she felt… strangely tired. Healing Feitan had taken a lot out of her, and she didn’t know if she would be able to hide that exhaustion from the others.

Opening the door to their room, (Name) nearly jumped when she spotted Bisky training the boys in the middle of the room.

“B-Bisky?”

The woman turned quickly, her hands on her hips. “Finally, you’re back. You’ll be joining their training as well. Start with Ren.”

She blinked for a moment, yelping when the blonde whacked her on the head. “I said start with Ren!”

“Y-yes ma’am!”

After she went into ren, Bisky nodded. “Maintain that for three hours.”

The three looked shocked. “Killua…” Gon whispered, frowning. “How long can you last?”

“I’m too condition, I can manage around 55 minutes max.”

(Name)’s jaw dropped. ‘55 minutes? I don’t think I can even last 15…’

“Until you complete this, we can’t move on to the next step. Train like your lives are on the line!”

(Name) passed out after maintaining nen for a whopping 30 minutes after being forced to do it over and over.

‘She’s far behind the other two…’ Bisky thought, watching as the other two laid in a crumpled pile with her. ‘Yet Netero wants her to be the only guaranteed member that gets to go back to NGL… I’ll have to observe her further to see what that old man has planned.’

“Okay, you can rest for today! Tomorrow behind in 30 minutes. Looks like it’s time for me to use my power.”

She summoned Cookie-chan, who gave the three relief with a gentle massage as they slept.

——————

(Name) woke up to her cheek being pinched lightly. “Hey, girl. Go get us some drinks, you still need time to recover. Even with cookie-chan, there was still some severe exhaustion that even she couldn’t fix.”

Bisky gave her a look, as if inspecting her. (Name) stood quickly, avoiding the glances from Gon and Killua. “Okay, I’ll go. I should be back soon.”

The second (Name) was out the door, Bisky turned to the other two. “So, what do you two think of her?”

Killua grunted, struggling to maintain Ren. “Do we have to answer r-right now?”

Bisky raised an eyebrow. “Yes.”

Gon went first, a determined look on his face. “(Name) is our good friend. She’s kind, and her nen ability is a testament to that.”

Killua smiled, looking at the ground. “Yeah… she uses it mostly for healing, but while we were fighting the chimera ants, she completely destroyed it with her nen.”

Bisky raised an eyebrow. “How exactly? What’s her ability?”

“Time, I think. Specifically the ability to speed up the growth rate of cells.”

Bisky paused, her eyes going wide. At this stage in her nen journey, (Name) shouldn’t have been able to completely destroy a foe with her nen. If she was this strong now, there was no telling how her ability would develop given time and training.

‘Netero… what do you have planned?’

(Name) walked down the street back towards the hotel. She had a bag of drinks in one arm, and some takeout in the other. Bisky had them training the entire night, not giving her the chance to get some dinner. ‘I’m so hungry, but that training made me so nauseous…’

She sat on a park bench, sleepily munching on her food. Maybe she could get a few minutes of sleep before she had to head back…

Before she could lay down and catch a few minutes of sleep, she heard a man call out to her. (Name) groaned internally, her eyelids heavy as she sat up.

“Hey, you!”

The man stomped over, and it was way too late for (Name) to do anything by the time she recognized him. It was the man from earlier, Knuckle.

“Ya think it’s safe to be sleeping on a random bench in the middle of the night!?”

She blinked, staring up at the man as he glowered down at her. “Um…”

“There’s a pervert on the loose, don’t you read the damn newspaper!? Tsk…”

He had took one of his hands out of his pockets. “Come on, let’s get you home.”

(Name) stared at his hand for a moment, biting back a smile. “How can I be sure you’re not the pervert?”

His face erupted into a red blush, and he began stuttering. “W-would never! It’s not manly to force yourself on a woman!”

She laughed, taking his hand. “I’m just kidding. You seem harmless enough.”

Knuckles was still pretty flustered, leading her away by the hand. “W-which way?”

“Just to the next block, I can walk by myself from there.”

He didn’t answer, probably still recovering. Once they reached her stop, he stood firm, crossing his arms over his chest. “Go on, I’ll make sure no one follows ya.”

She smiled, giving him a wave before she began her walk back to the hotel.

‘Gon and Killua will like him, he’s a nice guy.’

After she was out of his view, her smile dropped as her phone buzzed. She had a feeling she knew who it was, but looked at the contact just to be sure.

Chrollo: Here’s the information, as promised.

(Name) swallowed, looking over the pictures and walls of text. Once it was all saved she forwarded it to Leorio. Kurapika had blocked her, so she knew he wouldn’t answer her.

After she sent the text, Leorio called her instantly. It was late where (Name) was, but mid afternoon for Leorio. “(Name), where the hell did you get this information..?”

“… do you really want to know..?”

Leorio sighed. “Yes, of course. It couldn’t have been easy to get.”

“Yeah,” she said, rubbing her temple. “Working with the Phantom Troupe is a real headache.”

The line went silent as she continued walking.

“The WHAT!?”

—————————

Kurapika sipped on some coffee, reading the text Leorio had just sent him. There was information in at least two pairs of scarlet eyes, containing the buyers name and last known location.

‘How he got this info, I have no idea.’ Kurapika thought, setting down his drink. ‘But it’s too good to pass up.’

He stretched, glancing at the clock. Kurapika’s shift to guard Neon started in only 15 minutes, something that made him groan tiredly. He had only gotten a few hours of sleep the night before, his nightmares making a restful night impossible.

But unlike usual, it wasn’t images of his dead clan and their missing eyes that haunted his nightmares.

No, it was the image of (Name), her face unrecognizable after being smashed in. He didn’t know how his mind knew it was her, but he did.

“Why weren’t you here, Pika? Why didn’t you protect me?”

That’s the only thing she said, repeating as the bloody gore that was her face shifted and melted away, leaving only her crushed skull in its wake. Empty sockets stared back at him, the dark holes swallowing him up…

And that’s when he shot awake. As he stared up at the clock, now only 5 minutes remaining before he had to start his shift, he tried to push away the awful memory of his dream.

She was safe because of his absence. He… he hadn’t put her in danger, and she didn’t need his protection. That’s what he kept telling himself as he smoothed out his suit jacket and combed out his messy hair.

‘I… hope she’s okay.’

With one last look at the cardigan he had woken up with weeks ago, Kurapika left his hotel room, ready to start his day.

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Fixer Upper

Part 18

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

part 17

part 19

warning: this chapter is SPICY, you have been warned!!

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

(Name) rubbed her eyes as Kurapika stood up. “I’ll go grab us some breakfast. We should be arriving in York New in around 30 minutes.”

He let his suit jacket with her, (Name) not even noticing as she pulled it over her more to keep warm.

The blonde arrived a few minutes later, carrying a few juice boxes and two takeout boxes with him.

“I got you waffles, with strawberries.”

She sat up, folding his jacket and placing it next to her before giving him a sleepy smile. “Ahh, thank you Kurapika.”

He sat down with his own takeout box, (Name) blinking a bit when he opened it.

Her box was elegantly made, having a waffle in the center covered in strawberries, syrup, and whip cream. In the little side cups we’re eggs, bacon, and sausage neatly placed with a toothpick sticking out of one of the mini sausages.

This was a stark contrast to Kurapika’s box. There was a waffle, but it was soggy, covered in syrup and whip cream with peaches slapped on top of it. The sides had been haphazardly tossed in on top of his waffle.

And he seemed to have no problem with it. Kurapika began eating his food, only wincing a little at the dreary sight. (Name) couldn’t help but snicker. “Kurapika, do you wanna share with me? Your plate… um…”

“I dropped it…”

His dejected tone made her giggle. “Aww, Kurapika…”

She scooted closer, taking his box and pulling out some of the sides and slices of peaches, placing it on her plate. “Here, I’ll pick some of the none soggy stuff up.”

When she was done, she moved the takeout box onto the small table in front of them, offering him his for. “Dig in!”

(Name) snatched a strawberry from the plate, the corners of her mouth twitching up when she watched him grab a wedge of the peach, the blonde glancing at her before he placed it in his mouth.

‘He’s so cute!’

(Name) cut the waffle into two half’s, giving him the bigger slice. He gave her a look, gesturing to the waffle but she shook her head. “You eat more than I do, go ahead, sweetheart.”

The pet name flustered the poor blonde, Kurapika shoving a piece of the waffle into his mouth.

“Haha, is it good?”

He nodded, strawberry syrup dripping down his chin. (Name) gasped, leaning forward and swiping up the sweet liquid with her finger.

“Ahh, that was close! That would of left a touch stain on your shirt.”

Without thinking, she stuck her finger in her mouth, licking the excess syrup off. He could only stare, face turning pink, then red.

Kurapika crossed his legs, eating quietly before excusing himself. “I’ll be right back, just have to… use the bathroom…”

He took one last look at her content face before leaving to deal with his hard on.

——————

The two exited the train together, Kurapika pulling her suitcase behind him. “Are you sure you don’t mind? I can carry it, I don’t want to be a burden to you.”

Ouch.

Kurapika hesitated for a moment, feeling his heart thump painfully against his chest. “You’re not…”

He sighed, continuing to pull it along. “I’ve got it.”

They took a cab to the hotel, Kurapika keeping a close eye on the girl. When she noticed him staring, she sent him an uneasy smile. “Is there something wrong?”

“No… why do you ask?”

She squirmed in her seat, hiding herself behind her fluffy cardigan. “Your eyes are… kind of intense right now. I just thought maybe I made you mad or something.”

He paused, hand clenching. This seemed to only further her fears, the girl quickly holding up her hands. “S-sorry! I… I didn’t mean to…”

“No, it’s fine. I’m not mad at all, I promise.”

He attempted to comfort her, reaching out to put a hand on her shoulder, only to see her flinch away.

“(Name)… I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I know! I… I know.”

She did know, but she also thought she knew that back when he did hurt her.

He attempted again, reaching out to gently pat her head. She allowed this, but was tense under his touch.

Leorio and Killua weren’t around to protect her right now, and although she wanted to trust him, wanted to find happiness in his touch, it didn’t come as easy as it did when she had the other two to rely on.

They would be spending a lot of time alone together, and she was nervous.

“We’re here.”

Kurapika offered his hand to help her out if the cab, heart fluttering when she took it. “Thank you.”

Again, he insisted on pulling her suitcase for her, smacking her hands away playfully when she tried to take it. “Ah ah, I got it. You’re doing me a favor, it’s the least I could do.”

She laughed this time, following behind him with a little smile on her lips. “Okay, okay.”

It’s time like these that made (Name)’s heart beat a little faster as the blonde followed behind her, stopping to rush and open any door in her path. He even reached over her to press the elevator button, smiling down at her. “I’ve got it.”

(Name) was a little perplexed on why he was acting the way he was. He hadn’t been rude to her at her home, but Kurapika hadn’t been this… sweet.

“Are you in… any pain?”

(Name) tilted her head at the question. “Pain? What do you mean?”

He wouldn’t meet her eye. “You know… because of your time of the month.”

Oh.

“Haha, is that why you’re carrying my stuff around? I’m fine, the medication I’m on helps keep the symptoms more tame.”

He nodded slowly. “I see, that’s good…”

Kurapika still continued to carry her stuff for her, even opening their hotel room door.

“Oh wow!”

(Name) squealed, running around the room and peeking out the large window. Kurapika couldn’t help but smile, watching her twirl around the fancy hotel room with soft eyes.

“Kurapika, it’s huge! Oh my gosh!”

She peeked her head into the bathroom, looking back at him with a beaming smile. “The bath and shower is huge! I can’t wait for tonight!”

She finished her tour by falling onto the bed, a laugh leaving Kurapika’s lips when she began to sink in.

“Are you alright, (Name)?”

She mumbled something into the plush bed, the blonde walking over to pull her up. “What was that?”

“This is the fanciest place I’ve ever been.”

‘God she’s adorable.’

He sat down with her on the bed, turning to look at her. “You like it?”

“Yes! It’s amazing!”

His smile faltered a little when he noticed her putting the dots together. “Oh. There’s… only one bed.”

Kurapika sighed softly, standing up. “Yes, that is the only problem. I was unable to cancel this room and reserve another within such short notice.”

“… sorry.”

His eyebrows furrowed. “… why are you apologizing?”

“…”

She fiddled with her cardigan uncomfortably, the man sighing. “Anyways, I can sleep on the floor, or-“

“Kurapika.”

She placed a hand on his arm, her touch light. “It’s alright. We can…”

(Name) gave him a smile. “We can sleep in the same bed. I mean, it’s just like the Hunter exam, right?”

Kurapika felt his heart thump against his chest at the thought of sleeping next to her again. He’d truly taken it for granted before, having such a beautiful woman cuddled into his chest, giving him kisses, touching him…

He cleared his throat. “Yes, I guess it is, since this is also a necessary situation.”

(Name)’s expression fell, her smile gone. “Ah, yeah. Necessary…”

Kurapika paused, remembering something he’d spat out in the heat of the moment to try and push her away nearly two years ago.

“And look, you did something right for once! You sure did keep me warm during the fourth phase. Looks like you are useful for something, even if all that is, is being a warm body.”

He slapped a hand to his head. ‘Stupid, she probably thinks you’re trying to use her. But…’

He glanced at the girl, who stood up to unpack her suitcase.

‘It would be nice to feel her warmth again.’

Kurapika watched as (Name) fixed her hair, humming to herself. “Kurapika, what am I getting ready for?”

The blonde leaned against the bed. “Oh, we’re just going out to get you a dress for tomorrow evening.”

(Name) froze at this, her head whipping around to look at him. “A dress… you mean clothes shopping? Kurapika…”

She gave him a wary look, turning from the vanity. He waved her off. “I already checked, they do sell your size there. Leorio… made sure I checked before taking you.”

(Name) sighed. “Ah… good…”

“Although, in my opinion every store should carry your size. It just doesn’t make sense to me why not.”

She looked up to see Kurapika cross his arms over his chest, obviously pissed off. (Name) stared at him for a moment, taking in his face before giggling. “Aww, Kurapika! Thanks for being so sweet.”

She stood from her vanity, picking up her purse instead of her backpack.

“I’m ready. We can pick out my dress, then get some lunch!”

He nodded, opening the hotel room door for her. “That sounds perfect.”

———————

Kurapika glanced down the long street ahead of them before taking (Name)’s hand. “Stay close to me.”

He didn’t say why, but from his strong grip on her arm, she didn’t question it. ‘Maybe he sensed something? I could use Gyo, but…’

“Don’t.”

It seemed Kurapika knew what she was thinking, he had a smile on his face that would look charming to most, but to someone who knew him, he looked… tense.

(Name) sent him a confused look, but decided to just follow his lead. He lead her into the first store, (Name) raising an eyebrow at him. It was a luxury dress boutique, and it didn’t seem like the type of shop (Name) would be able to shop in.

“Hello there! How may I be of service today?”

A woman stood before them, hands clasped tightly at her chest. She wore a customer service smile, it only slightly wavering at the sight of (Name).

“Hello, we’re here to find a dress for my lovely wife.” Kurapika smiled, pulling her a little closer and leaning his head against her’s affectionately.

‘Wife!?’

(Name)’s face heated up, barely holding herself back from sending an inquisitive glance Kurapika’s way. He spoke so confidently, lowering an arm to her lower back. “We have a dinner with a colleague tomorrow night, and I would love to find her something elegant, and classy.”

The woman nodded, looking (Name) up and down. “Is there a specific color you’re going for, Miss?”

(Name) glanced to Kurapika, who gestured her to speak.

“Oh, um… no, not really.”

“I see!”

She turned. “Follow me!”

(Name) looked at the floor as they walked towards the back of the store. “Here we are!”

“… what?”

Kurapika stared at the small rack, containing a handful of what Kurapika could only describe as ‘grandma dresses’.

(Name) sighed next to him and began to browse the small selection. “(Name).”

He pulled her away, frowning. “No. Miss, where are the rest of your dresses?”

“Oh, these are all the dresses we carry in her size.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “You haven’t even measured her yet?”

“I don’t need to. She’s not exactly… our intended audience.”

“Kurapika, it’s fine. I’ll just-“

Kurapika huffed, pulling her towards the door. “No, it’s not fine. If they don’t have what you want, we’ll go somewhere else.”

(Name) squeaked as he grabbed her by the waist, holding her close to him as they walked down the street. “What kind of boutique speaks to its customers like that? Wasted my time…”

He grumbled a few choice words to the rude employee as they left, hand gripping her waist. She glanced down at his hand, then up to him. “Kurapika? You’re… squeezing me a bit too tight.”

The blonde was quick to retract his hand, instead deciding to hold hers. “Ah, sorry. That woman pissed me off. I hate that you get treated like that, (Name), it’s disrespectful.”

(Name) looked at the ground. “Meh, I’m used to it.”

“You shouldn’t be.”

He squeezed her hand lightly. (Name) smiled softly, squeezing back. “You’re a real sweetheart, Kurapika. Thank you.”

‘Don’t say that, (Name). Not after everything I’ve done to you.’

He didn’t say this though, only continuing to lead her town the street.

The next store they entered was extravagant, framed by white columns. “We’ve entered Rome.” (Name) whispered to the blonde. He held back a snicker, giving her a look.

“(Name), we’re supposed to be a classy married couple.”

“Oh, classy married couples can’t joke around?”

He scowled. “No, they can’t.”

“Hello, how may I help you?”

They both jumped at the sudden question, (Name) giving the friendly employee a polite smile. “Hi, I’m looking for a dress for a…”

“For a meeting with a colleague. Something elegant.” Kurapika finished.

The employee smiled warmly. “Ah, I see. We have a wide variety of dresses available here. Is there anything you’re looking for in particular?”

(Name) explained some of her preferences to the woman as Kurapika stared at the opposite wall.

‘Is that…’

“So, you two are a married couple, right?”

(Name) nodded a bit too quickly, face heating up at the question. Kurapika held back a laugh. “Yes, we are. Actually, we married just last week, and we’re currently on our honey moon.”

“Oh, congratulations! You two are such a cute couple!”

(Name) covered her face with her hands, Kurapika quick to pull her in closer and chuckle. “Thank you. Sorry, my wife is a little shy.”

‘My wife! Ah!’

Kurapika gently squeezed her arm, attempting to signal to her that she needed to calm down, but she was too busy trying to breathe to comprehend it.

“So, newlyweds, huh? You two must be having lots of fun all alone!”

Kurapika blinked, glancing down at his flustered friend to see if he’d heard correctly. (Name) was also looking up to him, eyes wide and face hot.

“… lots of fun.”

(Name) gasped and smacked his arm. “Kurapika Kurta!”

He laughed, cheeks a light pink. “Sorry, sorry. Again, she’s quite shy.”

“Haha, most newlyweds are. Please, come this way, and I’ll show you some of our dresses.”

As the walked through the store, (Name) became more and more nervous. She looked through a few of the dresses, sighing. “Kurapika… I can’t afford anything here. We may need to-“

“No need to worry.”

He pulled out his wallet, giving her a sly smile. “I’ll be paying.”

(Name) froze, blinking up at the blonde. “… what?”

He tugged on her arm to keep her going. “Consider it a gift for accompanying me to dinner tomorrow night.”

She shook her head rapidly. “No, no I couldn’t accept that, it’s-“

He flicked her forehead. (Name) could be incredible stubborn when it came to accepting gifts, and he’d already planned a response to her denial.

“I’m buying the dress regardless. If you don’t wear it, it’ll just go to waste.”

She grumbled at that, poking her tongue out at him.

“Here we are!”

(Name) looked to the woman, her tongue still sticking out. “Mm?”

Kurapika stared at her tongue for a moment before looking around.

“Ahh, isn’t this much better, (Name)?”

They looked upon a vast variety of dresses. Every color, length, and cut was available.

“Wow, I think this is the first time I’ve ever seen so many dresses in my size.”

Kurapika smiled, placing a hand on her back. “Go ahead, sweetheart.”

(Name) knew he had to be able to feel her heart thump rapidly through her skin. ‘Ahh… I wish he’d call me that more often.’

She immediately began moving towards the clearance section, Kurapika grabbing her wrist. “(Name), I said something elegant.”

(Name) pouted at this, but allowed him to guide her towards the more expensive dresses.

The employee helped her pick a few dresses, Kurapika being shooed away when he attempted to peek at the selection. “Mr. Kurta, stay over there! It’ll be a nice surprise!”

He blinked at that. ‘Surprise?’

As (Name) pulled her dress on over her head, she thought back to Kurapika’s words. It was always hard to tell how the blonde was feeling, especially in a situation where he was acting.

At the insinuation of having sex with her, he didn’t react much, besides the lightest of pink taking over his cheeks. (Name) couldn’t help but be curious to what his thoughts where in that moment. Had he been embarrassed? Intrigued? Happy?

‘No, I know exactly what he thinks of me…’

“You disgust me.”

She felt a shiver run up her spine at the memory of his words, her arms wrapping around herself in an attempt to provide some form of comfort to her trembling body. The girl was nervous, feeling her stomach churn slightly when she thought about the way he looked at her in the moment.

(Name) had always prided herself on being able to read people, but even she was at a loss then. His eyes were cold, and being hidden behind those gray contacts didn’t help. That day she lost her Pika, the man she loved being replaced by a stranger.

Even now, when he acted kind towards her, she could only briefly forget what he’d done, and now that they were all alone, it was getting harder to ignore the elephant in the room.

Was he sorry for what he’d done?

(Name) wasn’t stupid. She knew he hadn’t apologized to her yet, but she wanted to believe that he would. He’d come back to her after all, didn’t that mean something. Surely, the Pika she knew would never use her for his own gain.

But then again, was he really the Pika she had loved all those years ago?

Did he ever even really exist?

(Name) shook her head. ‘No, no he did exist, my Pika was real. He… he couldn’t have been acting. He really did care about me…’

Even as she said this, trying to smile, there was still a lingering doubt in the back of her mind, but she wouldn’t let that stop her from holding onto hope.

She still held onto the hope that he was still in there somewhere, that one day she could hold his hand, and he’d squeeze it back, pulling her into his arm embrace and holding her like he used to.

‘I miss you, Pika…’

But none of that mattered. She could sense it, he was holding her at arms length. When this mission was over, he would leave her, possibly for forever.

And that hurt even more than any insult Kurapika could throw at her.

The employee walked back after assisting (Name) in the changing room. The girl had been quiet the entire time, seemingly lost in thought. This made the employee hum. ‘Marriage troubles?’

“So… you two been on your honeymoon long?”

Kurapika leaned against the wall raising an eyebrow in the employees direction. “No, why do you ask?”

“Well, I don’t mean to be crude, but I can tell you two haven’t…”

Kurapika stiffened slightly at the insinuation, letting out a cough. Perhaps the girl was sad that he hadn’t made a move yet?

“We’ve… only been in York New for half a day.”

He hoped that would be enough of an answer for the woman, but she continued. “Oh, I see. But you should get at it soon, don’t you want to start a family?”

Kurapika felt his head go fuzzy at her words. The image of (Name) with a cute little baby bump, giggling as he held her close came to mind.

“Aren’t you excited to be a daddy, Kurapika?”

“Yes, angel. I couldn’t be happier.”

Thoughts of being together as a family filled his head, causing his heart to swell. If there was one thing the blonde wanted more than anything else in the world, it was a family. A wife, a child, friends that would be there for him when he needed them, and vice versa.

“Yes… that would be… nice.”

“Well then… maybe I can help you get things… started.”

Kurapika followed her gaze to the wall he’d been staring at earlier.

The lingerie section.

——————

“Uh, hello?”

Kurapika’s head twisted in the direction of (Name)’s voice. He set down the pair of lacy black panties he’d been inspecting to follow her voice.

“Oh, I’m coming!”

The employee began walking towards the changing room, causing a strange feeling to settle in Kurapika’s chest. He nearly pushed the employee over trying to get to (Name) first.

“I’ve got it.” He said, sending the employee the friendliest smile he could manage. It looked more pained than friendly, but she backed off nonetheless.

“What is it, (Name)?” He stood right outside the door, listening for her response.

“Kurapika? Oh, can you get the employee? I need someone to zip me up.”

He swallowed, heart beginning to race. “She’s busy.”

“Oh… well…”

(Name) poked her head out of the door, giving him a shy smile. “You can do it, then.”

Kurapika took a moment to compose himself before walking in.

And good thing he did, because the sight of her in her new dress took his breath away.

“(Name), you…”

His mouth hung open, eyes drinking in her form. She wore a floor length, satin dress. It was midnight blue in color, a long slot going up one side to expose her soft thigh.

“Does it look okay?”

She looked back at with with those pretty (e/c) eyes, holding the fabric of the dress over her exposed chest. He gulped, quickly standing behind her and beginning to zip her up.

“You look beautiful, (Name). Absolutely stunning.”

(Name) covered her face with her hands. “You really mean that, Kurapika?”

He turned her by her shoulders to get a better look at her, his eyes softening. “Yes, yes I promise.

He expected her to giggle, for that pretty smile of hers to stretch across her face, but he only got a sigh and forced, small smile in return.

Those familiar words hung in the air, his past actions tainting them. In the past, (Name) had believed him without a doubt, and even now, she foolishly wanted to take his words as the truth.

She was like a moth to a flame, wanting to bask in his warmth before he eventually scorched her again. Kurapika realized what he said, and how he had broken his promise to her before.

“I’ll never deny you.”

Kurapika wanted to reach out, to apologize and reassure her that he truly did mean what he had said, but what did it matter anyways? He would be gone soon, and why would he waste all of the work he’d done to push her away by undoing it all with an apology? That would mean her hurt her for no reason.

And Kurapika couldn’t handle that realization, so he did nothing.

She stayed quiet, smoothing out the dress. Kurapika unzipped her so she could change. “Tell me when you’re dressed.”

And she did, a few minutes later. He walked back into her changing room, wordlessly picking up the dress and beginning to walk away.

“… Kurapika? Kurapika, what are you doing?”

“Buying this dress.”

She blinked. “But it’s the only one I’ve tried on, shouldn’t w-“

“Oh, keep trying on dresses. I’ll get you whatever you want, but I’m buying this one first.”

“Kurapika!”

She raced after him, grabbing his arm. He didn’t even pause, easily pulling her along with him. “K-Kurapika! I only need one dress for dinner! I’ll just get that one!”

He turned at that, tilting his head. “Are you sure? There were a few other dresses you wanted to try on..”

She sighed. “I’m sure. That one is perfect.”

(Name) sighed in relief when he relented.

——————

Her relief was short lived.

(Name) now sat in front of Kurapika, who held onto her leg as he slipped another shoe onto her foot.

“Hmm…”

He compared the color of the dress, sighing. “Nope, not right.”

He took off the shoe and moved on to the next pair.

“Kurapikaaa, it’s been 30 minutes. I’m tired of this.”

Kurapika patted her leg. “But Mrs. Kurta, don’t you want to find the perfect pair?”

“M-Mrs. Kurta!?”

He looked up at her through those thick blonde eyelashes, a sly smile on his lips. “Newlyweds, remember? You’ve got to get used to it, sweetheart.”

She pouted down at him. “Do you enjoy teasing me?”

“Maybe a little.”

(Name) folded her arms over her chest. “Rude.”

He settled on a pair of silver heels, (Name) tilting her head at the choice.

“Silver? I thought you were going for blue.”

“I was but…”

He imagined how exposed her shoulders and neck would be in that dress, taking a deep breath.

“I had an idea.”

——————

(Name) plopped down on their bed, butt in the air as she groaned into her pillow. “I’m exhausted. God I hate shopping.”

Kurapika tried to ignore the temptation of peeking in her direction, unpacking her dress and hanging it up in the walk in closet.

“Aren’t women supposed to like shopping?”

(Name) poked her head up at him. “Do you like football?”

“… no?”

She slumped back into the bed, mumbling something back to him he couldn’t hear. “Well, anyways, do you want to order room service?”

This seemed to interest her, the girl jumping up. “Room service?”

He laughed. “Yes, order whatever you like. I’m going to take a shower. Just get me whatever you get.”

Kurapika gathered a change of clothes, taking one last look at her before closing the bathroom door.

He couldn’t deny that sharing a room felt awfully familiar to him, in a comforting way. The nights he spent cuddled up with her during the Hunter Exam had been some of the best of his life.

Even when they couldn’t be physically next to each other, staying on call with her as he slept helped him feel safe, loved.

He wondered if she felt the same way. After all, it was her that comforted him during his nightmares, sang him lullabies and blew kisses when he was sad. Kurapika was beginning to realize that oftentimes, she was the one comforting him.

He opened his eyes, letting the warm water cascade down his pale body. Using her shampoo and soap always felt nice, and he considered switching to it when he left after this mission.

‘Only because it smells good. Not for… any other reasons…’

Even as he said that, his cock twitched when he opened up her shampoo bottle. It’s like his body knew that the smell was associated with being near her, and was reacting on its own.

‘Fuck…’

He looked down at his hard cock, frowning. ‘I’ll have to deal with this… why does this keep happening? What’s causing my body to react this way?’

As he stroked himself, he spotted her own change of clothes sitting on top of the sink. For some reason, the thought of her panties being folded under her shirt or pants made him excited.

He ended up cumming the thought of her cute panties alone. He bashfully finished his shower, cursing his mind for thinking such things. Kurapika hated how sensitive his body was now, how easily he was affected by her.

(Name) ordered their food, curling up on their bed as she waited. Kurapika’s shower didn’t take too long, the blonde stepping out around 30 minutes later. His hair was still wet, a towel hung around his shoulders.

“I hope you don’t mind me using your shampoo. I forgot mine.”

That was a lie, he’d purposefully left his shampoo at home so he could use hers without suspicion.

“I don’t mind at all! Now come here.”

Kurapika sighed softly as she ran her fingers through his hair. He sat cross legged in front of her, head leaning against his knee as she dried his soft blonde locks.

Moments like this made him miss when she would touch him so casually, kiss his cheeks and jump into his arms with ease. When she was taking care of him like this, she touched him.

Maybe that’s the reason he sought her out after his shower. It would be easy to dry his own hair to appease her, but he didn’t. He purposely didn’t dry his hair so he would. It was an attempt to feel that familiar warmth he did when they were together during the Hunter exam, when things were simpler.

When he hadn’t hurt her yet.

“There, all done.”

She scooted off the bed, throwing the towel into the hamper. “Room service sure is taking their sweet time.”

The two sat on opposite sides of the bed, sneaking glances at each other. Through the window, they could see the sun was setting, meaning they’d have to go to bed soon.

“Room service!”

‘Oh thank god.’

(Name) jumped up and scurried towards the door, sighing in relief. “Thanks!”

The two ate together in silence. Once (Name) finished, she stretched. “I’ll go ahead and take my shower then. What are our plans for tomorrow?”

Kurapika set his laptop aside, thinking for a moment before speaking. “Besides dinner at 5 pm, nothing.”

(Name) nodded, shrugging off her cardigan and folding it. She placed it on her suitcase, Kurapika watching her.

“I see, then that means we can sleep in!”

Kurapika tilted his head. “Sleep in? I thought you might want to sight see.”

“Nah, I lived her for a few months, I’ve seen plenty. The train ride was more comfortable than usual, but it’s not the same as sleeping in a bed. I need to catch up on some missed sleep.”

The blonde continued typing on his laptop, humming softly. “Hmm, I guess that makes sense. I can’t guarantee that I’ll sleep in as well, but you can do as you wish with your free time.”

(Name) threw her pajamas onto her shoulder. “Besides, I don’t want to strain myself right now, considering…”

She held a hand over her abdomen, wincing.

“Ah, that’s true, I’d prefer you take it easy.”

Kurapika spared her a worried glance, the girl not catching it. She was already opening the bathroom door.

“Can you put my phone on charge for me? Thanks!”

She closed the door before he could answer. He glanced over to her side of the bed, seeing her phone lying on her pillow.

He picked it up, the weight of it being in his hand foreign. She had a strawberry themed phone case, and when he turned it on, his heart couldn’t stop racing.

Her lock screen was a picture of the five of them right after they saved Killua from the Zoldyck Estate. (Name) and Kurapika were so close, both in the picture and in general back then. Their cheek were pressed against each other, big smiles on their faces.

He melted at the sight, eyes softening. ‘God, she’s so cute.’

His smile faded when a message from who he assumed was Leorio popped up.

Oreo: rate these pussies (image attached)

Kurapika blinked, face turning red with embarrassment and anger. ‘What the hell is he talking about?’

Kurapika had to know what the picture was. He didn’t know her passcode, but assumed it was the same thing she used for everything.

He typed in her birthday, and if he wasn’t pissed off he would have laughed at how easy it was, her phone unlocking.

He clicked on Leorio’s contact, ready to tear him a new one.

Image attachment:

Kurapika stared at the images for a moment, feeling just a little silly for his previous rage. ‘He meant that as in… cats. Still…’

Kurapika shut her phone off, leaning over to put it on charge. ‘Why do I care if he’s sending her things like that anyways? Their relationship is none of my…’

He attempted to push away the familiar nasty feeling bubbling up in his chest. ‘…’

Kurapika shook his head. The laptop opened, Kurapika beginning to type away yet again.

‘Hmm…’

The blonde had done thorough research on both the restaurant they were visiting, and the informant they’d be meeting.

He was a flesh collector, popular in the community for his vast collection and strange morals.

‘Victor Hummin.’

The man refused to collect anything from any parties that had not consented to the sale of their own body parts. Kurapika found this strange, and didn’t know how to think about it.

Ok one hand, he was collecting the flesh of human beings, something Kurapika viewed as immoral. On the other hand… he only procured items from people who sold them willingly from their own bodies.

“Ugh, I’m tired.”

The sound of the bathroom door opening and closing echoes through the room, along with (Name)’s voice. Kurapika looked up from his laptop to see her standing by the bathroom, towel on her head.

She wore an oversized tshirt and…

Kurapika felt his blood rush to his face when he realized that her legs were completely bare. “(N-Name)?”

His face was completely red, hurriedly pulling their comforter over his lap to hide the growing bulge in his pants.

“Hmm? Do you need something Kurapika?”

She stretched lightly, a yawn leaving her lips.

‘Oh.’

A pair of black shorts peeked out of the bottom of her pink tshirt. Kurapika relaxed slightly, though his hard on was still raging.

He felt just a tad disappointed, letting out a huff.

‘Wait…’

Kurapika held a hand over his forehead, face red as he remembered the second phase of the exam. Leorio had the same reaction he was having now when (Name)’s skirt flew up then.

‘Oh no, I’m thinking like Leorio. This isn’t good…’

(Name) crawled into bed, lying on her tummy as she scrolled on her phone. She had her headphones on, kicking her feet as she watched some video.

He glanced from the fuzzy socks on her feet, to the towel on her head, then to her face. Her eyes blinked sleepily, the hand keeping her head up nearly slipping.

“(Name)?”

With her headphones on, she must not have been able to hear him. Kurapika reached out to tap her shoulder, the girl glancing to look at him before pulling her headphones to the side. “Yes?”

Kurapika placed his laptop on the table next to him, giving her a smile. “Staring at that phone in the dark will hurt your eyes. Let’s get some rest, hmm?”

(Name) rubbed her eyes. “Yeah… okay.”

She seemed to send someone a text before she set her phone on the nightstand, lifting up the comforter and snuggling underneath it.

It was quiet for a few minutes, the two feet of space separating the two blank. Kurapika was trying to keep himself calm. His body was heating up, and he was attempting to push the thought of her sleeping next to him out of his head.

‘She’s just sleeping next to you. Your body didn’t react like this during the Hunter exam, what makes this any different?’

“Kurapika?”

The blonde let out a shaky breath when he felt the space next to him dip under (Name)’s weight. She was closer now, maybe only a foot apart.

“Yes?”

He was turned away from her, hoping the darkness could hide his red face, but knowing it would do nothing to hide the sound of his racing heart.

“Do you remember when we used to sleep together during the Hunter Exam?”

A moment passed by before he answered. “… yes. I do.”

She was quiet, tracing shapes into the sheet. “Do you think… just for tonight… we can pretend everything is okay, and you can hold me like you used to?”

His breath hitched. ‘Hold… her…’

When he didn’t answer, he felt her scoot away, her voice coming out shaky.

“Sorry, you don’t have to, it’s f-“

She stopped when Kurapika turned around, wordlessly pulling her closer. He pressed his body against hers, holding her in his arms.

She quieted down, eyes fluttering closed as her body relaxed.

“Like this?”

He looked down at her, taking in her content face. She nodded, eyes opening up to look into his. “Yes, just like that.”

Kurapika leaned forward, resting his forehead against hers. Her warmth seeped into his skin, making him almost whimper at how good it felt to be so close to her again.

Her hand reached up to cup his cheek, the blonde leaning into her touch. “I missed you, Kurapika. Even…”

She was quiet, shaking her head. “Never mind. Let’s get some sleep.”

He placed his hand over hers, pressing her hand into his cheek further. “… goodnight, (Name).”

“Goodnight, Kurapika.”

They both wanted to say something, but neither did. One a coward, one too kind.

Kurapika watched as she drifted off, taking in her features. Her soft lips, long lashes, chubby cheeks, all things he committed to memory.

His hand slipped from her back to her soft hips, gripping the fat around them gently. ‘So soft…’

(Name) was the epitome of softness, from her body, to her voice, to her personality, the first word that came to mind when thinking about her was ‘soft’.

Kurapika, on the other hand, was rough. Calloused hands, harsh personality, sour mood, everything indicated to him being rough around the edges. It made sense that someone as soft and kind as her would be hurt when she veered to close to him.

Though, he couldn’t complain about their close proximity now, especially when his body yearned to be closer to her, merge with hers.

Be inside her.

He groaned quietly, feeling himself grow hard again. The smell of her, fresh out of the show was tantalizing, almost unbearable. She was right there, smiling in her sleep as he held her close, and it’s like his body couldn’t help but react with excitement to the feeling of her warm breath against his neck.

Kurapika swallowed, eyes half lidded as he dipped his hand into his boxers, keeping the other one on her hip.

“Hahh…”

He covered his mouth, face red with embarrassment. ‘Did I just…’

He bit his lip to keep himself quiet as he stroked his cock, his imagination going wild.

He imagined (Name) waking up, glancing down at his bulge then back up to him with those pretty (e/c) eyes.

“Aww, Pika… do you need some help, there? Let me take care of you…”

He watched as she slipped her hand into his pants, pulling out his cock and stroking it slowly. “My Pika… does that feel good?”

“Hnn, yes angel, that feels amazing!”

She picked up the pace, leaning forward to press kisses into his sensitive neck. “Wanna cum inside of me, Pika? Fill my tummy up?”

Kurapika covered his mouth as he came, eyes squeezing shut. It took him a moment to come down from his high, and when he did, he realized what had happened.

He lifted the blanket up slowly, cock hardening again at the sight.

Kurapika had cum all over her thighs, feeling his dick twitch in his hand at the sight. He couldn’t help but feel… disappointed, like something about the sight wasn’t right.

He remembered what the (Name) in his mind had said to get him to cum so fast.

“Wanna cum inside of me, Pika? Fill my tummy up?”

Just those words alone were enough to get him pumping his cock again, soft pants leaving his mouth as he stared at (Name)’s sleeping face.

‘S-so pretty… fuck…’

Kurapika grabbed a fistful of her thigh, pulling her a little closer until the tip of his cock nearly kissed her legs. ‘Cant… get any closer…’

He wanted to kiss her, to push her panties to the side and slip into her warm cunt. Kurapika was always so, so cold, and she was so warm. Agonizingly so.

Kurapika watched her face, eyes gone red with lust as he leaned closer. As he came again, he leaned his forehead against hers, allowing himself that small physical contact.

“(N-Name)…” he whimpered out. “Hahh… hahh…”

More than anything he wanted her to wake up and touch him, kiss him, tell him how much she wanted him.

But she didn’t, and the blonde pulled up his pants, staring down at his cum dripping down her legs. He was ashamed of himself for cumming on her like that, but it was hard not to when she was holding onto him so tight.

He leaned to grab a tissue from his nightstand, gently wiping off her thighs before tossing it into the trash.

That feeling was washing over him again, the urge to pull her closer and cuddle. He’d felt this after he orgasmed the night they watched the Barbie movie, and it was even stronger now that they were lying next to each other.

Kurapika pulled her even closer, now able to press his body against hers entirely without his bulge getting in the way. He pressed a lingering kiss into her forehead, eyes getting heavy.

‘Goodnight, angel.’

———————

Kurapika was acting different the next morning. Before she’d woken up, he’d ordered room service for the two. When (Name) did finally wake up, it was to his starling red eyes looking into hers, taking in every detail of her face.

“Mmm… Kurapika?”

He blinked, cheeks pink when he realized she caught him staring. “Good morning, (Name).”

If only she knew he’d been staring at her sleeping face gif the better half of an hour, occasionally cupping her cheek to gently tilt her head in different directions.

She yawned, attempting to stretch and sit up when she realized he was still holding onto her. (Name)’s eyes flitted to the hands griping her hips, her face heating up.

Something… something was poking into her tummy, but the blonde seemed unaware of that. Could it be his arm? His…

“Kurapika, you’re-“

He pulled his hands away quickly, as he’d been holding onto something hot. Kurapika said nothing as she scooted out of bed, eyes following her swaying hips.

“Be right back…”

She closed the bathroom door behind her, and the blonde felt something uneasy settle into his chest.

The space next to him was empty, and he wasn’t sure why that made him… nervous. The warmth she’d left behind was fading away, and try as he might, Kurapika couldn’t keep it there.

He scooted into her spot, cuddling into her pillow. It smelled like her, a soft strawberry scent with hints of vanilla and coconut.

‘(Name)…’

He hugged her pillow, smiling against the soft fabric. His morning wood prodded against the mattress, the blonde whining.

‘Fuck…’

He glanced back at the bathroom door. He could hear the sink running, so he assumed she was doing her morning routine. Usually, it took (Name) around 10 minutes to brush her teeth, wash her face, and moisturize. That meant he had just enough time to take care of his problem.

While his face was buried in her pillow, he reached down into his pants. Kurapika gasped when his hand made contact with his sensitive cock, slowly pumping along his length as he nuzzled against (Name)’s pillow.

Over time, his imagination shifted from just seeing her panties for the first time, to her jerking him off, and then to now…

“Hahh, P-Pika!”

She gasped when his tongue lapped at her cunt, fingers pushing their way in. “Yes, angel?”

She looked down at him with teary eyes, holding onto his hair. His cock twitched in his hand this image.

“Feels so good, Pika… make me feel so good!”

He groaned into her pillow, cheeks turning pink. ‘Gonna…’

Kurapika gasped as he came, thankfully he’d thought to grab a tissue before hand.

It seemed he came just in time too, because the sound of the sink turning off had the blonde scurrying to his side of the bed.

“Kurapika, I’m done!”

‘Kurapika…’

In his imagination, (Name) still called him Pika. Kurapika knew it was his own fault she didn’t use that name anymore, but it still hurt sometimes.

He didn’t hate it, not in the slightest. He couldn’t hate anything (Name) gave him, not the nickname, not anything else. Kurapika would even love any scars, bruises, or marks she left on his pale skin.

And if he thought about that anymore, he’d get hard again. “Alright. I ordered room service for breakfast, should be here soon.”

She grinned, plopping down next to him. “Really? Thanks Kurapika!”

Her thighs was touching his, the smell of mint and her moisturizer making him sigh. “I’ll be right back.”

He climbed out of bed, putting on the slippers (Name) brought for him and walking to the bathroom to get his morning started.

——————

Kurapika glanced at the clock. It was around 2 pm, and (Name) was still in her pajamas, cuddled up in bed.

Despite having nothing to do today, Kurapika had dressed in one of his suits, and sat at the desk nearby typing away at his laptop.

The blonde stole glances at her, his tired eyes lingering on her relaxed face. ‘Must be nice, to be able to relax like that.’

He didn’t feel jealous, though, well maybe a little, but mostly felt… happy. This was how it was supposed to be. (Name), relaxed and happy as she snacked on some chips and FaceTimed Killua, and Kurapika diligently working to further his goals.

“Hey, where’s the twink?”

(Name) bit her lip stop her from laughing. “Killua, you’re not supposed to say that word, it’s an adult word.”

“But he is one! Just look at him!”

Kurapika frowned in his seat. ‘What does that even mean? Oh, I can google it.’

He switched to another tab and typed the word into google, waiting a moment for it to load.

“…”

(Name) jumped when her phone was ripped from her hand, Kurapika holding it to his face. “Killua you little-“

“Whoops, gotta go, talk to ya later (Name)!”

Kurapika huffed, handing (Name) her phone back. “Sorry, Kurapika. He teases everyone.”

The blonde plopped down onto the bed, lying down right beside her. “Really? It seems I’m the victim of all his teasing these days.”

(Name) gave him a sympathetic look.

��But… I guess I do deserve it, considering…’

Kurapika sighed, sitting back up. “We should be getting ready soon. Dinner starts at 5 pm sharp, and it’s a fifteen minute drive there.”

She grumbled, burying her face in her pillow. Kurapika wanted to laugh, to lay his head against her back and cuddle with her for the rest of the time they had before dinner.

But he didn’t. The blonde stood up, shaking her shoulder gently. “Come on, (Name). You’ve been in bed all day, it’s time to get up.”

She looked up at him, sticking her tongue out before burying her face back into the pillow.

‘Did she just..?’

Kurapika blinked at the girl, tilting his head. ‘She did. She actually did.’

“(Name)… you have so many things to do. You have to get dressed, do your makeup…”

“Don’t wanna!”

She pulled the comforter over her head, Kurapika having to keep a straight face even when she wiggled around like a little caterpillar.

“Alright, you asked for it.”

Kurapika threw the blanket off and grabbed her by the hips, pulling her into a sitting position before picking her up.

“H-hey!”

Kurapika didn’t budge as her legs kicked, only patting her thigh. He sat her in front of the vanity, patting her head before smiling. “There. If I have to carry you from place to place, I will. You’re a spoiled wife, aren’t you?”

(Name)’s face heated up, looking down at her lap. Hearing him call her his wife, having him treat her so gently made her feel… strange. Maybe it was her being hormonal because of her period, but she felt a familiar heat in between her legs.

“Kurapika…”

She pouted at him as he walked back towards the closet, pulling out her dress and his suit.

“Yes, Mrs. Kurta?”

Kurapika felt a little bad, getting her all embarrassed like that, but in his mind it was necessary. They needed to practice being a married couple… and maybe he enjoyed pretending they were together.

Maybe he enjoyed it a bit too much.

“… hmph. Never mind.”

She began to apply her makeup, picking up brushes and what seemed like little sponges. It was fascinating really, the blonde having to tear his eyes away so he could get ready himself.

—————

“Kurapika, could you zip me up please?”

The blonde nodded, turning around as he fiddled with his tie. ‘Stupid thing, I can never get this right…’

When he looked up from his chest, his eyes went wide.

Standing before him was (Name), but he’d never seen her look like this before. The dress hugged her figure, the sight of her (s/c) plush thigh poking through the slit making his heart skip a beat.

As he zipped her up, he got a good look at her face.

Elegant was the first word that came to mind, exactly what Kurapika had requested. Her makeup was perfect, (Name) looking up at him through her thick lashes. “Do I look alright?”

The blonde cleared his throat, standing up straight. “You look more than alright, you look… beautiful.”

He knelt down to place her shoes on her feet, internally gushing at the way her dress fell around her thigh as she lifted her leg up.

“It’s a little long… I’m afraid I’ll step on the bottom of my dress.”

She stared down at him, tilting her head slightly.

“… I’ll carry you around if I need to.”

“Kurapika!”

He laughed, putting on her other shoe before standing up. “I still don’t understand why you chose silver shoes. Nothing from my outfit matches that.”

“Well…”

Kurapika opened his hand, revealing a small silver necklace. “Kurapika, you didn’t-“

“Use Gyo.”

(Name) furrowed her eyebrows, but did as told. “It’s… made of nen.”

Kurapika gestures for her to turn around. (Name) turned, lifting up her hair. He placed the necklace around her, fingers brushing against her neck. Kurapika paused when she shivered, noticing that reaction down for later.

“There.”

He had her turn once again, eyes drinking her in.

Now her neck wasn’t bare, a necklace made from HIS nen claiming it. The sight of her bare neck and shoulders the day before when he bought her that dress had Kurapika’s heart thumping against his chest like crazy.

With lust, and the nasty emotion that seemed to plague him when it came to her.

Possessiveness.

“It’s for your protection. If you move too far away, the chain will disappear, alerting me that you’ve moved out of the range of my nen.”

This was the lie he made up to justify this action to her, and himself. “And… I think it matches your shoes perfectly.”

He stared at her with half lidded eyes, hands on her shoulders as he looked her up and down. “Hmm… it seems you’re almost ready.”

“Almost?”

Kurapika held up a paper bag. “We have to put out wigs on!”

(Name) stared at him for what felt like an eternity, the blonde shrinking into himself a little.

“… couldn’t you have told me we were wearing wigs BEFORE I finished doing my hair?”

“… I forgot, sorry.”

(Name) pulled on her wig, grumbling to herself as Kurapika did the same. “… I am sorry. I didn’t even think about it.”

She sighed, glancing at him, and immediately laughed.

He looked like the epitome of a wet cat, twiddling his thumbs after putting on the same wig he’d worn in York New back then.

“Oh, my sweet husband, it’s okay~” she cooed, pinching his cheek. He frowned at her, cheeks a light pink.

“You’re teasing me.”

“Only a little. Come on, let’s go.”

Kurapika followed behind her, grabbing her purse before he opened the door. “After you, sweetheart.”

She felt her face heat up, but was quick to retort. “Thank you, my love~”

Kurapika stared at the girl as she continued walking, cheeks red. ‘Her love? Maybe I was once, but…’

His eyes softened, a wave of regret washing over him as he let her take the lead.

‘Surely, she can’t love me anymore. Not… not in the way she did before.’

—————

Kurapika opened (Name)’s door, helping her out. “This is where we’re meeting him. From this point on, I am your husband, and you are my wife. Make sure you remember.”

He stopped her, adjusting her wig. It was a different color and length than her natural hair, the girl huffing. “Of course. You drilled our love story into my head to the point I can recite it by heart.”

He gave her a smile. “Perfect. Now…”

He looped his arm with hers, leading her towards the restaurant. “Let’s go, don’t want to keep our acquaintance waiting.”

They entered the restaurant, (Name) holding back a gasp. It was extravagant, lit up by candlelight. Several couples were already waiting inside, chatting amongst each other.

‘Act natural. Just do what the others are doing.’

(Name) observed one of the couples. The man sat down, pulling his lover into his lap due to the lack of seating. His lover giggled, kissing his cheek as they continued their conversation.

Kurapika had also seen this, glancing down at his companion for her reaction. She was frowning.

‘Ah, so I shouldn’t do that.’

(Name) took the lead, pulling him towards two seats that had just opened up. “Come on, honey, you know how these heels fire me out.”

(Name) sat down, crossing one leg over the other, revealing her bare thigh. Kurapika was quick to drop the ground, pulling dress so it draped over her bare leg.

“Careful, dear, save that for later, when I have you all to myself.”

(Name)’s face heated up, the blonde leaning forward a bit. “Don’t want to catch any unwanted attention.”

He sat next to her, keeping a hand on her thigh. (Name) assumed this was to keep up the act, but Kurapika knew the truth.

He’d seen one of the men eyeing (Name) and had to make sure they knew she was taken. ‘Just… just to keep up the act. It would be suspicious if someone flirted with my supposed wife.’

But as his heart thumped away in his chest, eyes red behind his contacts, his heart knew this was a lie. He wanted others to know that she was his.

“Mr. and Mrs. Kurta?”

A waiter stood at the podium a few feet away. “That’s us.”

Kurapika stood, offering his hand to help her up. As the waiter lead them away, Kurapika sent a glare at the man that had been staring at her moments before.

“Kurapika Kurta, it’s great to meet you!”

The blonde blinked as he was pulled into a hug, a strong hand clapping him over the back. (Name) watched this, having to hold a gloved hand over her mouth to hide her laughter.

The man that hugged him was tall and beefy, with short finger hair and a thick, wiry beard to match. He seemed uncomfortable in his nice tux, tugging at the collar slightly as he turned to greet (Name).

“Ahh, this must be the wife you mentioned. I’m Victor Hummin.”

He held her hand in his, kissing the back of it. “I’m (Name) Kurta, it’s nice to meet you.”

She gave him a pretty smile, Victor elbowing the blonde. “Ahh, I see the praise you gave her is all true. She truly is a beauty.”

(Name) glanced to the blonde, who was avoiding eye contact. “Oh, Kurapika…”

She playfully hit his arm, the blonde blushing. Victor smiled at this, sitting back down. “Ahh, newlyweds. Remember when we were like that, muffin?”

(Name) and Kurapika glanced to his left, seeing a woman sitting down next to him. She had tan skin, and dark brown hair that went way past her shoulders. Honestly, she was gorgeous, with an hourglass figure and pretty face.

“Sit, sit, I already ordered some drinks to get us started.”

‘Drinks?’

(Name) glanced at Kurapika, who spoke up. “Ah, thank you, but my wife doesn’t drink.”

He held her hand with his affectionately, kissing the back of it. “She’s-“

“It’s alright, Kurapika. I should be fine, just for tonight.”

His smile became a little more forced at her words, sighing. “Well, if that’s what you want…”

He rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb. “If I’m being honest, I’m a little nervous, so it should help mellow me out a bit. I’ve never been on a double date before…”

Kurapika’s eyes widened. ‘Oh, I see what she’s doing. Any awkward behavior can now be blamed on her nerves or the alcohol. (Name)…’

“Ah, that makes sense. Don’t worry, this is our first double date as well, haha.”

(Name) had seamlessly explained away any awkwardness while also making herself seem more relatable, causing the two to lower their guard. ‘She’s… really good.’

Kurapika let her hand go, leaning back in his chair. “So, let’s get to business…”

Victor held his hand up. “Ah, ah, ah, not until we have our drinks. It’s…”

He sighed, his wife leaning closer to pat his back to comfort him. “It’s a lot.”

Kurapika, ever impatient was about to demand he speak, but (Name) spoke up just in time. “Thank you, Mr. Hummins, I can see that it bothers you to think about it. To know you’re here to help up warms my heart.”

(Name) gave him a sympathetic smile, placing a gloved hand on Kurapika’s back. “More than anything, I want my dear husband to find peace, so I appreciate anything you’re willing to tell us.”

Kurapika felt his heart melt. Even if this was all acting, he couldn’t help but feel so loved in the moment. He leaned his head against hers, kissing her cheek. “Thank you, love. I couldn’t ask for a better wife.”

(Name) turned to look at him, face hot. “K-Kurapika…”

There faces were so close, noses almost touching. Before he could lean forward to close the gap, they heard Victor clear his throat.

“Ehem. Our drinks are here.”

The two pulled away from each other, looking in opposite directions as they were served their drinks.

‘Did… did he almost kiss me?’

‘DID I ALMOST KISS HER!?’

Kurapika attempted to calm himself down, downing his drink as (Name) sipped on hers. The couple across from them glanced at each other before laughing.

“Ahh, it’s your honeymoon, right? I remember our honeymoon. I could barely keep my hands off of you.”

“Ohh, stop it Vic, you’ll embarrass them.”

And embarrass them it did, (Name) also downing her drink.

“Now… please, let’s talk business.”

A light pink had taken over Kurapika’s cheeks. (Name) assumed it was from the alcohol, not from his mind running wild with thoughts of kissing her, holding her close…

‘Maybe… maybe it would make it more believable if we-‘

“Ah, yes. I’ll tell you everything I know so far.”

Victor suddenly looked very taking a small sip from his drink. “As you know, I’m a flesh collector.”

(Name) barely prevented herself from reacting with disgust to the man’s words. ‘Kurapika didn’t tell me that part…’

“But I take my morals very seriously. I only take flesh from those who have consented to having it taken from them. I pay them handsomely too, of course.”

He let out a hearty laugh, Kurapika gripping (Name)’s hand tightly as he did. She could see a hint of red in his grey contacts, quickly pulling him a little closer.

“I see, how kind of you.” (Name) said, giving him a strained smile.

“Yes, and that’s the reason why I’m here today. When I heard about the scarlet eyes of the Kurta being sold, I was honestly excited at first. Most collectors have heard of their beauty, their color being one of the seven most beautiful in the world.”

(Name) nodded, gesturing for him to continue.

“When I found out how the eyes were obtained…”

He clenched his fist. “I was sick. Just a month ago, I was invited to another flesh collectors home. We like to brag about our collections to each other, as most collectors do.”

Victor sighed, eyes staring into his drink, the ice melting. He took a swig before continuing. “The eyes… they were so small, there was no way they came from an adult.”

Kurapika’s grip on (Name)’s hand increased to the point it was painful, but she didn’t mind. “That’s awful.”

“Indeed. I attempted to reason with my old friend, but he would hear none of it. He had several different pairs, I think three or four. All of them… all of them were the same, small size.”

His wife patted his back gently. “When he realized what he saw, Victor was inconsolable. Immediately, he made contact with the Hunter Association to get in contact with Melody.”

“Melody?”

They nodded. “Yes, she’s a music hunter, and your friend. Although most of the underground know of your existence, little know more than your name and the fact that you have the scarlet eyes. Thankfully, I’m good friends with the Nostrades.”

‘Ah, of course he is.’ Kurapika thought, thumb brushing over (Name)’s hand. The girl glanced at him, leaning against his shoulder.

“She made sure I was being genuine, and got me in contact with you. Now…”

Victor sipped on his drink again, the nearly fully melted ice clinking against the glass. “I will tell you half of the information on him now…

He finished his drink, wiping his mouth with a napkin. “Half after you give me what we agreed upon.”

Kurapika nodded, letting out a sigh. “I understand. Go ahead, then.”

Victor folded his hands. “The man’s name is Dracule Midnight, professional flesh collector. He lives in Padokea, with his wife and two children.”

Kurapika let out a shaky breath. (Name)’s eyebrows furrowed, her hand gently rubbing Kurapika’s arm. “He has a family? How can someone that has the ability to care for others collect the eyes of children? Does he even understand what they had to do to reach that color?”

She wanted to scream, to tell the man off, but Kurapika calmed her with a gentle touch. “Shh… thank you, is that all the information you’re willing to give?”

“For now. For more, you’ll need to fulfill your end of the deal. Don’t get me wrong through, if you decide you don’t want to, you can leave right now and go about your night. But I can tell you things that are more than worth the price. Names, the address of his mansion, his schedule… his nen ability.”

(Name) glanced at Kurapika, seeing his face deep in thought.

“What… what is the price?”

Victor glanced to his wife, who seemed tired. “He didn’t tell you?”

The man sighed. “I believe in getting consent from the people I collect from. And because the Kurta clan has been wiped off the planet, there’s only one person left who… CAN consent.”

(Name) took a moment to process that, eyes widening with the realization of what he was implying. “Kurapika, no… no you wouldn’t…”

“That’s none of your business. I will hold my end of the deal.”

Victor nodded. “I’d like to see them. To make sure.”

Kurapika took a deep breath, (Name) begging him with her eyes for him to stop as he pulled his contacts out.

“Ahh, beautiful.”

She stood suddenly, pulling him up by the sleeve.

“Excuse me, sir, but I need to talk to my stupid husband before he makes a mistake that will piss his wife off.”

Kurapika was pulled towards the bathroom, Victor watching them go with a sigh. “That’s what he gets for hiding something from his wife. Right, muffin?”

Victor nudged his wife, but received no reaction.

“… muffin?”

——————

“Kurapika i can’t believe you! Your eyes, seriously?”

“To be fair, it’s just one.”

“Oh, my bad, it’s only one of the two eyes you have, that’s totally better! Look at how relieved I am now!”

“… you don’t look relieved.”

(Name) threw her hands up in the air. “Oh my god. Why are you so calm? I don’t understand. He wants your eye, Kurapika. Doesn’t that upset you?”

He leaned against the wall. “I told you I’m willing to do anything to complete my mission. Losing one eye is nothing compared to what I will gain.”

She frowned. “One eye, as if that’s all he wants. You know they’ll have to put you under anesthetics to remove it, who knows if they’ll stop at just one! Are you willing to risk your vision over information?”

He sighed, rubbing his temple. “He was cleared by Melody, (Name). If he had any bad intentions, she wouldn’t have connected him to me.”

(Name) looked down, holding onto her dress. “But…”

He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at the ceiling. He expertly swiped at the corner of her eye, unable to look at her. “… don’t cry, you’ll mess up your makeup.”

(Name) looked down, sniffling as she held back het tears. The blonde sighed, summoning his chains. “… I won’t lie and say I won’t take the deal. I intend to.”

(Name)’s lip quivered, but Kurapika continued. “But…”

He summoned his dowsing chain. “I’ll use my dowsing chain, and if he’s intending to take both of my eyes, we’ll leave.”

She nodded slowly, allowing Kurapika to lead her out of the bathroom.

‘I hope he’s attempting to trick him…’

The arrived back at their table. “I’ve made my decision, but befo-“

Kurapika didn’t even get the chance to finish his sentence, Victor screaming out. “She’s not breathing!”

As if a flip switched, (Name) moves to his wife’s side, crouching down to place a finger on her neck. “… no pulse.”

“No… no…”

She pulled out her phone and began calling an ambulance when the man began to choke.

“Mr. Hummins? Are you-“

She gasped, seeing his body shake. Immediately assuming he may be choking on something, she attempted the Heimlich maneuver.

“Shit, it’s not working!”

In a panic, (Name) pulled off her glove and placed her hand on his skin. Kurapika watched, unable to do anything as (Name) activated her nen.

“Sir, can y-“

She gasped when he gurgled up fluid, pulling her hand away.

Kurapika’s eyes widened. “That’s the result of poisoning!”

‘But how is the question…’

They hadn’t eaten anything yet, so it must have been the drinks. ‘But we both drank ours quickly and are showing no symptoms… unless…’

He glanced between their glasses. “So that’s it! The ice!”

Their ice was still floating at the bottom of their cup, revealing a slight milky color as they melted. “The poison was in the ice, but why..?”

He immediately swiveled his head around, catching the man who’d been looking at them earlier staring in their direction.

‘Shit, SHIT!’

Kurapika grabbed (Name)’s hand and ran, hearing someone shout to run after them as they exited.

There were two thoughts on his mind. The first being to find a place to hide, the second…

‘I have to protect her. At any cost.’

They rounded a corner, the sound of pounding footsteps getting closer. He turned his head in every directions, spotting a dark alleyway to his left.

Kurapika pulled her in, shielding her body with his own. “They came this way! Make sure to check every nook and cranny!”

‘Fuck! They’re going to catch us!’

Kurapika looked down at (Name) eyes scanning her face. She looked scared, holding onto his shirt as she watched the opening of the alleyway.

“…”

He ripped his wig off before grabbing hers and throwing it into the dark. “H-hey, what are y-“

“Do you trust me?”

She paused, eyes darting from him to the alleyway before she answered. “… yes.”

Her hesitation didn’t go unnoticed, but the blonde didn’t have the time to care about that now. He took a deep breath before placing a hand on her cheek and leaning forward.

(Name)’s eyes went wide when his lips pressed into hers. His eyes stayed open briefly to look out of the alleyway before they squeezed shut.

Several things went through Kurapika’s mind when his lips touched hers, none of them holy. She was stiff, pushing him away slightly, but it seemed the more she pushed the further he leaned in.

After a moment, he pulled back, pressing his forehead against hers. “Relax, just act natural.”

His pretty scarlet eyes glanced to the opening of the alleyway before pressing his lips into hers once again. Realization flickered in her (e/c) eyes before she sighed into the kiss. ‘Act natural. Well…’

She pulled him closer by the front of his jacket, surprising the blonde. He’d been hesitant to further the kiss before, but it seemed she was ready.

His eyes fluttered close as he allowed himself to enjoy the feeling of her lips on his, pining her to the wall. She gasped slightly, Kurapika taking this chance to slip his tongue past her lips.

“Mmph..!”

She whimpered into his mouth, causing the blonde to push further, his hand wandering down her body to grab hold of her thigh. She gasped when he lifted it to wrap around his waist, so close that his body fully pressed against hers. His hand slipped under the slit in her dress, pulling her in closer as she tangled hands in his hair.

“Are they in that alley?”

“Nah, just some horny lesbians.”

Even as the footsteps retreated away, Kurapika continued to deepen the kiss, their tongues dancing. His hand moved from her thigh, up her back to reach for her zipper.

“Ah, I think they’re gone.”

(Name) panted, hands pushing him back a little, only for him to lower his head to her neck. “K-Kurapika!”

“Can’t… can’t be sure. Not wearing… my contacts…”

He placed a kiss on the spot he’d brushed against earlier that day. She gasped, gripping his shoulders. “Shh, relax. Keep an eye on the entrance.”

He inhaled her scent before he lapped at her skin, causing the girl to yelp. His lips made contact, gently nibbling on her neck.

“Hahh, Kurapika!”

He gripped her thighs, the bulge in his pants pressing into her, too obvious to ignore. (Name) did her job to her best ability, barely able to focus when he was ravaging her neck. When he legs buckled, he lifted her up, holding her up against the wall as his lips moved from her neck back to her lips.

“Mmph!”

The way he was kissing her made her head spin. He seemed desperate, holding onto her like if he didn’t, she’d disappear.

His hips pressed further into hers, causing him to moan into her mouth.

After a few more seconds, he pulled back, a line of saliva connecting their tongues. He stared at her with half lidded scarlet eyes, tongue only inches from her own.

He continued to stare, before blinking slowly. ‘Oh. Oh…’

His face was red, hair a little messy from her hands tugging at it. Name) wasn’t doing much better, her lipstick smeared, eyes blurry from how hot and bothered she was.

“…”

He lowered her to the ground, making sure she could stand before he peeked out of the alleyway.

“… it’s clear.”

Kurapika grabbed her hand and began walking away. For a moment, the air was quiet. Neither of the two spoke, both still too flustered to think.

“… I’m sorry.”

Kurapika was the first to speak, staring ahead of them.

“It’s just, we needed to hide our faces, and my contact were off, and-“

“Kurapika, it’s fine, I understand. I know you wouldn’t do that without reason.”

He sighed, sending her a smile over his shoulder. “Thank you for being so understanding. I promise this won’t happen again.”

(Name) nodded, hand going to her neck. The spots his lips touched were still warm, and she could taste his drink on her tongue.

‘He was… poking into me again.’

She twiddled her thumbs. ‘It… it could have been his knee… and even if it was… something else, it’s natural for a man’s body to react that way to stimulation. I…’

“You disgust me.”

‘… he’s a good actor, that’s all. He… he doesn’t think of me that way…’

Kurapika’s words all those years ago rang through her head, squashing any wishful thinking she may have had. But still, (Name) couldn’t help the way her body trembled at the memory of his tongue in her mouth, his hand on her thigh.

‘He’s acting so calm, like nothing happened. Of course…’

Kurapika was facing away from her, and for good reason. His face was red, the tent in his pants grown almost painful from how horny he was.

He’d pressed right into her pussy, the residual feeling of her warmth making him nearly whimper as he led her towards their hotel.

‘I nearly… I nearly unzipped her dress.’

Kurapika bit his lip as he glanced back again, spotting the spots on her neck he nibbled and sucked on. ‘God… she looks so pretty right now. All I want to do is-‘

“Ah, finally.”

(Name) let go of his hand, leaning down to take off her heels as they entered the hotel. Kurapika blinked.

“Wait, you’ll get your feet all dirty.”

She waved her hand dismissively. “Meh, it’s worth it. My feet are k-“

She yelped when he picked her up bridal style, holding her in his arms gently. “Of your feet were hurting, you should have told me.”

(Name) didn’t answer, much too tired to argue, she just leaned her head against his chest as he carried her to their room.

He set her on the bed, handing her makeup wipes and pulling her suitcase over. “I’ll change in the bathroom, so you can change here. Don’t worry, I’ll hang your dress up for you after.”

——————

When Kurapika finished changing and jerking off in the bathroom, he smiled softly at the sight of (Name) curled up in bed.

His smile faded when he spotted tears running down her cheeks, the blonde rushing forward. “(Name)? (Name) what’s wrong? If it’s about earlier, I-“

She shook her head, swiping at her tears. “No, no it’s not that. I…”

She sniffled, Kurapika climbing into bed to lie next to her. “That man… when I used my nen, all I did was speed up his death. If I didn’t, maybe someone would have been able to save him…”

Kurapika grabbed her hands, shaking his head. “No, no, don’t blame yourself (Name). The poison used to kill him can’t be cured. You didn’t speed up his death, you stopped his suffering. And…”

He thought back to Victor’s face, in complete anguish when he realized his lover had died right in front of them.

“… I think he would have preferred dying with his wife.”

Kurapika sighed. “Can you really be so attached to a person that you would die without them?”

It was quiet, eerily so. When Kurapika looked down at (Name), she had a faraway look in her (e/c) eyes.

He didn’t understand why, but he wanted to comfort her in that moment, to hold her close.

So despite his better judgment, he scooted closer, pulling her into his arms once again.

“Kurap-“

He shushed her. “Shh, just sleep, (Name). We have a long day tomorrow.”

Too exhausted to question him, (Name) nodded, nuzzling against his chest. “Goodnight, Kurapika…”

“… goodnight, (Name).”

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Fixer Upper

Part 21

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

part 20

part 22

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

warning: spicy content

Kurapika folded one of his shirts, placing it in the suitcase (Name) was letting him borrow. Leorio groaned, collapsing on Kurapika’s bed. “Ugh, you’re so slow.”

The blonde raised an eyebrow at him, moving onto the next item of clothing. “You don’t have to stay in here, you know.”

“But I do, what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t help you make good fashion decisions?”

Kurapika scoffed. “I make good fashion decisions.”

“Not from what Killua told me. He said you tried to show up to the club in khakis and a polo shirt.”

Kurapika blushed, continuing to hold a pair of pants. “I wasn’t sure what was appropriate clubbing clothing.”

Leorio nodded. “See, that’s why I’m here to help. Out of the kindness of my own heart of course.”

“Uh huh.”

Kurapika couldn’t help the small smile creeping onto his face. Him and Leorio hadn’t gotten to hang out alone much the entire time he’d been there, so it was nice to talk with him. Even if he was being annoying.

Kurapika stretched, walking away from the suitcase to grab more things to pack. While his back was turned, Leorio scooted forward, opening it up and looking through.

Kurapika turned back just in time to see Leorio’s eyes widened. “Are these…”

He held up the pair of (Name)’s panties Kurapika stole a week ago.

“These are (Name)’s panties.”

The blonde was mortified, face gone red and mouth dropping open in horror. He snatched them away from Leorio’s hands, stuttering out a response.

“H-how did those get there? They must of gotten mixed up with my clothes, how strange!”

He laughed awkwardly, stopping when Leorio placed a hand on his shoulder. “Hey, man, I’m not judging. But, man to man, you probably shouldn’t bring those. (Name) tends to go through peoples suitcases to wash their clothes for them. She means well, but I’ve learned not to bring any… personal items of the sexual nature on trips with her. Not after she found my vibrator last time.”

“I didn’t need to know that last part.”

Leorio sighed. “The point is, you shouldn’t bring them with you. It’s a sure way to get you caught.”

Kurapika pocketed the pair, causing his friend to raise an eyebrow. “… I won’t.”

Leorio leaned against the bed, looking up at the ceiling. “So… is (Name) the name you were moaning at the beach house.”

“Get out of my room.”

——————

(Name) pulled her suitcase towards the door, opening it before placing it in the back of the mom van.

“Did everyone get everything on their lists?” she asked once she was back inside. Killua groaned from his spot on the couch, lazily flipping through Netflix for something to watch.

“Yes, how many times are you going to ask us that?”

Kurapika and Leorio walked out, the latter carrying Kurapika’s suitcase to the van as the blonde plopped down on the couch beside Gon.

“I’ll keep asking until you actually double check. I’m going through yours and Gon’s bags in 15 minutes, so just hope I don’t find anything missing.”

With those words, the two boys glanced at each other before rushing into their shared room to check they had indeed packed everything.

“Wow, that was quick, I think you scared the smirk right off his face, (Name).”

She playfully smacked his arm, laughing. “Oh stop. They’ll thank me later when they aren’t missing their toothbrushes or socks.”

Kurapika smiled, crossing his legs as she continued getting things ready. ‘She’s being more casual with me. That’s good…’

15 minutes later, (Name) walked into the boys room, ready to inspect their bags. “Okay, it’s time.”

They watched with baited breaths as she opened their bags, going down the list. “Hmm, Killua, you get a pass.”

Killua let out a sigh, grabbing his bag as (Name) moved onto Gon’s. Gon peeked over her shoulder as she went down the list, making her shoo him away.

“Alright, you pass too, but what the hell is in here? There’s crumbs everywhere…”

“It’s goldfish crackers from the last time we went somewhere.”

“Last time? You mean when we went to the beach? That was neatly a month ago! Gon…”

He rubbed the back of his sheepishly. “Sorry, (Name).”

She shook out the crumbs and swept it up, patting him on the back. “It’s alright. Now go pack this up.”

Leorio peeked his head into the room. “Are you two ready? Everyone’s already loaded up in the mom van!”

(Name) sighed. She thought about getting a rental, but seeing the devastation Killua and Gon left her living room in made her second guess that.

“Coming!”

———————

After an argument on how everyone should be seated, the arrangement went as so:

Leorio was driving. Kurapika had major road rage, (Name) was too nervous driving over long distances, and the other two didn’t have licenses, leaving Leorio.

Gon sat in the passenger seat, due to having severe motion sickness. Killua and Kurapika were satisfied after (Name) took the middle seat. They had both argued on who would get to sit next to her, so she sat in the middle despite it being the least comfortable spot.

“Alright, everyone buckled up?”

“Yes!”

“Killua.”

“… no.”

He buckled up, sighing after (Name) squeezed his cheek. “There, now we’re ready.”

Leorio pulled out of the driveway, grinning. “Then let’s get going!”

The first 20 minutes were spent in silence, Kurapika and Killua looking out the windows. Gon was watching a movie on (Name)’s phone as she read a book.

“Mom?”

(Name) looked up when Killua pulled on her sleeve. “Yes, Killua?”

“I’m bored.”

(Name) bit her lip, trying not to laugh. “Hi bored I’m Mom.”

“Mom.”

“Sorry, sorry. Here.”

She handed Killua her tablet, the boy grinning. “Oh shit fruit ninja!”

(Name) giggled as Killua pulled her headphones on, playing fruit ninja and listening to music. She glanced to her other side, seeing Kurapika looking at her.

He looked away, his cheeks pink from being caught. “You bored too, Kurapika?”

The blonde glanced back at her, giving her a sheepish smile. “A little.”

She held up her book, grinning. “You can read with me, if you’d like.”

(Name) scooted closer to him, her shoulder bumping against his as she held it up closer. “Ah, I’ve read this one before.”

“Really? Is it alright if we pick up from where I left off?”

“Of course, (Name). It’s your book.”

Kurapika said this, but wasn’t able to concentrate on reading with her so close to him. ‘She smells so nice…’

He leaned closer, eyes scanning over the text. ‘Oh, wait, doesn’t that sex scene come up s-‘

He glanced down to see (Name) realizing the same thing, her face heating up. “Why are you fidgeting, (Name)?”

Her breath hitched, eyes darting to the next page before she closed the book. “Well… if what I’m picking up on is true, then the next scene will be…”

She cleared her throat, looking away from the blonde. “Smutty.”

Feeling unusually confident, he raised an eyebrow. “So?”

She looked up at him, positively flustered. “S-so? It’s…”

“(Name), I know what sex is. We’re both adults, turn the page.”

He found himself enjoying how flustered she was, reading along with her.

“Fuck, just like that, your tongue feels so good~” Fern said, arching her back. The man laughed, his tooth brushing against her clit.

“Just wait until I’m inside of you, princess, then you’ll be screaming my name all night.”

Kurapika’s face was a bright shade of red, (Name) not doing much better. They glanced at each other before (Name) closed the book. “Why don’t we just… chat instead?”

“That’s sounds like a good idea.”

They kept each other entertained with idle chat for a good while before Leorio pulled into the parking lot if a restaurant. “Alright boys, and girl, it’s time to eat!”

Killua and Kurapika slot out of their seats, leaving (Name) to climb out by herself.

“Ouch!” (Name) gasped out when she felt something cut her thigh. The boys paused, Killua and Kurapika rushing over.

“(Name), what happened?”

She was lifting up her her skirt, Kurapika’s eyes going wide when he saw blood. For some reason, the sight of her blood made his stomach churn. He already disliked the sight of blood, but seeing hers was so much worse.

“Leorio, (Name) is hurt. Bandage her up, and I’ll try to see what caused it.”

“Rodger that!”

Kurapika kneeled down, looking in the backseat. “There it is.”

A spring was jutting out of the middle seat, the end jagged and covered in blood. Kurapika seethed, wanting to rip the spring out and crush it.

‘Calm down, you can’t kill a spring. Just…’

(Name) whimpered as Leorio sprayed her leg with an antibacterial spray, putting a bandaid on it after. Kurapika rushed to her side, looking her over. “Are you alright? Does it hurt? Do we need to go to a hospital?”

“Kurapika I’m fine, it’s just a scratch.”

(Name) patted his cheek, the blondes cheeks puffing out a little. “Scratches can get infected you know.”

Leorio held his hands in his head. “I do know. Did you find out what happened?”

Kurapika nodded. “It was a loose spring. The end cut her when she was climbing out of the backseat.”

“Shit, a spring?” Leorio grabbed (Name)’s shoulders, shaking her lightly. “Do you have your Tetanus shot?”

(Name) laughed. “Yes, I do! You two worry too much.”

They both pouted.

“Hey, are we gonna go eat or not? I don’t want Gon chewing on the- HEY PUT THAT DOWN!”

Killua smacked a rock out of Gon’s hand. “No! You can’t eat rocks!”

(Name) leaned against Kurapika’s shoulder, holding a hand to her forehead. “Oh dear, I fear I may have lost too much blood. Goodbye, my friend.”

She stuck her tongue out, closing her eyes. He rolled his eyes and turned, sweeping her off her feet. “Is that so? I guess I’ll need to carry you so you don’t fall.”

(Name) blinked, realizing her joke backfired. “Wait, no, I’m too heavy-“

He readjusted her, giving (Name) a stern look. “Didn’t I tell you before that you were light as a feather? I think the blood loss really has made you delirious.”

“Kurapika Kurta, if you don’t-“

He laughed, setting her down on her feet. “I’m kidding. But…”

He interlocked his fingers with hers, squeezing gently. “It would put my mind at ease if you stayed by my side.”

She looked down so he couldn’t see how flustered she was. “Okay Pika, I will…”

——————

As the four take their seats, Leorio brings up a very good question. “So… what are we going to do about seating arrangements?”

(Name) held up her hands, trying to look unfazed. “I can just put a towel or something over the spring and sit th-“

Kurapika shook his head, squeezing her hand. “No, (Name), I won’t let you sit on something that could hurt you.”

“I second that. Let’s tape Kurapika to the top of the van.”

(Name) groaned, holding her head in her hands. “Killua, we’re not-“

“Wait, I want to be taped to the top of the car!” Gon said, standing up.

“No, Gon, no was is getting taped to the mom van. Especially not either of my babies.”

Kurapika hummed. “Why don’t we just remove the spring?”

Leorio was quick to shoot that down. “Nah, it’s better if we wait for a professional to fix it. I don’t want to fuck up (Name)’s van.”

(Name) sighed in relief. ‘Finally, the only sane person in this group.’

“I have an idea!”

(Name) sighed, seeing Gon raising his hand. He looked so excited that she couldn’t say no. “Go ahead.”

“Why don’t one of us just sit in another persons lap?”

The table went quiet, some intrigued, some flustered. “That doesn’t sound like too bad of an idea. The only question is who is sitting in who’s lap.”

(Name) tilted her head. “Well it makes sense that one of the two kiddos will sit in my lap, considering…”

Kurapika tilted his head. “Considering what?”

Leorio pinched the blondes arm before speaking. “Well no offense (Name), you’re the weakest out of the group, so it makes more sense for you to sit in someone else’s lap, not the other way around.”

She seemed to shrink into herself, becoming uncomfortable with how the conversation was going. “Ah… well the only person I’d feel comfortable holding me is driving, so…”

Kurapika blinked, his grip on her hand loosening. “…”

“Why can’t you just sit in my lap?” Gon asked, flexing his arm. “I’m strong!”

She sighed, ruffling his hair. “I know, bud, but I don’t wanna sit in a kids lap. You’re tiny.”

“But I’m taller than y-“

“Tiny.”

He pouted, leaving Kurapika to clear his throat. “There are… other options…”

(Name) winced, scooting away from him. “Yeah, I can just call for someone to come pick me up.”

The blonde blinked at her. “… I meant you could sit in my lap.”

She made a distressed noise, the blonde unsure what he should do. “If it’s about you being too heavy, you’re not! I can pick you up just f-“

“It’s different when I have to sit in your lap for hours! Ugh!”

She slid out of the booth and stormed off towards the woman’s restroom, leaving Kurapika dumbfounded.

Leorio folded his arms over his chest, giving Kurapika a mean side eye. “Your actions have consequences, Kurapika. Think about just why you weren’t considered an option that she was comfortable with.”

He stared down at his hands, feeling regret start to bubble up in his chest. ‘Did I… did I really make her think… like that?’

——————

(Name) used a paper towel to dab at her tears, trying not to ruin her makeup. ‘Stupid Kurapika… stupid Leorio… stupid spring.’

She touched up her makeup, sniffling slightly. When she was done, she stepped back, taking in her full body reflection.

(Name) wasn’t thin, she knew that, but it was easy to forget when she was surrounded by people that saw her as more than what her body looked like. Usually, when she felt insecure she was able to push it away with the knowledge that she was loved and her friends thought she was beautiful.

“You disgust me.”

(Name) winced at the memory of Kurapika’s words. Ever since he’d said that, old insecurities from high school began bubbling up to the surface. It had been two years, but now that he was back, she couldn’t stop thinking about his words that day every time he looked at her.

When he called Dracule disgusting, she winced. Did he consider her to be in the same category as him, an evil flesh collector that cheated on his wife?

‘How does he view me?’

She squeezed her chubby cheeks, looking down at her wide hips and pudgy tummy. ‘I doubt he likes this. He’s always surrounded by beautiful women, there’s no way he’s attracted to me.’

(Name) felt tears welling up in her eyes again. She was quick to dab them away, putting her makeup back in her purse.

She loved him even when he came back into her life, covered in blood, underweight, and looking an absolute mess.

‘I guess I’m just not good enough to love, despite my appearance…’

(Name) picked up her purse, taking a deep breath before walking out of the bathroom.

‘I’ll just contact Illumi or Chrollo and have them pick me up and-“

She gasped when she felt herself being lifted up and thrown over someone’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes. “Ahh! Stranger danger!”

“Shh, it’s me.”

(Name) paused her kicking and screaming to look down, seeing a familiar blue tabard. “K-Kurapika Kurta, put me down this instant!”

“Not until you agree to come with us. We won’t be leaving without you.”

She blinked, feeling his grip tighten on her thigh. He approached the table the group was sitting at. “Order our drinks and text me when our food gets here. I’m going to have a little chat with (Name).”

Killua huffed. “Be gentle with my mom. If you’re going to feel her up at least ask her out f-“

Leorio covered the boys mouth. “Go ahead.”

Kurapika walked around the parking lot with (Name) over his shoulder, letting her struggle and throw a tantrum. “Are you done?”

She nodded, slumped over his shoulder. “… yeah…”

He stood still by a tree, eyes half lidded as he leaned his head against her hip. “I don’t mind you sitting in my lap, (Name). It’s really no trouble at all.”

She held onto the back of his tabard, eyes squeezed shut.

“You disgust me.”

She groaned, holding her hands over her ears. She couldn’t get his words out of her head, feeling her stomach twist into knots. “But…”

Kurapika’s thumb rubbed circles into her thighs absentmindedly as he lost himself in thought. It was hard for him to imagine her disliking herself.

To Kurapika, (Name) was perfection. Every part of her was something he adored. Her cute chubby cheeks, wide swaying hips, and pudgy tummy that he loved to rest his head against where all things he loved.

“Your actions have consequences.”

He didn’t want to think about he had caused her to act this way. During the Hunter Exam she gave out affection and trusted him so easily, and now she was too scared to sit in his lap.

He wanted to know exactly what he said to her so he could try and undo it, but at the same time he wondered if he should just let it be. After all, he wasn’t sure just how long he would be sticking around. What if he needed to leave one day? He didn’t want to hurt her all over again.

But… he also couldn’t stand that look on her face when he said she wasn’t too heavy. ‘She didn’t believe a word I said.’

Kurapika wanted to be hurt, but… he couldn’t be. How could he be, when he was the reason she felt this way? He’d caused her to not trust his words anymore.

As Kurapika’s mind raced, (Name) went still.

She sighed, looking down in defeat. “Fine. I’ll… I’ll go with you.”

Kurapika continued to hold her for a minute, lost in thought. She still sounded hesitant, and he didn’t know how to reassure her that he didn’t mind. Kurapika knew it was his fault, but he didn’t know how to fix it.

Or what exactly he said to make her feel this way in the first place.

“Let’s go back in.”

He set her down on her feet, keeping her steady as she got used to standing again.

——————

After a quick lunch, one that (Name) barely ate, the group headed back into the parking lot.

(Name) waited on Kurapika’s side as he slid in, the man getting situated before he patted his lap. “I’m ready.”

She stood for a moment, glancing between Leorio and Kurapika before she steeled herself. “Okay, I’m coming.”

(Name) entered the van, turning around and hovering over Kurapika’s lap before she finally sat down. He held himself back from grunting, not wanting her to think he was uncomfortable or disliked her being in his lap.

No, in fact he liked it a bit too much. Though, the blonde would prefer there being no clothing between them.

“Is everything alright?”

(Name) looked back, the hint of tears beading in the corners of her eyes making the blondes over protectiveness kick into overdrive. He nodded, unable to speak. If he did, it would be low and breathy, desire underlining every word.

Leorio glanced at the two, frowning. ‘This can’t be comfortable for either of them.’

He knew about (Name)’s insecurities, being the one that built her up and made her feel better on many bad nights. He also knew about Kurapika’s lust for the girl, and as a man he knew what could happen in a situation like this.

“Let’s get going. We should get to the hotel right at nightfall.”

For the first 30 minutes, Kurapika was able to keep his cool. It wasn’t easy, considering his crush was sitting in his lap, pressing against his crotch and he could smell her sweet perfume, but he was managing.

The road was smooth, (Name) was still, so there was no friction. As long as things stayed the way they were, everything would be okay.

But just the feeling of her soft ass in his lap, her warmth radiating against him was enough to have the blonde gripping the seat

“Pika?”

Kurapika glanced up to see (Name) glancing back at him, face still warm. “Everything okay back there?”

He was already going crazy over the fact (Name) used the nickname again, and she so cute looking back at him like that.

His mind immediately went south, imagining himself holding onto her plush hips as she bounced on his cock, the sound of her whimpers and whines as he fucked into her pretty cunt music to his ears.

‘FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!’

Kurapika bit his lip to keep himself from getting hard. He took a moment before answering as calmly as he possibly could.

“Yes, everything is fine. You alright, (Name)?”

She gave him a quick nod before looking forward again. Kurapika let out a sigh, feeling himself relax again.

He remembered what Leorio told him when they were riding the bus to the Zoldyck estate all those years ago, holding (Name) in his lap so she wouldn’t fall.

“Trust me Kurapika, you can’t handle all this.”

‘Fuck, he wasn’t wrong.’

Kurapika’s eyes were that pretty shade of scarlet that only appeared when he was around (Name). All he wanted was to have her near him, and now she was right there with him.

It was all he could ask for, really. Although it was a bit anxiety inducing, he didn’t hate it. He just wished he was inside of her instead.

‘Damn it, stop thinking of that!’

——————

About an hour into the ride, the road got incredibly bumpy. (Name) was trying her best to remain still, but it was getting increasingly harder as the road worsened.

Kurapika gasped out when he felt her hips rose and fall, the feeling of her legs spreading slightly to help her keep balance made his dick twitch.

“Sorry, but…”

(Name) glanced back at him before scooting back a little. She grabbed his arms and wrapped them around her waist, not able to look him in the eye. “Please hold onto me, I don’t wanna bounce too much…”

The blonde’s face turn a dark shade of red as his hands rested on (Name)’s tummy, pulling her closer until his face was buried in his back.

‘Pervert.’ Killua thought before turning back to his movie. ‘If he’s gonna feel up my mom, he could at least tell her how he feels first.’

(Name) sighed in relief when Kurapika’s arm kept her still. She glanced down at his slender, pale fingers gently holding onto her soft tummy, biting her lip.

‘I wish he would touch me… god I bet they would feel great inside m-‘

(Name)’s face burned hot, the girl squirming in her seat when that thought crossed her mind. She tried not to have those thoughts, even if he was extremely attractive and she’d loved him for years, it still felt… dirty. He didn’t like her that way, so she tried her best to keep her sexual feelings at bay.

But it was hard when he was nuzzling against her back, holding her so gently.

“P-please stay still.” Kurapika whimpered out, his hands moving from her tummy to her thighs to keep her still.

“Oh, sorry Pika!”

His breath hitched, accidentally squeezing her thighs a bit too hard to try and keep himself from popping a boner. “P-Pika, owie!”

He blinked, quickly retracting his hands. “Sorry, (Name). I didn’t mean…”

She huffed, grabbing his hands and placing them back on her waist. “It’s okay.”

Kurapika was having the time of his life. (Name), the woman he was crushing on was so close to him he could smell her strawberry scented perfume. Never in his wildest fantasies could he have imagined this scenario, his hands gripping the soft flesh of her tummy while her ass was planted firmly in his lap, pushing against his crotch.

“You… you smell good.”

It’s all he was able to say, his face burning against het back. He was sure she’d be able to feel the heat radiating off of him, at least a little.

“Oh, um… thanks.”

She began to wiggle around in embarrassment before Kurapika’s hands moved to her hips this time, giving them a harsher squeeze. “I said stay still.”

His voice is was stern this time, the feeling of his warm breath against her neck making her shiver. Even when she stops, his hands gripped her hips with such an intensity she was afraid he’ll leave her bruised.

After a few moments, he moved his hands back to her waist so she wouldn’t move again.

And when he had his hands on her body, and her butt in his lap, it was hard to complain about her wiggling around. He would have loved it if circumstances were different.

But for now, Kurapika gently ran soothing circles into her tummy with his thumb to apologize for being so rough with her, unknowingly causing the girl to grow more pent up.

——————

Kurapika almost complained when their car came to a stop at their hotel, wanting to whine about (Name)’s warmth leaving him as Leorio helped her out of the car.

Her legs were a little wobbly from Kurapika’s touching, causing her to lean against Leorio. “Hey, you alright?”

“Y-yeah, just tired.”

Kurapika wasn’t doing much better, the blonde stumbling a bit as he left the car, catching himself before (Name) could see him. He didn’t want her to think it was because she was too heavy, no, he was stumbling because he was so fucking horny.

The group reserved a single hotel room with multiple beds, three in total. It had already been decided that the four boys would pair up and share beds, leaving (Name) in the last bed all to herself.

She’d attempted to tell them it wasn’t fair, but she was the only girl after all, and wasn’t exactly itching to have one of the more rowdy boys share her bed. She shared a bed with Leorio for months, she knew what it was like to sleep next to someone who was fluent in sleep karate.

“Just be glad you won’t be sleeping next to either of those two perverts.” Killua said, pointing to Kurapika and Leorio.

(Name) gasped, pinching her son’s cheek before walking over to Kurapika and giving him a hug. “Hey, don’t say that about Kurapika! He would never perv on me!”

Kurapika was struggling to process anything when she was full on hugging him for the first time since York New, her head leaning against his chest. “Hey, he said that about me too…” Leorio said, pouting.

She cupped Kurapika’s cheek, squeezing gently. “He’s a sweet guy, really. Right Kurapika?”

‘Wow she smells so nice. God I’m so horny.’

She face one last pat to his cheek before turning. “I’m gonna order room service, you two can handle the unpacking, right?”

Kurapika nodded, face red as she gave him that pretty smile. “Thanks boys!”

Gon and Killua followed behind her, the latter looking back at Kurapika and grimacing. ‘Ew.’

Kurapika dropped to his knees when (Name) was out of sight, panting slightly. “Leorio, you’ll have to restrain me, I can’t take it.”

“I don’t think tying you up will help your situation at all. It any even make it worse.” Leorio replied, pulling out (Name)’s suitcase.

“Just to make sure… you didn’t bring her… you know what right?”

Kurapika avoided eye contact.

“Kurapika. You didn’t.”

“Listen.”

“No, no I don’t think I will.”

Kurapika frowned, opening his satchel to reveal the pair of panties. “She… she wouldn’t look in my satchel.”

“You are underestimating her need to be useful.”

The blonde huffed, closing his satchel. “Whatever, let’s just get this all inside.”

(Name) plopped down onto her bed, playing with her hair. ‘He was blushing a lot. Kurapika really is shy around girls.’

“You can have the first shower, (Name). We’ll wait for room service to get here.” Killua said, jumping onto his and Kurapika’s shared bed.

‘That combination is the worst that could have been.’ (Name) thought, thinking back to how they decided who slept with who.

“Okay, okay, if it makes you feel better about getting your own bed, we’ll play rock paper scissors on who sleeps with who.”

“That doesn’t help at all, it’s till unfair because I get a bed to mys-“

“ROCK! PAPER! SCISSORS!”

She opened up her suitcase after Leorio and Kurapika brought it in, glancing at them all before pulling out a pair of panties and hiding them among her pajamas.

“Okay, I’m taking a shower! I’ll be back out in a second. Please…”

She looked back, sighing. “Don’t kill each other.”

She closed the door behind her, sighing as she entered the warm water. The phantom touches of Kurapika’s hands on her hips and waist lingered, making her shiver.

‘Pika…’

She slid her hand down her body, stopping right above her pussy. ‘Should I? I mean…’

She glanced at the door, her face heating up. ‘It’s… it’s just to relieve myself! It’s been a long and hard day.’

——————

Kurapika laid on his bed, head buried in his pillow as he thought about the day. For him, it had been great! He got to chat with his friends, hold (Name) in his lap, and imagine fucking into her-

‘Fuck!’

He groaned into his pillow, causing Killua to glance down at him. “What are you whining about, blondie? Miss your girlfriend?”

Kurapika bolted up face red. “Shut up!”

“Girlfriend? (Name) and Kurapika are dating?” Gon asked, face turning pink.

“No, he’s just crushing on her crazy bad.”

Gon laughed. “Oh really?”

‘Why am I the last one to find out?’ Leorio thought, his face also turning pink. ‘I mean I knew he wanted to fuck her, but… he likes her? Really?’

Kurapika threw a pillow at Killua. “Stop telling people my business Killua!”

“Hey it’s my business too! She’s my mom!”

“Yeah, okay mommas boy.”

“Oh you wish you could call her mommy-“

(Name) stepped out of the bathroom, yawning. “Hmm? What are you two fighting about this time?”

“Nothing.” They answered in unison. Gon and Leorio exchanged a look before getting up.

“Geez room service is taking forever. Let’s go check on it Gon!”

“Good idea Leorio. Hey, Killua, come on!”

Gon pulled the kicking and screaming Killua out of the door, leaving Kurapika and (Name) alone.

She tilted her head, looking to the blonde. “They must be hungry, they were in a big hurry.”

Kurapika glared at the three through the window, Gon and Leorio giving him a thumbs up before retreating.

“Yeah, I’m sure they are.”

The blonde blinked when (Name) plopped down beside him, now in a pair of lounge shorts and a tanktop. “Man I’m hungry too, and tired.”

She laid back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. “Today was… rough.”

He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, cheeks still pink from Killua’s teasing. “How so?”

He winced when her face dropped, her arms immediately moving to cover herself when she saw he was looking at her. “… it’s hard to talk about.”

Kurapika laid back on the bed with her, also looking up at the ceiling. “You don’t have to if it’s too uncomfortable.”

She turned to look at him then, eyes half lidded. “Can I ask you something, Pika?”

He turned too, making eye contact with her big, sad (e/c) eyes. “Yes, of course.”

It took her a bit to find the courage to speak, Kurapika’s heart breaking when her voice came out quiet and strained.

“Do you… do you still think I’m disgusting?”

When his eyes turned red, she flinched, joking her hands in front of her face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-“

He grabbed her hands, gently pulling them closer until they cupped both of his cheeks. Kurapika didn’t say anything, hoping that his actions would be enough. He held her hands over his cheeks, staring at her with those soft red eyes.

His eyes fluttered closed, enjoying her touch as she stood still, not knowing what to do. “Kurapika? Please… I just want an answer.”

“… you’re…”

The door opened, causing him to jump and roll off the bed, hitting his head against the nightstand. “Kurapika!”

“Ah shit I think they were making out or something. Should we come back later?” Killua said, holding a tray of their food.

“Fuck…”

Kurapika pouted as (Name)’s palm hovered over his forehead, healing the gash. “There, it’s healed.”

She leaned forward, pressing her lips against his healed forehead. “And a kiss to make it all better.”

(Name) stood up before she could see his jaw drop open, face going red again. Leorio patted his head before helping him off the floor. “Let’s eat.”

After dinner, (Name) laid in her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Although she didn’t receive an answer like she wanted, she still felt a little better. Kurapika had allowed her to touch and kiss him, something that a person disgusted by another wouldn’t do.

‘I still want a confirmation…’ she thought, turning so she was lying on her side, facing Killua and Kurapika’s bed. The two were already fast asleep, Killua’s foot planted on Kurapika’s back, slowly pushing him off the bed.

‘I knew that would happen.’

(Name) laughed to herself, snuggling into her comforter before following behind them.

————————

(Name) was the first to wake up, stretching with a yawn as the sun beamed in through the window. She could hear the sound of the bed next to her creaking, spotting a head of blonde hair rising.

She held back a giggle, seeing how messy his bed head was. “Good morning, Pika.”

He rubbed his eye, giving her a sleepy smile. “Good morning, (Name). Did you sleep well?”

She nodded, yawning. “Yeah, we’ll enough, you?”

He pushed himself out of his bed, plopping down onto hers. “As good as a man being tormented by the spawn of satan can. So… decently.”

She stood up, slipping on a pair of flip flops before offering him her hand. “Wanna go eat breakfast before the others wake up?”

“That sounds lovely.”

He took her hand, allowing her too pull him up before he laughed. “Wow, didn’t know you were that strong, (Name).”

“I’ve picked you up before! Remember, I carried you in the first phase!”

He blinked as she led him towards the elevator. “I guess you did.”

The two arrived in the hotel lobby, making their plates before sitting down together. They were still on their pajamas, Kurapika only slightly embarrassed.

They are quietly, (Name) leaning her head against his shoulder. It was nice, really, her weight against him and her warmth sinking into his skin. “Still tired?”

She nodded, munching on a mouthful of waffles. He snickered and pushed some of her hair out of her face. “Careful, you’ll get syrup on your hair.”

He was enjoying this innocent moment with her. That was until Killua and Gon came rushing out of the elevator followed by a zombie- wait no that was Leorio.

“Ugh…”

The man sat in front of the two, bags under his eyes. Kurapika felt (Name) leave his shoulder, frowning slightly. “You alright, Leorio?”

He groaned in response, his head in his hands. (Name)’s attention was drawn back to the boys when she heard one of them gasp.

“Ew, this has raisins!”

Gon placed a bagel he took a bite out of back, Killua reaching his hand into the serving plate to grab a handful of scrambled eggs.

“Oh my god.”

(Name) stood up, handing Kurapika her fruit cup. “Finish this for me, sweetheart, I’ll be right back. Try to get Leorio back to working order while I’m gone.”

He chewed on a piece of her fruit before answering. “Get them.”

Five minutes later and the boys were sat at the table eating their breakfast eating quietly. It didn’t take much, just a look with a hand on her hips and they were scrambling to sit down.

Kurapika still had (Name) fork in his mouth, hoping she didn’t notice it. ‘It’s like… an indirect kiss!’ He thought, smiling. If he had a tail, it would definitely be wagging right now.

After everyone got dressed, it was time to leave. Thankfully, (Name) was able to inform the a manager that the bagels and scrambled eggs had been… contaminated before she left.

Leorio unlocked the car and everyone started loading in. (Name) handed out tablets, books, and her phone to the people that wanted them before she slid in, plopping down onto Kurapika’s lap. “Hold onto me, okay?”

He nodded, wrapping his hands around her waist as he tried to ignore how warm she felt against him.

———————

“We’ll only be on the road a few hours until we reach the hot springs, and that’s including stopping for lunch and gas.” Leorio stated, not taking his tired eyes off the road.

Kurapika hadn’t heard a word of it. The road had been incredibly bumpy, and he knew if he broke concentration to talk, he would pop a boner instantly.

“Kurapika?”

A whine nearly left his throat when she tapped on his thigh to get his attention. “Wh-what?”

“Do you want to play I-Spy with us? We’ve been asking you for a few minutes now.”

Kurapika sighed, nodding. “Yeah, sure. It’ll… take my mind off things.”

(Name) smiled. “Okay, I’ll go first. I spy, with my little eye, something… pink!”

“Is it the mom van?”

“Haha, yeah! Your turn Killua!”

Killua’s face shifted into something of pure evil, grinning at Kurapika. The blondes eyes widened, shaking his head rapidly. ‘No, don’t!’ He mouthed, but Killua was having none of it.

“I spy, with my little eye… a huge pervert.”

(Name) gasped, wiggling around. “I know, I know! It’s Leorio!”

“I swear to god I will turn this van around.”

The group laughed, but Killua stayed quiet. “Wrong.”

Kurapika glared daggers at the boy, his face slowly turning red. ‘Please don’t.’ He mouthed, and Killua rolled his eyes.

“It was a billboard.”

(Name) huffed, leaning against Kurapika. “Hey, that’s cheating Killua.”

Kurapika stayed quiet, now very content to bury his face in her shoulder. “Hmmm…”

“Okay, why don’t you go, Gon? Since Killua cheated.”

Killua folded his arms over his chest, looking out the window. ‘Stupid twink better appreciate me after this.’

“Okay okay!! Hmm…”

Gon looked around, his tongue sticking out in concentration. “I spy with my little eye… something red!”

They all looked around the car, pointing out a few things. “Is it (Name)’s mace?”

“No.”

“Is it Leorio’s lighter?”

“Nuh-uh.”

“Oh! Is it Leorio’s underwear!”

“No, and he’s got the white one with hearts on toady.”

“I don’t even want to know why you two know what underwear he’s wearing.”

“He only has two pairs!”

(Name) made a disgusted face. “Leorio, is that true? You only brought two pairs?”

Leorio didn’t answer, keeping his eyes on the road. “Yeah, me and Killua went through his suitcase- wait I’m getting distracted! Do you guys give up yet?”

The three huffed. “Yeah, just tell us already.”

Gon smiled, pointing to Kurapika and (Name). “It’s Kurapika’s face!”

The blonde blinked, (Name) looking back at him. “Oh dear.”

“HOLY- GON!” Killua was bent over laughing, giving him a high-five before he teared up from how hard he was laughing.

Kurapika’s face became even redder, if that was possible. “Are you okay, Pika? Am I too heavy? Are you sick? Do we need to pull over?”

Gon and Killua went quiet. ‘Shit, our joke backfired.’

He shook his head, sending the two a glare. “I’m fine, just turn up the air please.”

“Of course!”

She leaned forward, her butt pressing firmly into his crotch as she turned up the air conditioning. He gasped, staring at her arching back. ‘Fuck… need her…’

He leaned forward and pulled her back until her back was pressed against his chest, burying his face in her shoulder. “Is it… okay if I get comfortable?”

She nodded, face heating from the feeling of his breath on her neck. “Y-yeah, go ahead. I don’t mind.”

His hands moved from her hips to her waist, pulling her in. His chin rested on her shoulder, his cheek gently nuzzling against her neck.

“Is that better?” She asked, feeling the cold air fan against them.

“Much…”

Kurapika wasn’t talking about the air, though.

————————

Kurapika got to enjoy a good hour with (Name) cuddled up in his lap, occasionally brushing his lips against her neck to give her secret kisses, but his time with her came to an end when they pulled up to their first stop.

“Leorio, are you alright?”

They were sat inside, eating some lunch when (Name) noticed Leorio drifting off. “Yeah, I’m…”

He began to doze off again mid sentence, causing (Name) to panic. “You’re in no state to drive. I can take over, it’ll be-“

“But you’re awful at driving long distances mom!” Killua said, shaking Leorio awake.

“Okay, rude, but I’m an adult, I can do it!”

Kurapika raised his hand. “I can drive.”

The entire group grimaced at that. “Hey! I really can!”

“Yeah, you’re physically capable of driving, but…”

Leorio and (Name) remembered Melody telling them about his reckless driving when he caught Uvogin. “You have… road rage.”

“It was a one time thing!”

Leorio began to speak, causing Kurapika to raise his hand. “Okay, it happened a few times, but I promise I can handle it.”

Killua ate a fry. “I would rather Leorio fall asleep at the wheel and crash than ride in a car with you as it’s driver.”

“I feel like that’s not fair.”

“Maybe!”

(Name) rubbed her temple. “Oh stop it you two. Kurapika, so you promise to treat the mom van and it’s passengers with respect?”

“I promise.”

“Even Killua?”

“… do I have to?”

“Yes! He’s our precious cargo!”

“Our?”

“Kurapika Kurta!”

“Fine! Even Killua!”

(Name) smiled, handing over her keys. They had a few pastel, cute keychains dangling from them. “Okay, here you go.”

“I feel like this will end with our deaths. Or just Kurapika’s. Either way there will be a funeral I will not be attending.”

“You would be attending your own funeral Killua, you’d be in your own casket.”

“My point stands. I bet his funeral would be super boring. My funeral will have a mosh pit.”

“It will not! Killua Zoldyck-“

“Sorry mom.”

While they argued, Gon finished both Leorio and his food. “I want my corpse to fly around on a zip line while space jam plays in the background.”

Kurapika snorted. “Oh my god.”

“No, Gon, you can’t do that.”

“Why, because my corpse will scare people?”

“No because space jam is lame.”

“YOU TAKE THAT BACK!”

Gon and Killua fell to the floor, pulling hair and biting. “I’m going to the car.” (Name) said, stepping over them. “You two have five minutes to clean up your act before I come back in with my mace.”

Kurapika and Leorio paid the bill before pulling the two apart. “Come on, if we let you two fight she’ll be mad at us too!” Leorio said, holding the feral Killua as he hissed at Gon.

“Are you sure he’s had his rabies shot? I think he’s foaming at the mouth.”

Leorio and Gon looked at each other. “Well…”

“No. There’s no way.”

“Killua really hates shots.”

“I don’t give a flying fuck! Do you know how many times he’s bitten me? Jesus Christ.” Kurapika dropped Killua, moving towards the door.

“You aren’t special blondie! I’ve bitten everyone here!”

“He has.” Gon said, smiling like he didn’t just say his friend has gnawed on him like a wild dog. “Though, he’s barely bitten (Name). Only like twice!”

Killua blushed. “Well the first one was an accident.”

“And the second one?”

“Revenge.”

Kurapika inhaled, letting out a sigh before walking away. ‘Why she keeps him in her house, I’ll never know. He’s like a ticking time bomb.’

He spotted (Name), who was leaning her forehead against the van. “(Name)? What are you doing?”

“I forgot you had the keys so I just stood here like a dummy…”

He chuckled, unlocking the van. ‘Cute.’

Leorio walked out, grumbling. “He ate all my food…”

The tall man slid into the backseat, barely fitting. “Come on, sunshine. I’m tired so imma be sleeping.”

She laughed, sliding into his lap without hesitation. “Aww, you can use my shoulder as a pillow, Leorio.”

‘… she didn’t hesitate at all, she even seems happy to be sitting in his lap.’

Kurapika sighed, adjusting the seat so he could reach the pedals properly. “Everyone buckled u-“

He looked in the rear view mirror, eyes flashing red when he spotted the two in the backseat. Leorio had her pulled close to him, face buried in her shoulder as she giggled. “Leorio, your stubble is tickling me!”

His eye twitched, pulling his hand away before he cracked the mirror.

“Kurapika, are you alright?”

Gon placed his hand over Kurapika’s, looking concerned. The blonde glanced back at the two, feeling that familiar nasty feeling taking over.

And he could finally give it a name.

Jealousy.

He shook his head, giving Gon a smile. “I’m fine, are the others buckled up?”

He glanced back. “Yeah, they are!”

“Then let’s go.”

Over the next few hours, Kurapika became more and more agitated. Leorio eventually passed out, nuzzling into (Name)’s neck as she slept, occasionally squeezing her.

It was like torture watching Leorio’s hands wander her body, squeezing her soft tummy and thighs. She didn’t seem to mind his touch as much, comfortable with him, unlike she was with Kurapika.

——————

He ended up speeding a little to get to the hot springs faster, pulling into the parking lot as quickly as he could.

“We’re here.” Kurapika said through gritted teeth. He glared at the two through the rear mirror, watching as Leorio woke up slowly.

“Mmm, hey sunshine.”

Kurapika’s eyes turned red when he leaned forward, giving her a quick peck on the cheek, causing her to giggle. “Leorio!”

He hummed, still not completely awake. “Hmm?”

He looked up, seeing Kurapika’s cold stare through the rear view mirror. ‘Oh. Oh shit.’

Kurapika opened his car door and slammed it behind him, waiting outside for (Name)

Leorio quickly helped (Name) out of the car, Kurapika instantly pulling her inside by the hand. “H-hey! What about-“

“We need you to check us in. The rest will grab the bags.”

She felt his grip tighten on her hand slightly. (Name) didn’t question him further, instead focusing on checking in and getting everyone their room cards.

Kurapika kept a hold on her hand, his grip gentler than before. “Sorry, (Name). I’m… I’m just ready to…”

She squeezed his hand, giving him a smile. “I know, driving so long can make you tired. I’m sure the hot springs will ease any tension!”

She bumped her hip against his, causing him to laugh. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

His mood improved greatly just by having her by his side, smiling and laughing with him. Kurapika felt his jealousy fade away to the back of his mind, finding comfort in the fact she chose to walk with him to their rooms, not Leorio.

The tickets Killua won gave everyone their own room that came with towels and robes. Kurapika left (Name)’s side to get settled in his own room, Leorio dropping by a minute later.

“Hey, man. You uh… you doing alright?”

Kurapika closed his empty suitcase and rolled it into the small closet. “I’m fine.”

“You didn’t seem fine earlier. When I kissed her cheek.”

Kurapika’s eye twitched, glancing at him. “I’ve been meaning to ask why you’re so affectionate with her these days. I seem to remember it being the opposite, with her being more affectionate with me.”

“Well.”

Leorio didn’t have to state why that was, Kurapika already knew. The blonde knew he pretty much ruined their bond when he broke her heart in York New.

“Leorio… I’m-“

“Forget it, I understand. You’re feeling some strong feelings and it’s hard to explain. Just remember that I’m your friend, and you don’t have to compete with me.”

Kurapika nodded, sitting down on his bed. “It’s… hard. When I see her interacting with you or others I just feel…”

“Possessive? Angry?”

“A mix of both.”

Leorio sighed. “Yeah, I understand that. You shouldn’t worry though, she does like you after all.”

Kurapika rubbed the back of his neck. “Maybe she did once, but… I’m not sure anymore.”

Leorio didn’t answer. He wanted to be selfish in that moment, if only just a little. Kurapika could figure out she still liked him on his own, by interacting with (Name) and treating her right.

“Well, I’m gonna get ready. Meet you at the hot springs.”

Kurapika watched him leave before picking up a paper on his bed.

Rules for the Hot Springs

1. Please bathe before entering

2. No running or diving

3. Please adhere to the guidelines for each hot spring

“Seems easy enough.”

After a quick shower, Kurapika threw on a pair of pajamas. ‘This is what the people in the lobby were wearing. Should be… sufficient.’

He met Leorio in the hallway, who was wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a tanktop. “Hey princess, you ready for some relaxation.”

“Don’t call me that, and yeah. Where’s (Name)?”

Leorio rolled his eyes. “She wanted to shave her legs. I told her that real men are willing to explore the wilderness and she just closed the door on me.”

“Good on her.” Kurapika said, walking ahead of him.

As they approached the hot springs, they watched Gon and Killua walk into the men’s locker room. “You brought a towel, right?” Kurapika asked, pulling off his shirt.

Leorio rubbed the back of his head. “Shit, no I forgot.”

Kurapika handed him a towel. “Brought an extra for you.”

After undressing and wrapping towels around their waists, the four stepped out.

“… what do those numbers mean?”

Above each separated hot spring were two numbers. The first was 8-19, the second was 20-55 and the third was 55+. Killua jumped into the first one, splashing water on the others. “Hey, jumping is against the rules Killua.”

Killua flipped him off, causing the blonde to scowl. “You’re going to get us kicked out.”

“I won the tickets, I’ll get us kicked out if I want to!”

That had the blonde sighing, Leorio stepping forward. “I’m guessing this means the men’s sauna as are separated by age. It’s probably the same for the women’s.”

Kurapika nodded, but was hesitant. ‘If that’s true, wouldn’t the building have been bigger? The woman’s lockers are right next to ours, where would it lead to?’

He kept that thought to himself, following Leorio. “Hey, these are for people 20 or older, kiddo. Aren’t you trying to follow the rules?”

Kurapika paused, sending the taller man a glare. “That rule is stupid. I’m not getting in with those two, I won’t be able to relax at all.”

Leorio shrugged. “Okay Mr. Rule breaker. Let’s get to relaxing then.”

Leorio dropped his towel, causing Kurapika to shield his eyes. “Give a man a warning, Christ.”

“It’s not like you haven’t seen it before. You and (Name) are well acquainted with my business.”

“Yeah, because you flashed us during the Hunter exam.”

“Flashed is a strong word. I just sleep in the nude, what’s so wrong with that?”

“Everything.”

Kurapika waited for Leorio to turn before he pulled his own towel off, sinking into the water. ‘Ah, (Name) was right. This is nice…’

“I bet if (Name) slept naked you wouldn’t have a problem with that.”

Kurapika stared at him for a moment, narrowing his eyes. “… does she usually sleep naked?”

“Well sometimes in panties and a tshirt but-“

“How do you know that!?”

“Uh, hello, we lived together for several months and slept in the same bed. Eventually comfort overcomes embarrassment.”

Kurapika scowled, leaning against the edge of the hot spring. ‘… I want to wake up next to her in just a tshirt and panties…’

Leorio sighed, stretching out his arms. “Ahh, this is nice. I hope (Name) is enjoying herself too. Wait…”

He grinned at his friend, giving him a mischievous look. “Maybe we should go sneak a peek.”

Kurapika’s face went from confused, to flustered, to pissed off. “Peek? No, that’s-“

“Oh so you two want a peek huh?”

The two yelped, glancing up to see (Name) standing at the edge of the hot spring, wearing only a towel. It only barely covered her, her left thigh and side nearly completely exposed.

“Wait, we weren’t going t-“

“And why are you two in the woman’s hot spring? I expected something like this from Leorio, but not you Kurapika.”

They paused at that, glancing at each other then her. “But… this is the men’s hot spring.” Leorio said, gesturing to the men’s locker room.

“No, the…”

(Name) glanced between the women’s and men’s locker room, seeing they both led to the same place. “Oh. So that means…”

“The hot springs aren’t separated by gender, they’re separated by age.” Kurapika finished, cheeks turning red at the implication.

(Name) frowned, trying to cover herself more. “Stupid towels… too small.”

‘Thank you god for making these towels small.’ Kurapika thought, closing his eyes in prayer.

She sat down at the edge of the hot spring, dipping her legs into the water. “So… what do we do?”

Leorio shrugged. “We enjoy the hot springs. You should-“

She held her towel tighter. “But…”

Kurapika was trying to breathe normally while gazing at her body, eyes roaming her chest down to her thighs. “… we can look away while you get in, if that helps.”

She nodded slowly, playing with the hem of her towel. “Yeah, that would.”

“Hey I didn’t agree to that, I wanna-“

Kurapika grabbed Leorio’s arm and turned him, eyes lingering a second longer as her towel dropped, catching a peek at her breasts and pretty (color) nipples.

‘Fuck!’

He was instantly hard, glad the water wasn’t clear. “Okay, I’m in.”

Even though he couldn’t see much, the knowledge that she was in the water with him, completely naked was enough to have his head spinning. The two turned back, and he could tell even Leorio was flustered by the sight of her.

Her shoulders and top of her breasts were a over water, showing Kurapika the most cleavage he’d ever seen. (Name) sighed, leaning against the edge of the hot spring. “Ahh, this is nice.”

When she noticed then staring, she crossed her arms over her chest and sank into the water. “Hey, my eyes are up here! Don’t have to be so blatant with your staring.”

Leorio laughed, but Kurapika was a stuttering mess. “I-I wasn’t…”

She was gracious enough to drop it, swimming over to sit in between them. “So, should we play a game or something?”

The two were trying not to look down at her cleavage. “Uh, yeah sure. What do you have in mind, (Name)?”

She hummed, tapping a finger against her chin. “Hmm… how about I-spy-“

“That’s more of a car game, sunshine. I have an idea though.” He held up three fingers, grinning at the two. “How about two truths and one lie, spicy edition?”

(Name) blushed, twiddling her fingers. “Does it have to be spicy?”

“We’re three adults naked in a hot spring, that’s the only way to go.” Leorio replied, pinching her cheek. When she raised her hand to smack his away, her breasts rose above the water, giving them both a good eyeful. Kurapika felt his cock twitch, wanting nothing more to get a handful instead of an eyeful.

“Hey, no pinching my cheeks or I’ll be pinching yours!”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, princess.”

Kurapika growled lowly, slowly inching closer to (Name). She glanced at the blonde before sinking into the water, letting out a content moan. “Mmm, that feels really good.”

Now both of the boys were blushing, glancing over her head at each other. “Um… you enjoying yourself sunshine?”

“Mhm… making me feel really good.”

‘Oh fuck.’

Kurapika’s hand grazed over her thigh, causing her face to heat up. He looked down at her, eyes boring into hers as his finger ran down thigh. “Sorry, my bad.”

(Name) shivered. ‘Was that really an accident?’

Leorio watched as Kurapika’s eyes shifted from brown to scarlet. “Ah, it’s game time! I think I’ll go first.”

(Name)’s eyes left Kurapika’s to look at Leorio. “I’ve had a one night stand with a guy, I have a vibrator, and my favorite bar is the one on Main Street.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “I’ll say the first on is the lie.”

“Why do you say that?” Leorio asked, crossing his arms.

“Because you can’t get any women, what man would want you?”

(Name) snickered. “Oh Kurapika… the answer is the last one is a lie.”

“Ding ding ding, correct!”

Leorio patted her head after he said each ding like she was a little bell. “You’d be surprised Kurapika, I’m quite popular with men. You’d faint if you saw my Grindr messages.”

Kurapika blinked. “Uh huh.”

(Name) hummed, looking up at Kurapika. “Ya know, I’ve always been kind of curious, but who are you attracted to Kurapika?”

His face turned red, the blonde becoming a stuttering mess. “Wh-which person I’m attracted… to?”

Leorio cut him off. “She means what gender, bud.”

He sighed. ‘That’s much easier to answer.’

“Well… I guess I’m not sure. I’ve… never really felt attraction to anyone.”

‘Besides (Name)…’

“So you’re ace? Aro?”

He gave her a confused look, Leorio speaking up for him. “No, no he definitely isn’t either of those. Kurapika, you’re at least attracted to women.”

He nodded slowly. “Yes… I am.”

“Sexually?”

The blondes blush returned. “… yes.”

‘Ah, so he does experience sexual attraction.’ (Name) thought, suddenly very interested.

“But… I’m not really attracted to any gender in particular. Whoever I fall in love with I… fall in love with.”

Leorio and (Name) smiled. “Aww, that’s sweet.” (Name) leaned her head against his shoulder, as she began to speak.

“Okay, my turn. Two truths, one lie…”

(Name) tapped her finger against her chin, the blonde smiling. ‘Cute.’

“Okay! First, I’m a virgin.”

Kurapika felt his heart thump against his chest. He hadn’t been expecting her to outright say something so… lewd.

“Second, I have a clit piercing.”

His jaw dropped, Leorio cracking up on the other side of her. “Wh-what?”

She began to giggle two. “And me and Leorio have kissed!”

Suddenly, the two were silent. Kurapika’s eyes were scarlet again, this time directed at Leorio. If looks could kill, Leorio would be six feet under.

“Go ahead Leorio, you answer first.”

The taller man shrunk under Kurapika’s gaze, looking away. “… the clit piercing one is a lie.”

‘That motherfucker!’

(Name) looked to Kurapika, smiling sweetly. “And your answer?”

He was seething, but managed to answer. “You kissing Leorio is a lie!”

“Bzzt!! Wrong! The clit piercing one is a big ol’ lie!!”

Kurapika reached over (Name)’s head to smack the back of Leorio’s. “H-hey!”

(Name) glanced up, but by the time she did, Kurapika was back to leaning against the edge of the hot spring. “Leorio? What, did you want proof?”

Kurapika’s eyes shot open. “Come again?”

She gave them a mischievous smile, rising up until her breasts were barely covered. “Well, I wouldn’t want you two calling me a liar. I could-“

Kurapika pushed her back into the water by her shoulders, looking away. “No, no, that won’t be necessary, we believe you!”

“Speak for yourself, I-“

The sound of Leorio being drowned by Kurapika made (Name) gasp. “Hey, stop that! I don’t wanna get kicked out!”

She separated the two before sighing. “I was just kidding, Kurapika, but…”

She kissed his cheek, smiling. “Thanks for trying to protect me, Pika.”

If she knew how hard he was just by being close to her, would she still feel so comfortable touching and kissing him?

“Okay Kurapika, your turn!”

The blonde was still trying to recover from her kiss, head feeling fuzzy and his cock standing at full attention. “I-I…”

He didn’t want to speak right now, he wanted to be buried inside of her pussy, one hand on her breast and the other rubbing circles into her clit. “I… I’ve crossed dressed before.”

(Name) waited patiently for him to continue. “I’m… inexperienced.”

“That’s code for he’s a virgin.” Leorio piped up, warning a glare from Kurapika.

“And the last one?” (Name) asked, tilting her head.

God she looked so cute, staring up at him with those pretty (e/c) eyes. What he wouldn’t give to reach out and cup her cheek, pulling her into a kiss as he fucked her with his fingers.

“Um… I prefer thinner women.”

This seemed to immediately upset (Name), the girl shrinking into herself. “Oh.”

“Kurapika.” Leorio said, raising an eyebrow. ‘What is he getting at? Is he trying to make her all upset?’

“Go on, (Name). You answer first.” Kurapika said, not looking at her.

“… the virgin one is the lie.”

He calmly turned to Leorio. “And your answer?”

He scowled at the blonde. “The last one was a lie.”

He knew this, considering Kurapika had told him his type when they talked to each other alone, but he didn’t understand why he was saying this now.

“You’re correct.”

(Name) blinked, looking up at Kurapika, who had his arms crossed as he stared into the water.

‘He… doesn’t prefer thinner women? That means…’

She blushed, tilting her head at Kurapika. He was refusing to look at her, his cheeks a dark red. It could be excused by the hot water, but…

(Name) gently pressed her thigh against his, watching him for a reaction. She expected him to push her away, maybe yell, but no.

“Hahh…”

He whimpered, biting his lip and squeezing his eyes shut. (Name) continued her experimentation. “So you’ve cross dressed before?”

He cleared his throat, nodding. “In York New, yes.”

‘Her thigh… her thigh is touching mine…’

He couldn’t take it anymore, his hand traveling down his tummy and to his aching cock. It felt so wrong to jerk off when she was right next to him, completely naked, but it also felt… right.

“Pika?”

His breath hitched, eyes half lidded when he answered her. “Y-yes?”

She leaned forward, tilting her head. “You alright? Your face is all red. If you’re getting overheated you sh-“

He quickly shook his head, Leorio raising his eyebrows. “No, no I’m… I’m fine.”

“You sure? I’ve heard some people get too overheated and get sick after being in the hot springs too long.”

The way she worried about him was cute, but right now he didn’t want to get out. Kurapika wanted to stay next to her while he jerked off, even if he felt dirty doing it.

“Really, I’m fine. Let’s-“

“Ugh, I’m feeling tired.”

Leorio stood up, flashing both of them in the process. “Jesus!”

“What? You’ve seen it before!”

“But you’re-“

Leorio was noticeably hard, (Name) quickly looking away and covering her eyes. “Yeah, yeah, the hot water does things that me.”

“I hate finding out new things about you.” Kurapika said, rubbing his temple.

“Get used to it. If you’re gonna be around more, you’re gonna be learning a lot.”

This made the blonde shiver, his hard on gone within seconds. “Uh huh.”

Leorio pulled a towel around his waist, waving. “You two have fun. Don’t…”

He glanced back at them, looking at Kurapika who narrowed his eyes. “Meh, never mind.”

Their tall friend walked towards the men’s locket room, leaving them alone.

“What do you think he meant by that?” (Name) asked, turning to Kurapika. His face was red again, knowing exactly what Leorio had been hinting at.

“… I don’t try to understand him.”

(Name) laughed, peeking at him. “So, do you want to keep playing, or…”

He looked away, feeling his elf get excited again. “Let’s play something… else.”

She nodded, thinking for a second before grinning. “How about truth or dare?”

“Truth or dare? I haven’t heard of that before.”

(Name) perked up, Kurapika having to push her shoulders down a little when her tits rose above the water. “Whoops, sorry! So, truth or dare is a game where you ask a persons “truth, or dare?”. If they pick truth, they have to answer any question you ask with the truth. If they pick dare, you have to do something they dare you to do.”

Kurapika nodded slowly, humming. “I see. So if I asked you truth or dare and you said truth, you have to answer with the truth?”

“Yes!”

‘Interesting.’

“Why don’t you go first, (Name)? An example would help me understand better.”

(Name) smiled shyly. “Okay, Kurapika. Truth or dare?”

He thought for a second, tapping his nails against the edge of the hot spring. “Hmmm… dare.”

“Oh, really?”

She smirks at him, getting a little closer, inches away from him. “I dare you…”

His face turned red, the anticipation making his heart pound.

“To do a hand stand!”

Kurapika blinked, taking a moment to process her dare before frowning. “No, I’m not doing that.”

“But Kurapika, that’s how you play the game! You can’t give up on the first date!”

She looked up at him with pleading eyes. The blondes lip twitched, unable to say no when she was asking so nicely.

“Fine, but you have to turn away while I-“

“But how am I supposed to know you did it if I look away?”

He groaned. “(Name). If I do a handstand now you’ll see my-“

“I know.”

He blinked at her, in absolute disbelief. “You…”

She laughed, bumping her hip against his. “Come on, I’ll just see your butt. I already told you it’s cute.”

He stuttered, eyes looking everywhere but her. “C-cute? I…”

Kurapika sighs, backing up a little. “Okay, okay. Just stand back.”

She did, giggling as he dove under the water, his lower half rising above the water.

Alas, he wasn’t tall enough for his ass to rise above the water. ‘Aww, I wanted to see his cute butt…’

(Name) waited for a moment for him to resurface, and when he did she felt… worried.

“Ahh… I feel…”

Kurapika fell forward, (Name) rushing to catch him.

“Mmph!”

His face landed in her boobs, the girl yelping. “K-Kurapika!”

She wanted to push him off, but could tell something was off. He was panting, eyes squeezed shut and his face burning up. “Shit, you’re overheating!”

She gently led him to the edge of the hot spring, looking away as she lifted him out. (Name) pretended she didn’t feel something hard graze against her leg as she helped him out, instead focusing on pulling a towel over herself and running to the locker room.

He felt a towel fall into his and a cool rag press into his forehead. “Ahh…”

“Does that feel good, Pika?”

His eyes shot open, the towel rising a little when she leaned forward to offer him a sip of water. “Here, you got too hot. Drink.”

He did so, relaxing as he sipped on the cool water she got him. “Better?”

Kurapika nodded, looking down at his lap and pulling the towel to it covered his chest too. “Yes…”

He felt embarrassed that he’s gotten overheated like that so easily. “Sorry… are we still playing truth or dare?”

(Name) laughed, offering him her hand. “We can pick it up later, I think it’s time for bed.”

He allowed her to pull him to his feet, grateful when she turned away so he could wrap the towel around his waist.

They walked through the woman’s locker room, (Name) allowing him to lean against her as she led him down the hall. ‘Poor guy, he looks exhausted.’

She was about to pass by her room when she paused. “Kurapika?”

He hummed in response, nearly nodding off against her shoulder.

“… why don’t you stay with me tonight? I’m worried about you, you still look like you’re burning up.”

He blinked sleepily at her, not able to think clearly. “Okay… sounds…”

He nearly fell asleep, the girl having to catch him before he fell. “Hey! Ugh…”

(Name) dragged him into her room, sitting him on her bed before pulling out her pajamas and changing in her bathroom. She threw him one of her hoodies and a pair of sweatpants. “Put this on, I’ll be right back, okay?”

She left to get a wet rag, coming back. “Oh, Pika…”

He was cuddled up in her bed, panting as sweat beaded down his forehead. She walked over to sit next to him, placing the rag on his forward before climbing in next to him.

“Goodnight, Pika.”

(Name) gave him a kiss on the cheek before cuddling into his chest, feeling his arms wrap around her before she fell asleep.

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Fixer Upper

Part 28

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

Part 27

part 29

⚠️warning⚠️: Readers suicide note from the Hunter Exam is mentioned

Kurapika woke up when (Name) began to stir underneath him. He shifted slightly to look up at her, feeling more sober, but not completely down from his high yet. “Angel?”

She smiled sleepily, giving his forehead a kiss. “Hey Pika, did you sleep well?”

He nodded, leaning his cheek against her breast. “Yeah… I alway sleep the best when it’s with you.”

That flustered (Name), turning her shy. She looked away, cheeks warm. “I-I’m glad. Sorry I woke you up, but Leorio and I are about to go shopping,”

Kurapika stared at her for a moment, blinking slowly. “Shopping? It’s nearly midnight.”

(Name) laughed, moving out from under him to pull on her shoes. “They have big deals at midnight on Fridays. It’s the perfect opportunity to do Christmas shopping!”

Kurapika perked up at that, looking at her with soft eyes. “Christmas shopping? Mmm…”

The blonde stood up, stumbling slightly as he began to walk towards his coat. “I’ll go… with you. I’ve gotta shop too…”

He wanted to get (Name) something nice for Christmas. ‘Mmm… maybe a necklace…’

“Um… Kurapika, is that good idea?”

Leorio stood behind him, watching the blonde stumble around as he got ready. “Look at the little guy, he can barely stand up straight.”

(Name) sighed and held onto Kurapika’s hand. “Pika, maybe you should stay home. What if-“

He whined, surprising (Name). “No, no I wanna go with you…”

His hand reached out to tug at her sleeve, and he leaned his full weight against her. “Don’t leave me…”

She held him, looking to Leorio for help, but the tall man shrugged. “Your boyfriend, your problem.”

“He’s not my- Leorio is you don’t get over here I swear to GOD-“

Leorio scurried over to help support Kurapika. “I was just kidding! Haha…”

——————

(Name) and Kurapika rode in the back of the car, the blonde peppering kisses on her neck and cheek as he cling to her. “Mmm… so happy…”

She tried to keep her breathing steady, but his wandering hands were making that hard on her. “Pika, pika please.”

She gently pushed his hands to her waist, lightly scolding him. “Keep them here, okay?”

He pouted but listened, nibbling on her neck in defiance. Leorio watched this from his rearview mirror, frowning. “I don’t know how you agreed to this, (Name).”

She pouted, gently squishing Kurapika’s cheeks. “How could I say no to this face?”

Kurapika seemed completely content to be held and squeezed, nuzzling his cheek against her palm happily.

“I could, easily even.”

“Leorio!”

“Sorry.”

They three arrived at the mall, Kurapika clinging to (Name), his cheek squished agaisnt hers. “Soft… mmm…”

She yelped when he gently bit her chubby cheek, nibbling lightly. Kurapika had thought about doing this exactly things multiple times, but never had the courage. Now his inhibitions were gone, and he wasn’t holding back his affection for her.

“L-Leorio, help!”

The taller man rushed over, pulling Kurapika away. (Name) wiped at her now wet cheek, huffing slightly, but stopped when Kurapika spoke up.

“N-no… (Name) please… don’t leave me…”

She paused, watching as tears fell down his pink cheeks. This wasn’t an act, the blonde was genuinely desperate for her care and affection, and she couldn’t just sit by and watch him cry.

“Shh, Pika, it’s alright.”

She cupped his cheek and wiped away his tears with her thumb. “There’s no need to cry, I’m not going anywhere. You just can’t bite me, okay?”

He nodded, his lip quivering as Leorio let him go. He was back in her arms in seconds, his cheek nuzzled into her neck. The taller man rolled his eyes. “You’re too soft, (Name).”

“Maybe…”

She pulled Leorio in too, making him stutter and blush. “But I’m soft for you too, so no complaining.”

The three made their way into the packed mall, (Name) keeping a hand on Kurapika’s at all times. He seemed to not mind this one bit, he even tried his best to stay as close as possible to her.

“Okay, we’re going to be splitting up. I need to buy Christmas presents for both of you, so Leorio…”

She handed Kurapika to the taller man, smiling. “You’re on Kurapika duty.”

Leorio pouted, holding onto Kurapika’s hand like one would hold a dog’s leash.

Before the blonde could whine, (Name) kissed his cheek, cooing softly. “Shh, be good for Leorio and I’ll give you some peach cobbler when we get home.”

He nodded, his face flushed and eyes half lidded as he watched her walk away. “Mmph… I love her…”

“I know bud, let’s get moving before we get trampled.”

————————

“So, what are you here for, Kurapika?”

The two were standing near a random kiosk as they talked. Kurapika took a moment to answer, blinking slowly. “Wanna get something for (Name)…”

Leorio nodded, turning to look at the kiosk. “Yeah, that’s what I’m here for too. We should stick together so we don’t end up getting her the same th-“

He turned to grab Kurapika’s hand and lead him to a nearby Sanrio store, but the blonde had already disappeared with the crowd.

“(Name) is going to kill me.”

Kurapika walked in a daze, occasionally glancing up to look at signs. He wanted to get (Name) something special, but his mind felt fuzzy and he was having trouble remembering the ideas he had for her gift.

Over the past few months, his love for her had grown from a schoolboy crush to an adoring love that he had trouble keeping under control. Kurapika hadn’t yet asked her out, so he wanted to get something she could enjoy even if she rejected him.

But right now, Kurapika wasn’t thinking of that. The only thing on his mind was getting her something special, and whether it was romantic or not didn’t matter.

The blonde spotted the jewelry store, and his eyes lit up.

‘Perfect, that’s where I’ll get her gift.’

———————

(Name) sighed softly, peeking into the bag she held in her arms. She had just bought Leorio’s gift, and was moving towards the nearest Claire’s to start shopping for Alluka.

‘Alluka likes makeup and fashion, but Nanika prefers Pokémon and My Little Pony…’ she thought to herself as she began shopping, placing hair berets and jewelry into the basket she carried.

Killua and Alluka usually got a few different gifts on Christmas, some from “Santa” and some from her and the other adults. Alluka and Nanika stil believed in Santa, while Killua didn’t. He still liked the tradition though, and played along for his little sister’s sake.

As (Name) went to pick up a bat themed hair clip, she felt someone else’s hand brush against hers.

“(Name).”

Her hand was grabbed, the woman looking up to see none other than Illumi standing before her. His long black hair was pulled back into a braid while he wore a casual pair of slacks and a purple turtleneck.

“Illumi? Strange seeing you here, what do you want?”

(Name) wasn’t dumb, she knew if Illumi was there he was there for a reason. The dark haired man smiled, his grip tightening on her hand. “You weren’t answering your phone, so I tracked you.”

She blinked, reaching for her phone. “Ah, it’s dead. I didn’t even notice, sor- wait did you say you tracked me!?”

He nodded nonchalantly, as if tracking her down was the most normal thing in the world. “Yes, I needed to inform you that I was in town and that we will be having our date tomorrow at 6 pm sharp.”

“And I had to know this immediately? You didn’t have to track me-“

“I did. I assume you already know this, but your power makes you quite the target for kidnapping. You being dangerous isn’t the only reason the Hunter Association is keeping an eye on you.”

(Name) puffed out her chubby cheeks in a pout, staring up at the tall man. “Yeah, yeah, lower your voice. I don’t like others knowing-“

“Others? You mean that blonde boy?”

Her face heated up instantly, and she huffed. “His name is Kurapika, and yes I’d rather he not know about… all of that.”

Illumi raised an eyebrow in amusement. “I hate to break it to you, but he knows you’re under surveillance. He just doesn’t know why… completely.”

(Name) paused, her aura flaring up as she looked hip, her eyes darkening. “Illumi, don’t play with me. How much does he know?”

Before she could even finish her sentence, the man had jumped back 15 feet to get out of her Ben’s radius. “Don’t kill the messenger, (Name). He only knows that something happened during the Chimera Ant incident, and that it had something to do with your abilities being dangerous.”

She let out a relieved sigh, her aura relaxing. “Fuck, Illumi, lead with that next time, I nearly turned you into a pile of ash.”

Illumi laughed, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “No, you wouldn’t have. You don’t have it in you to kill me. I can tell.”

He used two of his long slender fingers to pinch her cheek. “You’ve killed once, sure, but don’t get ahead of yourself. You’re still too soft, killing that man destroyed you, didn’t it?”

She pushed his hand away, scowling. “Shut up, you’re really testing your luck, Illumi.”

“Ah, ah, ah, you shouldn’t be so rude to someone that helped you. Perhaps I’ll tell the blonde boy what really happened-“

She grabbed his hand and squeezed it, staring up at him. “Illumi.”

He went quiet, looking down at her in mild amusement. She was being completely serious this time, and he knew to go any further may end up pushing his luck. Illumi pulled his hand away and shook it lightly. “Oh, truly you’re no fun. Hisoka would have found that hilarious.”

“It’s hard to tell when you’re joking when your face is always completely neutral, Illumi.”

He shrugged, his big, dark eyes staring down at her. (Name) crossed her arms, looking up at him. “Back on topic, where will our date be?”

“It’ll be at that new restaurant uptown.”

She blinked at him, quiet for a moment. “Illumi, I won’t be able to afford th-“

“Is it not normal for the man to pay for the date? Don’t worry, you won’t owe me anything for it.”

Illumi raised his hand and placed it on her head, rubbing his palm against her hair. It was an awkward attempt at some sort of affection, leaving (Name) confused and with messy hair. “See you then, (Name).”

And with that, he was gone. She tried her best to smooth out her hair when she heard someone running towards her. Wait no, there were two people sprinting her way!

“(Name)!”

Kurapika and Leorio panted softly as they reached her, both bent over to catch their breath.

“Your… aura… spiked,” Kurapika was able to get out, his cheeks red. Leorio nodded and waved his hand in acknowledgment of Kurapika’s statement.

“It’s… nothing. Just saw something scary.”

“Scary? Are you alright?”

Leorio and Kurapika were on her in seconds, the former checking her for injuries while the latter held onto her hand in a comforting manner. “Oh my god, I’m fine!”

She laughed, pushing them both away, but inside she felt… fuzzy. Them running to supposedly rescue or help get made her feel safe and protected. (Name) grew up fending for herself, so it was nice to taken care of sometimes and have someone worry over her.

Kurapika blushed slightly when she laughed, his heart doing flips in his chest at the way her eyes crinkled and her cheeks warmed up. She was happy, truly and genuinely happy, and that made him happy.

“(Name)… you’re so pretty.”

To Kurapika, this was an absolute truth. (Name) was beauty itself, the moon that shined in the dark and guided his way. The woman’s face heated up, her eyes going wide with surprise.

“Pretty?”

Kurapika hummed softly, reaching out to cup her cheek. “Mmm… no, not pretty. Beautiful, gorgeous, radiant…”

He planted a kiss on her forehead, his lips lingering for a moment before he pulled away. “Just… perfect.”

They shared a soft look with one another, Kurapika about to lean in for another kiss when Leorio pulled him back by the collar. “Alright lover boy, we have an appointment to keep.”

Kurapika struggled against Leorio’s hold, still a bit weak from inebriation. “Appointment? What are you talking about?”

“I made one while you were lost.”

“Lost? You lost Kurapika!?”

Leorio paused, glancing at (Name)’s angry expression before sprinting away. “Sorry (Name), gotta go or well be late!”

Kurapika stumbled as he ran, being dragged by Leorio. “Hey, slow down, your freakishly long legs are going to make me fall!”

Leorio stopped in front of a store, one that sold customized suits. Kurapika took a moment to catch his breath before speaking. “A tailor? Why the hell do we have an appointment with a tailor?”

The taller man rolled his eyes. “Your last suit is ripped and covered in blood. I got an appointment for myself, but I figured you would need one too.”

Kurapika, still coming off of his high stared at Leorio for a moment, connecting the dots. “Ah… that’s right.”

“And you didn’t hear it from me, but (Name) loves a well dressed man.”

Kurapika’s shoulders straightened, and he booked it into the department, nearly stumbling and losing his balance. “Well come on, it’s rude to miss an appointment!”

————————

(Name) sat in the food court, several bags by her feet as she sleepily munched on a cheap burger. She finally got her shopping done, ans with a quick glance at her watch, she realized it was nearly 3 am.

She rubbed her tired eyes, glancing around. ‘Where are they? It’s been an hour since I last saw them…’

The employees could be seen putting up cheap Christmas decorations as the mall became less crowded. (Name) looked between the Christmas tree and the lights being hung up as she got lost in thought.

‘This will be my first Christmas with Kurapika…’

That thought warmed her cheeks and heart, along with the knowledge that he planned on asking her out soon. Killua would never lie or play a trick was cruel as that on her or Gon, so she was going to keep waiting patiently for him. Even the smallest chance of him liking her made her nearly combust.

He had always been so alluring, with his pretty eyes and kind smile. There had been bumps in the road with him, yeah, but (Name) was sure he had changed!

At least, she really hoped he had. For both of their sakes.

There was, however, a nagging fear in the back of her mind telling her that he would abandon her all over again for a chance to kill the phantom troupe or gather a pair of the scarlet eyes. She figured that no, he wouldn’t do that after choosing to save her over collecting the eyes.

Right? He slipped up and hurt her feelings at times, but he wouldn’t do that again…

Her mind drifted back to the painful fact that Kurapika still hadn’t apologized for his actions in York New, or even attempted to explain WHY he said such things to her. It’s still confused and hurt her. Did he like her, if he couldn’t apologize for something so awful? Sure he’d given her apologies for his small fuck ups since he came back, but he hadn’t done it for the one that caused their separation in the first place.

It was almost like he was holding onto that apology, in case he needed to leave again. That thought hurt (Name) the most, knowing he might be keeping her at arms length, that me might even be using her hurt for his own gain. Would he apologize for that incident to butter her up after he messed up again?

She shook her head. No, (Name) didn’t want to think of Kurapika in that light. He was trying to better, wasn’t that enough?

But she knew it really wasn’t. Kurapika had issues, everyone did, but he used his anger and hate to fuel him. When your life is based on anger and hate, it’s hard to love. Kurapika wasn’t good for her at the end of the day. He was on a path of destruction that no one should follow, unless they wanted to get burned.

(Name) knew this, but despite it all she couldn’t bring herself to let him go. She couldn’t, she wouldn’t. He was everything to her, the reason she stayed alive when she was barely hanging on.

She wanted to believe he would get better, that if she kept by his side he would change for her.

That’s all she could do, was believe in him and his ability to change for the better. Was this healthy? No, but when Kurapika was near, (Name) felt whole, complete. Being apart from him had nearly killed her, though sometimes he wondered if he felt the same. Was she just a desperate, clingy girl to him? Someone he could easily take advantage of because of her soft heart and trusting nature?

‘No! No… stop it, you can’t think like that. Kurapika isn’t that type of guy, he… he wouldn’t. He would never take advantage of me.’

She sighed softly, placing her half eaten burger on the small tray in front of her. After a good sip of her soda, (Name) nearly screamed when she felt someone hug her from behind.

It was just Leorio, the man hugging her while also grabbing the remains of her burger and taking a big bite. “Hey, sunshine. Hope you didn’t have to wait too long.”

She pouted a little as he finished off her burger. “It wasn’t too long, I just finished shopping myself.”

Leorio nodded, stealing a fry before standing back up. “Got a new suit, what do you think?”

She turned hummed in acknowledgment, looking him up and down. “Looking sharp as always, Leorio. Navy blue is certainly your color.”

Leorio blushed, giving her a flustered smile as someone cleared their throat behind him.

(Name) looked past Leorio to see Kurapika standing there in a suit tailored to his specific tastes and shape. His hair was combed neatly, falling past his shoulders as his cheeks turned a soft pink color under her gaze.

“Oh wow, aren’t you handsome? Mmm…”

She walked forward and ran her hand over the fabric of his suit, humming softly. “It’s nice, and it suits you well… you needed a new one, didn’t you? This is perfect.”

He struggled to speak for a second as her hands roamed his chest and shoulders, the blonde’s cheeks turning from pink to red. “Uh thanks. Thank you.”

She smiled and pulled her hands away, causing the blonde to involuntarily huff. ‘Wait, what was that?’

He blushed, feeling like a spoiled child with the way his body reacted to her retreating warmth. His high was nearly gone, so he was a bit more conscious of his actions and the way they made him look.

“Oh, you still need me.”

She seemed to assume he was still being clingy due to his inebriation, so (Name) held him close to her, smiling as her arm locked with his.

‘Oh… this is nice…’

Maybe he could be clingy for a little longer, until the fog fully cleared from his head. She didn’t seem to mind after all, and having her close to him was all he really wanted.

———————

They got home at nearly 4 am, and the three slept in while Alluka and Killua left to play by the creek. At around 1 pm, (Name) got up to start preparing for her date with Illumi.

First she would have to cook an early dinner and put the food away so they could eat while she was gone. Then, she walked upstairs to figure out what she would wear.

She didn’t care too much about the date, she wasn’t interested in Illumi in the least, but she also didn’t want to have to redo the date if she didn’t adhere to his tastes enough. (Name) was still trying to figure out WHY he wanted a date with her.

Her eyes stopped on a certain dress a friend bought her, and she paused. ‘Well… this is the most elegant dress I own…’

She put it on, then set about doing her hair and makeup, finally finishing up by 4:30 pm. She placed her heels on then walked downstairs, lifting the long fabric of her dress so she wouldn’t trip.

Kurapika and Leorio were sitting in the living room, the blonde going over a map of something while the taller man listened intently. They looked up when she was walked past. Kurapika’s jaw fell open, and he stumbled out of his chair and towards her.

Before he could get a word in, she opened her purse and reapplied her lipstick as she stared into her compact mirror. “Dinner is in the fridge, I shouldn’t be out too late. Make sure the kids don’t get into any trouble, bye!”

She gave him a smile before leaving, her swaying hips making him babble incoherently as she closed the door behind her.

She left before he could ask a single question. Where was she going? Why was she so dressed up? Was she going on a date, and if it was, could he reasonably take the person she was meeting in a fight?

Leorio watched as Kurapika tugged on his coat and put on his shoes. “Uh, what are you doing?”

“I’m… following her. To make sure she’s okay.”

“To make sure she’s not going on a date, you mean?”

The blondes eyebrow twitched, and Leorio sighed. “You know, if you had asked her out weeks ago this wouldn’t be happening. She’s gorgeous, and a full grown woman. She can do whatever she wants.”

But even as Leorio said this, Kurapika could sense jealousy in his voice. “You don’t like this either, Leorio. I… won’t do anything stupid, and I’ll keep you informed.”

Leorio stayed quiet for a moment before sighing. “Alright, but if you get caught, I had nothing to do with this.”

Kurapika left without another word, using his phone to track her location. She offered to do this so he wouldn’t worry so much when they were on missions together, and now he was using her kindness to his own advantage.

As he ran along the sidewalk, he wondered if what he was doing was right. Even if she was going on a date, was that really any of his business? They weren’t dating, and he hadn’t exactly been the kindest to get over the years. Maybe the man she was meeting would treat her better than he ever could, and that thought made him pause outside the restaurant.

“Hey, blondie! Get over here!”

Kurapika nearly yelped when he was pulled into a bush, his mouth being covered by a clawed, pale hand. “Oh, don’t tell me you’re my brother’s date, I thought you liked mom!”

“Killua?”

His voice was muffled by the white haired boys hand, but with a turn of his head Kurapika’s guess was confirmed. “Yeah, it’s me. Why are you here?”

“Why are you here? I thought you were playing with Alluka in the backyard!”

Killua huffed, rolling his eyes. “I was, until I got told by Milluki that Illumi had a date near me. I came to spy and maybe mess with him a bit. It makes up a little for him trying to brainwash me or whatever.”

Kurapika ignored the last part, instead latching onto the knowledge that Illumi was here, on a date. The realization of what may be reality was dawning on him, making the blonde’s head swim.

“I’m… I’m here because (Name)’s location said she was here. She left the house all dressed up…”

Killua stared at Kurapika for a moment, putting all the puzzle pieces together. “You don’t think…”

They both shivered, peeking out of the bush when they sensed (Name)’s aura. Thankfully the two had thought to use Zetsu before they arrived to hide their own auras.

They peeked out of the bush just in time to see (Name) stepping out of her car, a tall man holding her hand to help her out. “You look divine, (Name).”

The two stared wide eyed as Illumi Zoldyck kissed her hand, the man wearing a lavish suit. Kurapika felt his blood pressure rise, his fists clenching as he tried to control his anger.

“Thanks… you look nice too.”

Kurapika wasn’t able to tell that (Name) looked visually uncomfortable with Illumi’s touch, he was too blinded by seething hatred and jealousy. Illumi was touching her, his angel, and he wouldn’t stand for it.

“Listen man, I’m just as freaked out by this as you, but you’ve gotta cool down.”

Killua pulled him back before he could jump out of the bush and strangle Illumi to death. “Just be patient, let’s follow them in.”

The two waited for a few minutes after (Name) and Illumi walked into the restaurant before they followed behind.

“Okay, follow my lead. Just don’t act… like yourself.”

Kurapika rolled his eyes, smoothing out his tabard as they stood up. “I know how to act in scenarios like this, I work as a bodyguard for the upper class. I’ve been to restaurants like these a thousand times.”

“Oh really? And how many of those situations included (Name)?”

Kurapika went quiet, giving the white haired boy an annoyed glare. “… that’s besides the point.”

“I actually think that’s the entire point, if we’re being honest. Why else would you be here?”

“You just love pissing me off don’t you?”

“Your reactions are pretty funny.”

Kurapika decided to ignore him, remembering (Name)’s advice. Killua was provoking him, he had to remember that when speaking to him. “Let’s get this over with.”

The restaurant had cool, unnatural lighting that left one feeling uneasy and exposed. Although it was chilly outside, there seemed to be no relief from the cold weather inside. If Kurapika had to guess, he’d assume it was below 60°F.

If you wanted a comfortable place to eat, this was not the place. You would find more comfort eating on the ground of a public gas station bathroom. Despite the high quality furniture and food, Kurapika would have much preferred having dinner at home with (Name) and his friends.

The two spotted (Name) and Illumi sitting at a candlelight table a few feet away. Illumi seemed to stare at her without blinking as (Name) tried to look everywhere but at the man across from her.

“What are they even doing here? I’ll be honest Kurapika, you’re pretty low on the list of people I want mom to end up with, but you’re higher than Illumi, that’s for damn sure.”

“… how much higher?”

Killua didn’t answer that one, instead ducking behind a fake potted plant. “They’re ordering their food.”

(Name) glanced from the menu to Illumi, trying to order her food without stuttering. He stared at her with a blank face, his big and dark eyes almost staring into her soul. It made her nervous to be observed like an object under a microscope.

“I’ll um… have the salmon platter, with broccoli and corn as a side,” she said softly before handing her menu back to the waiter.

“I’ll have the same.”

(Name) blinked as Illumi did the same as her, before folding his hands in his lap neatly. He went back to staring at her afterwards, but (Name) had enough of that.

“So… how have you been lately?”

Illumi thought for a moment before responding. “I recently completed a job where I had to kill 30 people within a four day time limit.”

He said this as if it was a completely normal topic of conversation. Illumi was an assassin, yeah, but so was Killua, but he could at least read the mood.

“That’s… impressive.”

It hurt Kurapika just a little to see her in the dress he bought her while she was on a date with another man. It was a gift and she could use it however she wanted, but it still made his heart ache. “Why do you think she would ever go on a date with him? He’s a total creep.”

Killua sighed. “I’m not sure, but judging from her uncomfortable expression I don’t think she’s here for fun.”

(Name) sipped on her wine quietly, attempting to find at least one thing to talk about. She looked around the restaurant and scanned Illumi, before her eyes stopped on his neck.

A high quality, knitted scarf hung around his neck, a dark purple in color. It was the only pop of color in his entire outfit, and something (Name) could latch into.

“Oh, Illumi, that scarf is so nice, where did you get it from?”

She then cursed herself. ‘Damn it (Name), it’s probably from some luxury brand you’ve never heard of, you’re just going to see like an idiot.’

“I made it myself.”

Silence.

It was her turn to stare into his face unabashedly, her eyebrow raised and head tilted. “You… made it? You know how to knit?”

Illumi summoned his needles, making the girl flinch. “Would you like a demonstration?”

———————

Kurapika and Killua sat at a table a good 10 feet away from the two, using menus to cover their faces. Thankfully, by the time they got close enough to listen in on their conversation, (Name) had become focused on Illumi and his handiwork.

“Oh wow, Illumi! You just knitted an entire sweater in 2 minutes, that’s incredible!”

Kurapika nearly barfed whne he could see the faintest tint of pink appear on Illumi’s face from (Name)’s genuine compliment. “… oh… thank you, (Name). It’s something to keep me busy when I’m between jobs. I picked it up when I was 13 after getting kidnapped for ransom money.”

“Ah.”

(Name) sighed, and quickly tried to push past that. “Well I’m glad you picked it up, you’re really talented! Honestly, I bet you could sell your creations first good money-“

“I do.”

“Oh.”

(Name) played with her food. The topic of his scarf was starting to run dry, he was giving short answers again. What else could she possibly talk about though?

That’s when Illumi made his move. “So… how is Killua?”

Killua noticed (Name) stiffen at Illumi’s question. She was immediately on guard, and would be able to detect any malicious intent. “… he’s fine.”

“And Alluka?”

“She’s doing well.”

Illumi folded his hands under his chin, his eyes softening ever so slightly. “I see. That’s… good. It’s nearly Christmas time, I know buying presents for them and keeping them clothed and fed can’t be easy. Mother hates that her children prefer staying with you, and she’s barely kept from killing you herself by the fact that if she did, she would incur Kilua’s wrath. He made it very clear to us that you are not to be touched.”

(Name) nodded slowly, Killua doing his best to keep his anger under control. ‘He’s talking too much, he needs to shut his mouth.’

“Well, perhaps she should think about why Killua and Alluka prefer staying with me. They feel safer and cared for in my home. I don’t like separating families, but I also don’t like children being… mistreated.”

Illumi stayed quiet, as if thinking this over. (Name) wasn’t going to hold back her thoughts on their parenting methods, not one bit. Killua and Alluka were both deeply traumatized individuals, and a lot of that trauma stemmed from the way they were brought up.

“They… really do seem to care for you. That much is obvious with a simple look at their aura when you’re around. I’ve… never seen Killua as relaxed as that. He’s… changing.”

(Name) nodded. “Yeah he is, he goes to therapy every Tuesday and does his best to improve himself because he cares about me and his friends. He doesn’t want to be an assassin, and even if he did I would support whatever choice he makes. He doesn’t have a set path to follow in my house, he can be whoever he wants to be, and that in and of itself is freeing.”

Kurapika noticed Killua’s grasp on his menu tightening, and behind it the boy was tearing up. He already knew all of this in his heart, but to hear (Name) state how much she cared for him made Killua want to sob.

The blonde wasn’t completely sure what to do, but he reached out a hand to hold onto Killua’s, squeezing gently. It’s something (Name) had done to comfort Kurapika several times before, and when Killua began to relax, he sighed with relief knowing it worked.

As (Name) and Illumi finished their dessert, (Name) wiped her face before smiling politely. “Thank you for taking me out, I really appreciate it, and surprisingly this was pretty nice.”

Illumi nodded, but when she stood up to leave he grabbed her hand. “Wait, (Name).”

She turned back to look at him, only to see his face quickly approaching hers.

Time slowed down for the restaurant. As Illumi’s lips inched ever closer to (Name)’s, a certain blonde had enough, throwing down his menu and sprinting towards the table. Killua follows suit, attempting to stop Illumi and Kurapika from getting into a fight.

Before anything could happen, (Name) placed her palm over Illumi’s lips, stopping him from kissing her. The man tilted his head and stared at her questioningly.

“Sorry, Illumi… but there’s only one person I want to kiss.”

She glanced at Kurapika, who stood right in front of their table, his eyes wide with both shock and relief. “It looks like my escort home is here. Bye, Illumi. See you later!”

She gave Illumi a genuine smile, getting a slight upturn of his lips in return. Kurapika stared menacingly at Illumi as he helped (Name) up, puffing out his chest and keeping a hand on her hip the entire time, claiming her as his.

As they walked out of the restaurant, (Name) reached into the bush outside and pulled Killua out by the arm, before grabbing Kurapika’s hand. “Can you two explain why you were spying on my date?”

“W-well I came here because I heard my brother was on a date and I wanted to ruin it, but I didn’t when I saw it was you.”

That sounded plausible enough to (Name). “And you, Pika?”

He stayed quiet for a moment, his heart thumping against his chest. This was it, if he was going to confess to her this would be the perfect chance to.

“I… um…”

His cheeks began turning pink as he tried to get the words out. “(Name)…”

Kurapika cleared his throat and took her hand, his face turning red. “I like you… and… I want to go on a date with you!”

(Name) felt her entire body heat up as her heart raced. She was beyond flustered, feeling her heart thump against her chest wildly. She felt so happy, the man she was in love with liked her, and wanted to take her out! “You… you like me?”

He nodded rapidly, squeezing her hand. “Y-yes! I do!”

“… and that’s why you crashed my date?”

Kurapika’s blush intensified as (Name) gave him a cheeky smile. “… no, I… I crashed your date because… because I couldn’t stand you… seeing someone else. It made me…”

“Jealous? Angry? Seethe with rage and contempt?” Killua offered. Kurapika sent him a look before nodding.

“Yes… I was jealous.”

If him confessing to her wasn’t enough, the fact that he cared about her enough to be jealous over her made (Name) swoon. She looked away shyly, nodding her head and playing with her hair.

“W-well… I would love to go on a date with you, Kurapika.”

This nearly gave Kurapika a heart attack, and he was so close to melting from happiness. He had done it, he asked her out and she said yes! What more could he-

“But… I have one condition.”

Kurapika paused, then moved closer to her, cupping her cheek in his hand. “I’ll do anything, (Name).”

She smiled, leaning into his touch. “I… want to bring Leorio and Killua along.”

Kurapika froze, his hand squished against her cheek as he processed that information. “You… want to bring them on our date?”

Even Killua was a bit surprised by this. “Mom, no offense, but I don’t want to be around when you two get all mushy.”

“Well… it’s not going to be a date exactly. We’ll be going out together, but…”

(Name) looked down, interlocking her fingers with Kurapika’s. “I’d feel… more comfortable if Leorio and Killua were there with me. I… haven’t been alone with you a lot, Pika.”

Did she not trust him still? That nearly broke Kurapika’s heart, to know she might still fear he may hurt her if they were left alone together, but… the last time he was with her alone, it ended with her in the hospital.

“I… I understand. As long… as I get some alone time with you.”

She nodded and squeezed his hand again. “Thank you for being so understanding. I… I do like you, Kurapika, and I want to have a nice date. It’s just…”

She trailed off, looking at the ground. Kurapika pulled her close to him, kissing the top of her head. “You don’t have to explain yourself. I’ll make this outing the best thing possible, you’re going to love it!”

(Name) nodded, her cheeks warming up. “I’ll count on it.”

———————

In one of the early weeks of December, Kurapika, Leorio, Killua, and (Name) journeyed out into the winter weather. (Name) and Kurapika walked next to each other, looking away from one another shyly as Killua and Leorio trailed behind him.

“So where is this date taking place exactly?” Leorio asked. Kurapika huffed, crossing his arms.

“It’s a surprise.”

(Name) giggled. She had been in an amazing mood the past few weeks, waiting as patiently as possible for their date to come. Kurapika had to leave soon after her date with Illumi for a mission, but when he got back, he had their own date planned out and ready for the next day. “I happen to love surprises.”

“I know, angel.”

She blushed at the nickname, and with a shy look, she reached out to take his hand. This was a pleasant surprise to the blonde. He made sure to hold her hand gently, rubbing his thumb over her knuckles.

Leorio and Killua grimaced at the displays of affection between the two. ‘Gross.’

Kurapika was still struggling to accept the long term consequences of his decision to be with her, but right now he was happy. Her hand was in his, she was smiling, and he loved her. Couldn’t that be enough?

He covered her eyes before they reached the spot for their date. “Hehe, Pika! You really want to surprise me, don’t you?”

“Yes, anything for my angel.”

She felt her heart beat faster again. He was treating her like a princess, she felt so special. (Name) had a lot of interests, and she was so excited to see what he planned for her.

“Okay, you can look now.”

He pulled his hands away, revealing an ice skating rink. The woman blinked, glancing between him and the ice. “We’re… ice skating?”

He nodded enthusiastically, smiling. “Yes, I already paid for both of our skates!”

“Oh. That’s… so sweet.”

She looked to Killua and Leorio for support, but they just sent her a confused look. They didn’t know this is where Kurapika was planning on taking them. “Ah… Kurapika, you do know I’m pretty clumsy, right?”

He nodded, holding her hand. “Yes, but don’t worry, I’ll be there to catch you when you fall!”

His words sent a chill down her spine, forcing her to remember when he made a similar promise before. He had broken it, and with one look at (Name), he also remembered it. “I-I… I promise, I… I will catch you… this time.”

(Name) decided to trust in him, sitting down and holding out her foot. “Okay, okay. Can you help me get my skates on? I’ve never skated before.”

“Oh, I haven’t either.”

‘Oh dear.’

Leorio, who had been ice skating before, ended up lacing up her skates and helping her over to the skating rink. Kurapika was already standing outside of the rink, smiling. “I’ll go first. Really, it’s not that bad, Killua was speeding by here a second a-“

As soon as he stepped out onto the ice, he fell into his face. “Pika!”

(Name) got out into the ice, nearly slipping herself as she scooted over on her knees to help him up. “Oh fuck, you’re bleeding!”

He groaned as (Name) and Leorio helped him off the ice and onto a bench. His nose was bleeding, staining the new white sweater he bought just for their date. “Oh, Pika…”

She gently wiped his nose before dabbing at the blood on his shirt, using her free hand to heal his wound. “I can get that stain out of your sweater when we get home, you can just wear your jacket over it for now, if you still want to skate.”

He nodded, tenderly touching his nose. “Yeah… I want to skate. I kind of… rented the entire skating rink for the day and… I wanted us to have a good time..”

(Name) sighed, finding his need to make their “date” fun endearing. “Okay, we’ll go out together. Just try not to get too hurt, I can’t use too much nen. I’ll pass out.”

He felt bad for making her use already, Kurapika wouldn’t ask again.

The two held onto each other as they stepped out into the ice, (Name) yelping as she slipped. Like he promised, Kurapika caught her, at the expense of his legs getting scraped. She didn’t get out unscathed however, she ended up quite bruised herself. “Careful, angel. I’ve got you.”

They helped each other back up, clinging to each other as they attempted to learn how to skate. Killua attempted to skate over and help (Name), but Leorio stopped him.

Despite them falling over constantly and getting all beat up, they were both laughing as they helped each other back up.

“It’s not the skating that matters, they’d have fun regardless, as long as they were together.”

After a few hours of practicing, (Name) was finally able to skate across the rink without falling on her butt. Kurapika cheered from the other side of the rink as she skated back into his arms.

As she attempted to stop, she couldn’t, so Kurapika caught her to slow her down. “You did great, I’m still falling on my ass.”

(Name) smiled up at him, her eyes crinkling as she giggled. “You know, I could try and teach you, but not for free.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow in amusement. “Oh? And what would the payment be?”

She held up one finger, her face heating up. “Just one kiss…”

The blondes face flushed, and with a nod, her cupped her cheeks. His hands were cold and her cheeks were warm, making her shudder as he pulled her closer. “That’s a reasonable ask, (Name). Maybe you should raise your prices. How about I throw in a few more kisses as a tip for my teacher being so cute?”

Her eyes fluttered as his thumb brushed over her lip. “Mmph… that would be very kind of you, Pika.”

The two leaned forward, only an inch between them when an employee peeked into the rink. “Mr. Kurta? Your time is up, thank you for skating! Please make your way out of the rink and return the skates at the counter.

The employee blushed when she spotted Kurapika embracing (Name), the blonde looking annoyed that their moment was interrupted. He leaned forward and kissed (Name)’s forehead. “I guess you’ll have to teach me some other time.”

“Mhm… but you can always pay ahead of time.”

Kurapika blushed, then sighed softly. “Later, let’s get these skates returned.”

———————

Leorio and Killua trailed behind (Name) and Kurapika as they all walked home. The former two had a blast doing their own thing, just keeping an eye on the latter two to make sure (Name) was safe and comfortable.

Now, they just felt like third wheels as the two in front of the laughed and held hands. “I think it was a success.”

“Yeah, you could say that. Should we..?”

“Yeah, let’s get out of here.”

Leorio and Killua took the shortcut home, leaving Kurapika and (Name) to their own devices as they made their own way back to (Name)’s house.

“Ugh, my hands are freezing. I should have brought my mittens…”

The thought of (Name) in mittens did make Kurapika melt, but he used her forgetful side to his own advantage. He grabbed her hands and gently blew warm air onto her palms, planting sneaky kisses long her fingers. “Come here, I’ll warm them up.”

“P-Pika…”

She moved closer, her face nuzzled into his shoulder as he held her to him. “Would my angel like some hot chocolate? That might warn you up some more.”

She nodded, humming in contentment as he led her down the sidewalk.

The two walked hand in hand to a small hot chocolate stand. Kurapika ordered and paid for two hot chocolates, the two continuing their stroll home, now sipping at their warm drinks. “Ahh… thank you Pika, this was a great idea.”

He couldn’t help but adore the way she held the cup in her hands to keep her fingers warm, gently blowing on the steam before taking another sip. ‘She’s so cute…’

As the two reached home, Kurapika stopped on the porch, turning to look at her. “I’m… sorry this date ended up being so… painful.”

He looked over her bandaged and bruised legs, wincing slightly. “It’s okay, I had fun! And…”

She pulled him closer to her, cupping his cheek. “This weekend, I want you to come with me when I go Christmas shopping. We can… make it an actual date.”

The two laughed, Kurapika’s hands lowering to her hips. “That would be nice, (Name).”

They both leaned forward, sharing a soft kiss. They stayed still for a moment, their lips locking together sweetly as Kurapika’s hands squeezed at the fat of her hips. (Name) pulled away with a smile, looking tired.

“Come on, let’s get inside before we freeze to death.”

Kurapika nodded, opening the door for her. His eyes followed her plump ass as she walked inside, barely keeping himself from popping a boner.

‘We… we went on a date.’

The fact was still sinking in. Not only had they gone on a date, but she had already asked him out on another one.

He couldn’t be any happier.

———————

(Name) sat on her bed, her eyes catching on the yellowing envelope that sat on her dresser. It was the suicide note she wrote back before the exam, and she always felt herself drawn to it after spending time with Kurapika.

Every time she had suicidal thoughts, she added a little sticky note with the date and reason for those thoughts or urges. It was her way of coping and trying to get those thoughts safely out of her head.

Although she had fun with Kurapika, the lingering knowledge that he still hadn’t apologized for his actions made her heart ache, especially when his actions had hurt her so badly she had added a new sticky note to her suicide note.

She looked over the sticky note, tears falling from her eyes.

September 16th

Am I just a burden to him, my Pika Kurapika? It hurts, everything hurts. I know I can’t die and leave Killua, Gon, and Leorio all alone… but I want to. Maybe that’s what Kurapika wants, for me to be gone and out of his way. Maybe I want that too.

The note was written out of anger and bitter sadness. She could barely look at it without feeling the lingering resentment she had for Kurapika. (Name) didn’t want to hate Kurapika or see him as a bad person, she loved him way too much… but she also wanted to know if he truly loved her.

‘I’ll… I’ll at least give him a chance. He… claims to like me, and… he’s trying.’

(Name) placed the letter back on her dresser, sighing softly. ‘Pika… please… don’t break my heart again. I… I don’t know if I can take it.’

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Fixer Upper

Part 19

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

part 18

part 20

!!REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!!

warnings: nsfw content

“(Name), wake up. We’re leaving.”

(Name) swatted at the hand shaking her, whining as she attempted to pull the comforter that had been yanked from her form back over her. “Noo, five more minutes…”

“We don’t have five minutes, now get up!”

She squeaked when she was yanked out of bed, stumbling to catch herself against the wall. “Huh? I…”

“I already packed your suitcase. We don’t have time to change, now come on.”

(Name) rubbed at her eyes as she felt her shoes being thrusted onto her feet, the girl wincing. “Hey, I can do that myself…”

Kurapika sighed, grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the door. “You’re barely awake, just keep moving and I’ll take us to where we need to go.”

(Name) finally got a good look at her surroundings. They were walking down the hallway outside their hotel room, and from one look outside the nearest window, she could see it was still dark out.

She didn’t question why Kurapika was suddenly in a rush to leave, only squeezing his hand gently. He glanced back just for a moment, quirking an eyebrow in her direction.

“Good morning.”

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, the blonde turning back as he kept moving. “Good morning.”

——————

“Here.”

Kurapika handed (Name) a small coffee before sitting next to her to sip on his own. She mumbled a thanks before blowing on it.

He pulled out one of her favorite pastries, one Leorio had informed him about only a few minutes before over text.

“Mmm…”

She munched on it as she thought about her plans for the day. “Why-“

“Why did we leave so early? I…”

He thought back to the reason as he chewed on his own pastry.

Kurapika tossed and turned in bed, face twisted in agony as a nightmare plagued his sleep.

In his dream, he watched as someone broke into their hotel room as the sun rose, approaching the bed him and (Name) slept in.

He watched in horror as the figure placed a hand over (Name)’s mouth, pinning her down and pulling out a knife.

Kurapika woke with a start, eyes wide as he scanned the room before they landed on (Name). She was still asleep, breathing rhythmically as she held onto his shirt. He relaxed slightly, but couldn’t shake the unwavering paranoia that told him he needed to get them out if there, and fast.

“I… I had a bad feeling.”

He expected her to sigh and scold him for rushing her like that over just a bad feeling, but she just nodded and took another bite of her pastry. “I see… mmm…”

She glanced up, looking at the bags under his eyes. “You tired, Kurapika? You look like you didn’t get much sleep.”

He sighed, finishing his pastry before downing the rest of his coffee. “I’m fine. We should leave York New as soon as possible though. Considering…”

He handed her his phone, seeing an article on the screen.

“Oh shit, that’s-“

He covered her mouth, nodding.

Their faces were plastered over the screen, thankfully barely recognizable due to the wigs and her makeup.

‘Two assailants murder renowned flesh collector in the middle of a restaurant.’

(Name) blinked. “Assailants? But they were poisoned, we didn’t assault them.”

“We also didn’t murder him.” Kurapika corrected, pulling his phone back to read more. “Thankfully they don’t seem to have any clues as to who we are or what we want.”

Kurapika sighed. “I’ll book us some tickets for as soon as possible. We-“

“Actually…”

Kurapika paused, about to sigh in aggravation, but one look at her face made him go quiet.

“I… I would like to go somewhere first. If that’s okay.”

——————

Kurapika held a bouquet of flowers, following (Name) as she made her way downtown.

“We’re almost there.”

A sullen air had taken over the two, (Name)’s eyes cloudy. She opened the gate of a cemetery, Kurapika closing it behind him as she headed towards the back.

‘That’s where they keep… the newer graves.’

Kurapika watched as (Name) knelt down in front of a grave, not caring that her knees would get dirty. She brushed away the leaves and debris, sighing softly once it was clean.

‘Here lies Ponzu and Pokkle, inseparable even in death.’

“Ponzu and Pokkle?”

Kurapika nearly dropped the bouquet, eyes wide. “When..?”

“Nearly a year ago, when the Chimera Ants attacked. They were on some mission, Ponzu still lacking a hunters license. They asked me to come with them, but I was busy with a job of my own. They…”

She began choking up, Kurapika watching as she swiped away tears. “They were killed on that very mission. Gon and Killua…”

She took in a shaky breath. “Gon and Killua found what was left of Ponzu after. For a while, we hoped Pokkle was still alive. But…”

She shook her head, tears dropping down onto the ground. (Name) gestured for the bouquet, Kurapika quickly kneeling down beside her and setting it in front of their grave.

The bouquet was mostly made up of poppies, with other various flowers and greenery making it full and pretty. Kurapika stayed quiet. Although he had known Ponzu and Pokkle, he hadn’t been nearly as close as (Name) had been to them.

“They were there for me after my… wrist was broken.”

He winced at that. ‘The wrist that I broke…’

“They wanted to stay with me, just to make sure I’d be okay, but I convinced them otherwise. Leorio was staying with me already, I didn’t want anyone else to waste their time on me.”

It hurt to hear her say that, knowing that he was partially to blame for that line of thinking. “… I’m grateful for them. I’m glad… they were there for you.”

He gave her 10 minutes before he tugged on her sleeve. “(Name), we need to go before we miss our train.”

She nodded, placing her hand over his. “A few more minutes, please.”

Kurapika stayed with her as she grieved. He noticed that despite having experienced so much loss in his own life, he was at a loss on how to comfort someone going through the same pain he had.

So he thought back to what he had wanted when he first processed his clans death, at the ripe age of 12 years old.

“…”

Wordlessly, Kurapika leaned forward and wrapped his arm around her in a half hug. She leaned into him, finally letting herself cry into his chest.

“It’s all my fault… I could have been there! I could have saved them!”

Kurapika had heard the same words before, except this time they weren’t coming out of his own mouth. “…”

He didn’t know how to reassure her it wasn’t her fault, maybe because he couldn’t tell himself he wasn’t to blame for his clans murder. Kurapika only held her a little closer, hand running over her hair.

——————

(Name) was quiet on the train ride home, only occasionally trying to converse with her friend. He didn’t mind, Kurapika had only gotten a few hours of sleep before he’d woken up in a hurry.

“You should try to get some sleep, Kurapika. We still have another two hours until we get there.”

(Name) sat right next to him, putting a hand on his knee. The blonde had been tirelessly typing away on his laptop, researching Dracule Midnight to his best ability.

“I’ll sleep when I’m done.”

He’d said it a bit harsher than he meant, sighing when (Name) quickly retracted her hand away. “Oh… okay.”

She stood up and walked to the door, glancing back for a moment. “I’ll go grab us something to eat. What would you like?”

“Anything is fine with me.”

She nodded, then closed the door behind her. Kurapika groaned, leaning back in his seat. The only information he’d been able to find so far was the fact he was a part of the mafia, meaning he’d have to use the official hunter website to do some digging later. He didn’t like pulling his license out in public if he didn’t have to.

Kurapika was still debating on whether he’d be going home with (Name), or getting another ticket out of there. He didn’t really have anywhere to go yet, but he was also nervous about his strange feelings for her.

“Kurapika~”

She bumped the door open with her hip, in a better mood than before. He blinked when she placed a plate of food on the table in front of him.

“Got you a grilled cheese and tomato soup! Oh, and…”

She placed a fruit cup next to it, Kurapika’s eyes softening when he read the label. ‘Peaches.’

(Name) remembered what fruit he’d chosen for his waffle the other day, and had gotten him peaches. He opened the pack, using his fork to pick one up and eat it.

Peaches made Kurapika think of a time when life was simpler. They tasted similar to a fruit native to Lukso Province. As a child, his favorite dish was a baked good using that fruit, and now as an adult, the closest he could get to replicating that was eating peaches themselves.

They ate silently, (Name) occasionally dropping some of her food into his plate for him to try. Even when it was something Kurapika disliked, like strawberries, he ate it anyways.

And how could he not, when she smiled so sweetly when he did?

‘I guess… staying with her until I get more information is okay. After all, she’s involved too…’

But as he thought this, his heart thumped against his chest when she leaned against his shoulder, the girl nodding off.

——————

The two exited the train station, spotting Killua and Leorio waiting for them nearby.

“(Name)!”

“Leorio, Killua!”

She ran towards them, the two laughing as they hugged her. “Did ya have fun in the big city, sunshine?”

“Haha, yeah, as much fun as you can have on a business trip.”

Killua held her tight, nuzzling into her shoulder. “I missed you, (Name). Leorio’s cool, but… he’s not you.”

(Name)’s lip quivered. “Killua…”

She squished his cheeks and planted a kiss on his forehead. “My sweet boy, I’m sorry I was gone so long. We’ll spend some time together today, before I have to leave in the morning.”

Kurapika paused, Leorio taking (Name)’s suitcase from the blonde. “You’re… leaving tomorrow? To where exactly?”

(Name) walked hand in hand with Killua as she explained. “Yes, I have a job in a neighboring country, so I’ll be gone for a few days. I’m so glad we got home early, that means I get a rest day!”

Killua held onto her hand a little tighter as Kurapika’s eyebrows furrowed. “I don’t understand, why did you agree to come on a mission with me, when you would have to leave for another one the same day we got back? What if you got hurt, or were too drained to use your nen?”

She shrugged as Killua glared at the blonde. “Then that’s something I’d have to deal with. You needed help, and I was available. I’m sure you’d do the same thing for me.”

Kurapika winced at that. Would he really do the same for her? He didn’t know.

“So, I do need a favor from you Kurapika.”

The blonde perked up, catching up with her and Killua. “Leorio watched Killua for me this weekend, which I appreciate a lot by the way!”

She yelled out the last part, causing Leorio to blush. “It was nothing, sunshine. He only bit me twice, and to be honest I deserved it the second time.”

Before Kurapika could ask why he deserved it that second time, (Name) continued talking. “But this week he’ll be pretty busy with studying and tests. No offense to you, Killua, but he’s a handful.”

“Only for annoying people.”

She gave him a look, causing the boy to quiet down. “What I’m trying to ask, is if you could keep an eye on him while I’m gone. It’s just three days, I’ll be back Thursday evening. I’ll give you everything you’ll need to watch him, just-“

“Yes, I’ll do it.”

The other three turned to look at him in surprise. “Wow, really? I thought you’d be skipping town after your little mission.” Killua said, staring at him.

Kurapika cleared his throat. “I decided it made more sense to stay here until I get more information on my target.”

“So you’re staying because you have nowhere else to go?”

Kurapika stayed quiet.

“Uh huh, that’s what I thought.”

The car ride home was deafeningly quiet, with the only sound being Killua humming along to a few songs on the radio.

——————

Killua seemed to be attached to (Name) by the hip once they got home, following her around the house as she did some minor cleaning and got dinner started. She was cooking something Leorio requested in return for him watching Killua that weekend.

“He sure is clingy.” Kurapika said as he watched Killua wait for her outside the bathroom. Leorio looked up from his textbook, raising an eyebrow.

“Maybe, but it’s understandable. He was really worried about her, you know?”

Kurapika folded his arms over his chest. “He didn’t need to worry, I was with her.”

Leorio thought for a moment, looking at the blonde. “I think that’s the exact thing he was worried about.”

Kurapika tried not to look hurt at that, considering he knew Killua’s worry wasn’t unfounded, but Leorio must have noticed it anyway.

“Hey, you got her back safe and sound, so it should be f-“

“KURAPIKA I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!”

The two blinked at each other as the sound of Killua rushing downstairs and jumping over the bannister was heard.

“Killua wait!”

(Name) was rushing down after him, attempting to calm the boy down before he reached the others.

“I told you, if she came back hurt I would-“

“But she’s fine, there’s not even a scratch on her!”

Kurapika seemed genuinely confused as the younger boy grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him off the couch.

“Oh yeah, then tell me what that is then!”

He pointed to (Name), who was now wearing a tanktop. “What? What are you talking ab-“

“Her neck! Don’t lie and say you can’t see that big mark right there!”

Both Leorio and Kurapika looked to where he was pointing, the former giving Kurapika a suspicious look.

It was a hickey, one that Kurapika had given her himself during their mission. “Shit, Kurapika, couldn’t keep your hands to yourself?” Leorio asked, snickering.

“Wait, I can explain! It was-“

“A curling iron.” (Name) finished, face hot with embarrassment. “When we went on our mission, I curled my hair and burnt myself. It wasn’t Kurapika’s fault.”

Killua looked to both of them, narrowing his eyes at the blonde before letting him go. “… hmph.”

Leorio helped Kurapika up, sighing softly at his friend. “Tell me what really happened later.”

(Name) took Killua’s hand. “Come on, Killua. Let’s get dinner finished up, okay?”

——————

Dinner was awkward, Killua on edge after the previous encounter. He didn’t seem to believe either of their words entirely, keeping a close eye on Kurapika throughout dinner.

“This is great, you two really outdid yourselves.” Leorio said, happily eating the hamburger steak he requested. (Name) smiled, ruffling Killua’s hair.

“I know, right? I think we’ve got a little chef on our hands.”

Killua seemed to perk up at her words, sitting a little straighter. It wasn’t often that someone said he could be anything than a killer, and it was almost always (Name) that encouraged his more creative sides.

“Do you need any help packing? I’ve-“

“No sir, you’ve got to get home so you can rest and wake up early for your exams. I packed up the leftovers from tonight for you.”

(Name) pinched Leorio’s cheek before kissing it, the tall man sighing in contentment. “Ahh, you’d make such a good wife, (Name). You know-“

Kurapika cleared his throat, tapping his nails against the table as he stared down his taller friend. “You should get going, Leorio. I don’t want you to sleep in accidentally.”

That familiar, nasty feeling washed over Kurapika as he watched Leorio give (Name) a hug before he left. Killua seemed to notice him staring, quirking an eyebrow in the blondes direction.

“What are you all huffy about, blondie?”

Kurapika turned his gaze to killua, lip twitching slightly in annoyance. “I’m not huffy, just… tired.”

“Speaking of you being tired, why don’t you get some rest?”

(Name) grabbed Kurapika’s empty plate, giving him a smile. “After all, you’ll be watching Killua, so you’ll need plenty of-“

“I’ll be researching tonight. I don’t have time to rest.”

(Name) paused, eyebrows furrowing. “Kurapika… I know you’re trying to do as much research as possible, but you should really take a break. The information will still be there t-“

“Didn’t I say I’ll sleep when I’m done!? God, were you not listening earlier?” He snapped, standing up. “I’m going to my room.”

He shut his door a little harder than usual, the sound of the lock clicking into place making (Name) flinch.

“What the hell is his problem? Oughta go and teach him not to bite the hand that-“

He stopped when he caught sight of (Name)’s face. “(Name)… hey it’s alright, I’m sure he didn’t mean it. And even if he did he’s kind of a jerk anyways, you shouldn’t…”

She shook her head. “Come on, let’s get the kitchen cleaned up.”

Kurapika sunk to the floor, holding a hand to his chest. ‘Why… why did I say that? Why do I feel so… irritated? She didn’t do anything wrong…’

When his thoughts drifted back to (Name) and Leorio, smiling at each other as they said goodbye for the night, he felt his heart start to hurt again.

‘Why does that make me so… so…’

The blonde settled into his desk chair, opening up his laptop. ‘No matter. I need to focus…’

———————

Killua clung to (Name)’s side as they walked into the airport, Kurapika grumbling behind them.

‘Can’t believe the little bastard isn’t carrying anything…’ Kurapika thought, pulling (Name)’s suitcase along.

“It’s only a few days, Killua. I’ll be back before you know it.”

He didn’t seem to care, holding onto her shirt. “… you’ll bring me back some cool stuff, right?”

(Name) laughed, pulling him in for a hug. “Of course.”

Kurapika helped load her suitcase onto the airship, sighing when she turned. He waited near her for his own hug, but only received a pat on the arm. “Bye Kurapika.”

Ouch. Was she upset about him snapping at her yesterday?

The blonde slowly lowered his arm, eyes half lidded as he watched her airport depart. ‘She didn’t wave back…’

Killua waited until the airship was out of sight before he tripped Kurapika.

“Hey, what the-“

The white haired boy continued walking, ignoring Kurapika’s questions. “Why? What was the reason?”

“No reason. You must be clumsy.”

‘He tripped me! I know he did!’

The car ride home was was quiet, with Killua staring out the window.

‘He must miss her already. I should say something, something to cheer him up!’

“She’ll be home soon, you don’t have to worry.”

Killua turned to look at him, completely unimpressed. “Unlike you, I actually care about (Name), so I will worry regardless.”

Ouch.

“And don’t try and be Buddy-Buddy with me. Not after you couldn’t even apologize for snapping at her yesterday.”

Kurapika gripped the steering wheel. “Killua, you-“

Killua put on a post of headphones before Kurapika could finish his sentence. ‘Did he just…’

Kurapika typed away at his laptop, glancing down at the list (Name) wrote for him. ‘I need to go grocery shopping…’

He sighed, leaning back in his desk chair. ‘The only problem with that is…’

He looked at his desk, spotting the framed photo (Name) placed on it before they left on their mission. In it, Killua and Kurapika were playing a game in the arcade they’d visited before they split up.

‘…’

They had a lot of fun that day, everyone together and smiling. Back then, Kurapika thought they’d have many more days just like that.

Now he wondered if a day like that would ever happen again. Killua seemingly hated him, despite his efforts to be as neutral as possible. While he couldn’t be the same Pika that (Name) knew before York New, he was trying to at least be a Kurapika that could be cordial with them all before he had to cut (Name) out of his life again.

But that didn’t seem to be enough in Killua’s eyes. Kurapika hadn’t intended on this happening. He wanted to keep his other friends at least, but it seemed like the more he pushed (Name) away, the more the others retracted as well.

He’d seen how much of a menace Killua could be, and wasn’t particularly looking forward to watching over him.

‘Wait…’

Kurapika stood up, pulling on a hoodie (Name) helped him pick out in York New. ‘This is the perfect chance to try and bond with him, to make things different!’

“Killua, we’re going to the grocery store.”

Kurapika regretted his choice almost immediately.

The first thing Killua did when they entered the grocery store was leave Kurapika’s side, wandering off in a random direction. “Killua, where are you going?”

Killua flipped him the bird in response, leaving the blonde groaning in exasperation. ‘That’s alright, I’ll just get the shopping done.’

He looked over the list, peering down the aisle. ‘Mostly snacks… Jesus how much does this kid eat?’

Kurapika placed the first item into the shopping cart, huffing. ‘Well… I guess I can’t judge. My eating habits aren’t exactly normal either…’

The sound of an alarm going off made him pause in the middle of the aisle. “…”

He continued shopping, deciding to take the (Name) approach and pretend he didn’t know Killua when he saw him run by, being chased by employees.

That was, until Killua ran towards him. “Dad!”

Kurapika yelped when he was tackled by his younger friend, who gave him a wicked grin before his expression changed. “Dad… I didn’t mean to, I promise!”

“Hey, are you this kids mom- er, dad?”

———————

(Name) yawned, pulling along her suitcase into the hotel she’d be staying at. ‘I’ll need to iron out my uniform before I start tonight…’ she thought, opening up her room.

Ring!

(Name) pulled her phone out of her pocket, raising an eyebrow when she saw Kurapika’s contact lighting up the screen. It had been literal YEARS since he’d called her, his contact image still being a picture of him she’d taken after they saved Killua. Even though he’d come back into her light, he had yet to call her or text her.

“Hello?”

“(Name), Killua threw a gallon of milk at an employee and now we’re banned from the grocery store. They’re putting my picture up and everything!”

“Why didn’t you just pretend you didn’t know him?”

“That’s the problem! He kept calling me dad, and I… I didn’t know what to do!”

(Name) slapped a hand over her forehead. “Oh my god. Drop him off at Leorio’s, go to the grocery store down the street, then if you have anymore trouble, call Leorio. I’ll be busy with work until I come back.”

(Name) could hear Killua talking in the background. “Put Killua on the phone.”

“Killua, it’s (Name).”

Kurapika handed the boy his phone before turning his attention back to the road.

“(Name), I can explain.”

“Well hurry up, I’ve got to shower.”

Killua took a deep breath. “I was really bored.”

“Killua.”

(Name) plopped down onto her bed, chucking into the phone. “Is that it?”

“… no. I…”

She softened when his voice got quiet. “I was still mad that Kurapika snapped at you. You didn’t do anything and… and he shouldn’t yell at you like that.”

(Name) sighed, pulling off her shirt and setting it on the bed. “Okay, okay. You shouldn’t do that, but I understand your feelings. But be good for Kurapika, okay? If not for him, then for me. I’m going to be busy, so if he has to call me again it’ll interrupt my work.”

“… I’m sorry, (Name).”

She held a hand over her heart. (Name) didn’t enjoy scolding Killua, often letting him off easy. “It’s okay. I have to go, but I’ll call you before you before you go to bed, okay?”

“Okay… bye (Name). Love you.”

“Love you too, Killua.”

He hung up, handing Kurapika’s phone to him. The blonde glanced at him. “Tattletale.” Killua said, folding his arms over his chest.

“I wouldn’t have to tattle if you behaved.”

“Maybe if you put that effort into being nicer to (Name), she’d give you a chance.”

“A chance?!”

Kurapika’s face went red, having to swerve to not veer off of the road from the shock. Killua only snickered.

As Kurapika pulled up to Leorio’s apartment, the tall man walked out, wearing sweatpants and a tanktop.

“Hey, (Name) called. Killua, you should really think about what you do before you throw a milk gallon at someone. You’re just making things harder for (Name).”

‘Okay just ignore the fact that I’m the one that got banned.’ Kurapika though, pouting.

“I know…”

Leorio patted the boy on the back, leading him inside. “Hey, grab some of those white cheddar Cheetos, I-“

“It’s already on the list.”

Leorio sighed, looking into the sky. “(Name) really is an angel, she’s always thinking about us.”

Kurapika gripped the wheel, eyes softening. “Yeah… she is.”

——————

Kurapika pulled back up to Leorio’s apartment an hour later, texting him that he was there. The two walked out, Leorio carrying a backpack.

Killua got into the backseat this time, Leorio climbing into the front.

“Uh… what are you doing?” Kurapika asked as Leorio set his backpack down.

“I thought it was best if I come over to stay while (Name) is gone. I can study there, and if I’m around Killua should mellow out a little.”

Kurapika furrowed his eyebrows. “But (Name) asked me to-“

“She only asked you because she felt bad asking me to watch him two times in a row. I was already going to watch him, but you asking her to go with you meant she needed a babysitter. (Name) dislikes asking for help as it is.”

Kurapika looked to the road as he began driving back to (Name)’s house. “Oh…”

“She didn’t really have many options, and you were staying there anyways. But…”

Leorio glanced at Killua, who was pouting in the backseat. “Killua can be a handful, especially when he feels like his friends are being treated unfairly.”

He gave Kurapika a look, before texting someone on his phone. The blonde sighed as he pulled into (Name)’s driveway.

‘Killua must of told him that I snapped at (Name) earlier.’

It felt like the distance between him and his friends was widening. (Name) was the glue that kept them together, and she wasn’t there to keep the peace.

“Alright, Killua, you know the drill.”

Killua nodded, grabbing the groceries and running inside. Kurapika and Leorio walked in behind him, the latter going straight to the couch. “I’m going to be studying, you can handle dinner, right?”

Kurapika glanced between the frozen chicken nuggets and macaroni. “… yeah, I should be able to handle it.”

Killua finished putting up the groceries, then shrugged on his jacket and boots.

“Where are you going?” Kurapika asked, glancing outside. “It’ll be dark in around an hour.”

“None of your business.”

Kurapika blinked, about to argue, but Leorio spoke up.

“Be back before dark.”

“Aight.”

Killua grabbed his backpack before running out the door, leaving the blonde with a scowl on his face.

——————

Kurapika finished dinner, looking over it proudly.

He’d made macaroni, chicken nuggets, and even steamed some frozen vegetables. “Alright… now to-“

Killua came through the front door, dropping his backpack on the ground before plopping down on the couch next to Leorio.

“No luck today?”

“No…”

Kurapika walked over, wearing (Name)’s apron. “What are you talking about?”

Killua turned, making Kurapika hiss. “Yikes.”

The boy was covered in what looked like cat scratches, Leorio already opening up his briefcase. “He found a stray cat and has been trying to catch it all weekend.”

Killua huffed as Leorio cleaned his wounds. “And don’t tell (Name) about this, not until she gets back. She really likes animals and won’t be able to focus on her job if she knows there’s a cat nearby.”

Kurapika tilted his head. “I see…”

“Also nice apron.”

The blonde blushed, turning on his heels to make everyone’s plates.

Leorio and Killua sat down at the kitchen table, looking at their plates.

“…”

Kurapika sat down with his, glancing between the two. “… is something wrong?”

“… is this Velveeta?”

Kurapika hesitantly nodded. “… yes?”

Killua huffed, taking a bite and chewing. “… and… the nuggets…”

“What’s wrong with them?” Kurapika asked, picking one up and taking a bite. “They taste fine?”

“Uncultured.”

Leorio snickered at Killua’s face as he begrudgingly ate his food. “Aww, Kurapika, why didn’t you get the dinosaur shaped ones?”

“Because Killua is 14 and doesn’t need dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets.”

“And you don’t need to stay here, yet here you are, living here rent free.”

Kurapika scowled, pointing a fork in his direction. “That’s hardly fair, you know (Name) won’t accept any monetary compensation from her friends.”

“Do you really count as a friend though?”

The table went quiet at that, Leorio rubbing his temple. “Will you two knock it off?”

“You’re an unappreciative brat!”

“Oh, that’s rich coming from you, blondie!”

Killua grabbed a fistful of macaroni and threw it at Kurapika. “This is what I think of your stupid Velveeta macaroni and cheese!”

The blonde gasped, easily dodging it. “What the hell is your problem?!”

He threw a chicken nugget right at Killua’s face, making the white haired boy climb over the table to attempt to attack Kurapika.

Leorio stood up, grabbing them both by the collar. “What the-“

“Let me down!”

The two struggled, but couldn’t rip themselves from Leorio’s grasp. “If you two want to act like children, you can sit in timeout.”

He placed them both in their rooms before walking back into the living room to study in silence.

——————

Kurapika sighed, closing his laptop after writing down all the info he could get on Dracule Midnight.

‘Nearly all the information I needed was on the Hunter Website…’

He held a hand over his eye, shivering. ‘If… if (Name) hadn’t stopped me, I would have…’

He shook his head. “… Killua?”

He knocked against the wall twice, waiting a moment for a response.

“What the hell do you want?”

‘Ah, so you can hear people through these walls. Noted…’

“… I’m sorry I didn’t… make dinner correctly?”

Killua sighed, leaning against the wall. “That’s… that’s not what I’m mad about. I mean yeah, (Name) is way better at making dinner than you and you should be ashamed that couldn’t even make macaroni and chicken nuggets right, but…”

Kurapika frowned, holding onto the pen in his hand so tightly it cracked.

“… I know. I’m… I’m going to apologize to her later.”

Killua didn’t even have to say what he was angry about, Kurapika already knew. He’d overheard him in the car.

“… do you promise?”

Kurapika placed his pen down, sighing. “Yes, I promise.”

“Good.”

The sound of the door to Killua’s room opening then closing made Kurapika turn just in time to see Killua open his door. “Then come on, The Real Housewives of York New will be on soon.”

Kurapika was lead from his room to the living room, where Leorio was putting away his textbooks and turning on the TV.

“You two ready to behave?”

Kurapika huffed, crossing his arms as Killua furrowed his eyebrows. “You’re pushing your luck, old man.”

Kurapika snickered at that, going to the kitchen to put up the leftover food. “Okay, so what’s The Real Housewives of York New?”

“Like my family, but stupid and-“

“Stupid assassins?”

“No.”

Leorio stood, stretching lightly. “Does she keep them upstairs?”

“Yeah, in the last drawer on the left.”

‘What are they talking about?’

Kurapika followed Leorio upstairs, stepping over bits of macaroni. ‘I’ll need to clean that up later…’

“Ahh, here they are.”

Leorio pulled out three face masks, grinning up at the blonde. “These will make your face so soft and smooth, just like a girls-“

Kurapika stared down at him, unimpressed.

“Well, I guess you don’t really have to try to achieve that…”

The blonde crossed his arms over his chest. “…”

He noticed they were the same ones (Name) wore when they watched that movie together, eyes softening slightly. “I’ll wear it. Why not?”

They all settled down on couch, Kurapika stuck in the middle. He had his legs crossed, holding a bowl of popcorn as the green face mask he was wearing made his face tingle.

‘Is this what womanhood feels like?’

Leorio shoved his hand into the popcorn bucket, causing popcorn to fly and hit both Killua and Kurapika in the face. “Hey, careful! You got it on my face mask!!”

Killua reached over Kurapika and smacked Leorio upside the head. “Sorry…”

“If I stab you in the chest will those water balloons you got installed in your chest explode?”

“Yeah, maybe faster than your man blowing his load inside me last night!”

Kurapika gasped, face turning red. “Oh my god.”

Killua and Leorio laughed. “Holy shit, Marvin is in for a real beat down.”

Kurapika stared open mouthed at the two, unable to even speak for a good minute. “I… aren’t they sisters? Wouldn’t that man be her brother-in-law?”

“Oh they’ve fucked worse.” Leorio said, waving his hand dismissively.

“That does not make me feel any better.”

“He can’t even pay child support, I don’t want him anyways!”

“Yeah, who do you think paid for these water balloons of mine, broad?”

“He… bought breast implants for her instead of feeding his children?”

“Yeah, total Ging move.”

The three continued watching, Kurapika occasionally clutching his pearls at the vulgar content displayed before him.

“Her wig! She’s bald! She’s bald and she’s torturing people who have hair!”

Kurapika held a hand over his chest, eyes wide. “What a foul woman, who steals their daughters husband then sells their pet on Craigslist for $35?”

“Oh, that’s just Tabitha for you.”

“Classic Gemini.”

“What are these words you’re speaking to me? What the FUCK is a Gemini? None of these words are in the Kurtan Bible.”

“There’s a Kurtan Bible? Bros got the Bible 2.0, twink edition. Do JC and the boys have red eyes?”

“Do NOT call Jesus Christ JC?”

“… would their eyes be red because of the scarlet eyes or weed?”

They all bursted out into laughter, Kurapika leaning over. “Oh my god…”

Leorio glanced at the clock, wiping the tears of laughter from his eyes. “Alright, alright… it’s bedtime.”

Kurapika looked up as well, eyes widening. ‘It’s 12 am already? Where did the time go?’

It felt nice to laugh and joke with his friends again, almost like nothing bad had happened between them.

Like he’d never hurt the women they cared for the most.

Killua rubbed his eyes, standing up. “Hmm… (Name) should have called me already.”

“She’s in a different Timezone, bud. It’s only 7 pm there.”

Killua grumbled, shuffling to his room. As he walked, they heard his phone start to ring, the boy perking up and bolting to his room.

Kurapika snickered. “Hah, mommas boy.”

Killua flipped him the bird before shutting his door.

Leorio picked up his backpack and began walking upstairs. “Goodnight, Kurapika. Don’t forget to lock up.”

Kurapika watched as Leorio passed the guest bedroom, heading straight for (Name)’s room. “… Leorio, what are you doing?”

“… going to bed?”

“In (Name)’s room??”

Leorio huffed. “Yeah. She has heated blankets and the softest pillows known to man.”

“…”

Kurapika sat back down, folding his arms over his chest. “I… I want to sleep in (Name)’s room…”

“You can just come sleep with me you know. I don’t bite, unless you want me t-“

“Hey, guys?”

The two looked up to see Killua standing in the hallway, holding his blanket. “… I…”

“What, miss your mommy-“

Kurapika stopped when he got a good look at Killua’s face. He looked uneasy, reminding the blonde of the night he ran upstairs to (Name) after a nightmare.

“Hey, you alright bud?”

Leorio was quick to come back down the stairs and place a hand on his shoulder. “… why don’t we have a sleepover tonight, huh? We can make a big pallet and watch some movies.”

Killua nodded slowly, holding onto Leorio’s sleeve. “Yeah… yeah that sounds fun.”

“Alright, bud. I’ll go grab some blankets from (Name)’s room. Hey, Kurapika, turn the TV back on and get Netflix set up.”

Kurapika nodded, walking over to the TV and turning it on as Killua plopped down onto the couch.

———————

Kurapika helped Leorio lay out some blankets and pillows, something inside him relaxing when he smelled the familiar scent of (Name)’s perfume. When Killua laid down, Leorio covered him up with a big quilt.

Killua seemed to relax instantly, cuddling into the blanket as his eyes started to drift closed. Leorio laid down next to him, placing a hand on his back. “That better?”

He nodded slowly, pulling the blanket up to his chin. “Yeah, you can run a decent sleepover, old man.”

Leorio snorted, ruffling his hair. “Yeah yeah. Go to sleep, or (Name) will kill me for letting you stay up too long.”

Kurapika laid on the other side of Killua, eyes softening as he watched the boy drift off.

“… (Name) made that quilt.”

Kurapika blinked at Leorio’s words, looking up to see him staring up at the ceiling. “She did? It’s huge.”

“Yeah. She’s always making something, whether it be crocheting, sewing, baking….” Leorio laughed, folding his glasses and placing them on the coffee table. “Ahh… I should sleep too. I have a class at 10 am.”

Kurapika looked at the quilt that covered them all, cuddling into it. ‘I feel so… relaxed when I’m under this. Like… like (Name) is right beside me.’

It didn’t take long for the two to fall asleep, following behind Killua.

————————

(Name) sighed, placing the last bandage on a patient before patting their arm. “You’re good to go.”

The patient gave her a smile before walking away, leaving her alone.

“(Name), excellent work as always.”

A breeze blew past her, (Name) turning to see the window was now open. She sighed, walking over to close it as the man who spoke to her plopped down into her chair.

“You sure do know how to make an entrance, don’t you Chrollo?”

The man laughed, leaning back in her chair. “You sound annoyed. Aren’t you happy to see me? I even came baring gifts~”

(Name) raised an eyebrow as Chrollo set a piece of paper on her desk before standing up and closing the distance between them. “It’s half of the info you asked for. You’ll get the other half when you fulfill your end of the bargain.”

Chrollo smiled at her, grabbing her hand and placing a kiss on the back. “Well, you could get that info now, if you just let me open up those pretty legs and-“

She yanked her hand away, face getting hot. “I told you that our relationship is business only, Chrollo. Geez…”

She stormed over to her desk, looking over the paper.

Dracule Midnight

Nen ability: Hemokinesis

Strength: 4/10

Intelligence: 6/10

Abilities: 5/10

Interests:

Weaknesses:

Threat level:

She glanced up at him, scowling. “Hemokinesis, what is that?”

Chrollo gave her that smile he had when he knew something that she didn’t. “You can work it out, dear. It’ll cost you extra for an explanation.”

She placed the paper in her pocket, folding her arms. “Okay, okay. When will you be needing my services?”

He wrote something down, handing her the paper. “In around a month, at that location and time.”

“A month? But he’s not patient enough to wait that long! I need that information now!”

Chrollo shrugged, opening up the window. “Maybe tell that boyfriend of yours to take chill pill.”

“He’s not my-“

Chrollo was gone before she could correct him, her face hot. She didn’t have time to process anything, the door was already opening. “(Name), we’ve got another patient for you!”

———————

Kurapika woke up early, rubbing his eyes as he looked around the room. ‘(Name)… where did she fall asleep at?’

He sat up, slowly remembering that (Name) wasn’t there, and wouldn’t be back for another day.

Kurapika spent the day going researching in the living room, occasionally glancing at the door or clock and sighing loudly.

Leorio left for classes at 10 am, and after lunch, Killua left to go and try to catch the stray cat again.

This left Kurapika alone for the majority of the day, the blonde bored beyond belief. When he couldn’t look at his laptop anymore, he sighed. ‘That’s enough research for now…’

He closed he s bedroom door, looking around the house. This was the first time he’d been left alone here, the only other time he was alone in the house being the time he came back from fighting a fake Phantom Troupe member.

‘Maybe… I can explore a bit.’

Kurapika explored the first floor of the house, walking into each room and looking around. He made note of potential exits in each one.

There were two rooms downstairs, his, and Killua’s. Kurapika noticed how sparse his room was compared to Killua’s, who’s was decorated with posters and painted his favorite color.

‘Well, my room is a guest room, so…’ He closed Killua’s door, sighing.

‘All that’s left now is upstairs…’

Kurapika climbed the stairs, standing on the second floor feeling… strange. When (Name) wasn’t there, it felt weird to be up there. The only room besides hers was another plain guest room, not even worth exploring.

The blonde walked forward, slowly pushing her door open.

He was always slightly taken aback when he opened her door. It was like stepping into another world, where the air smelled like fruity candles, the walls were pink, and made his body feel weird.

It was very her, every little trinket making him smile softly. ‘Ah, that does suit her.’

Kurapika sat on her bed, which now only had a sheet on it due to Leorio stealing her blankets for their sleepover. He breathed in, visibly relaxing as he breathed in (Name)’s scent.

He leaned back on her bed, staring up at her ceiling. She hung up little shiny stars that dangled and glittered. ‘She must of put a lot of effort into making this space her own…’ he thought, looking at her wall.

He glanced around the room, his eyes stopping on her dresser. Kurapika began to sit up to go and look inside it, but stopped himself. ‘No, you can’t do that. She..: probably keeps her…’

His heart began to thump against his chest, the blonde standing up. ‘Well…’

Kurapika walked over, curling his fingers around the handle of the top drawer. ‘Just… just curious. I’ll look, and I’ll go.’

His breath hitched when he opened the drawer. Neatly folded in rows, were pairs of panties. He bit his cheek, lip poking out a bit as he slowly picked up the first pair he saw.

They were white, with a red strawberry pattern dotting along the surface. He sighed softly, nodding. ‘Yeah, this is something she would wear.’

He continued to stare at the pair before putting it back in its spot. Kurapika was about to leave, before he spotted them.

A simple pair of white, cotton panties.

‘…’

He picked them up, cock throbbing at the memory of his sexual awakening. “… she won’t miss one pair, right?”

———————

Leorio got back from his classes at around 4 pm, collapsing on their pallet from the night before. Kurapika and Killua watched as he wallowed around, sharing a look.

“Are you alright, man?”

��No.”

He looked at his backpack, eyes watering. “I still have homework to do… I’m so tired.”

Killua patted his head. “You wanna order takeout and make fun of The Real Housewives?”

“… yeah.”

They spent the night together again, though this time Kurapika seemed a little..: off. He kept glancing at the front door, a frown on his face. Kurapika sighed heavily, cuddling under (Name)’d quilt further.

Leorio was the first to pass out, exhausted from his classes. Killua scoffed, turning to Kurapika. “What’s up with you?”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “Nothing. Why do you ask?”

“Well you’ve been sighing like a maiden who’s husband is off at war.”

Kurapika huffed, turning away from his younger friend. “I’m just tired.”

“Uh huh. It’s totally not because you miss (Name).”

Kurapika sat up, cheeks a light pink. “I do not! And even if I did, that has nothing to do with me sighing…”

Killua sighed, rubbing his temple. “God, I forgot how much of an idiot you are.”

Killua placed a hand on Kurapika’s shoulder. “Kurapika, you like her. A lot.”

He patted Kurapika’s shoulder before laying back down and pulling the blanket up to his chin.

“I- I WHAT?”

“Hey, shut up, Leorio has a class tomorrow!”

Kurapika stared open mouthed at him before standing up and sprinting to his room. ‘No, no I… I can’t like her, it’s…’

He remembered everything leading up to this moment. The fuzzy feelings he had when she was near him, wanting to kiss her, his sexual awakening happening because of her…

“I… I like (Name). Oh my god.”

He sunk down into his bed, holding his pillow to his chest. “I like her. I… want to… I want…”

The blonde felt his face grow hot with thoughts of her, now put into a different perspective. The reason he felt the way he did was because he liked her, romantically. This made Kurapika’s heart thump against his chest, his mind racing.

‘What am I supposed to do about these feelings? They… they make things complicated.’

He glanced back to his desk, seeing the framed picture. He picked it up, chuckling softly at her smiling face. ‘Well… I just need to… try and figure things out. Maybe…’

His mind drifted, thinking of the kiss he shared with (Name) just a few days prior. His pants tightened, a sigh leaving his lips.

‘What a pain…’

But as he dipped his hand below his waistband, he couldn’t help but blush as he thought of her, this time it felt… different. It didn’t feel as wrong to think of her when he touched himself now, almost… right.

“(Name)…”

——————

Kurapika waited near the front door, pacing around the living room. The day had been gone by incredibly slow, the blonde having grown impatient. Now that he had a word to put to his feelings, he wanted to see her again.

He’d already been restless before, but now he knew he liked her, it was agonizing waiting for (Name) to get home.

“Can you stop pacing? You’re giving me major bad vibes. Or maybe that’s just you in general.”

Killua sat at the kitchen table, building a small trap. He’d yet again attempted to catch the stray cat that day, with no luck.

“She was supposed to be home at 5:30 pm, it’s nearly 6 now.” Kurapika said, holding his arms over his chest. His dark blue tabard swayed as he tapped his foot, glancing to the clock, then to the door.

“She probably stopped to pick up something for dinner. (Name) will be home soon, don’t get your panties in a twist. You’ll get to smooch her soon.” Killua said, finishing the trap.

Kurapika’s face turned a bright red. “I plan to do no such thing! I’m just worried about her.”

“Yeah, whatever you say, lover boy.”

Killua stood up suddenly and walked towards the door, opening it and running outside. Kurapika followed him out just in time to see Leorio pull up.

(Name) jumped out of the passenger seat to Leorio’s car, Killua instantly sprinting forward.

“Mom!”

He jumped into (Name)’s arms, the girl spinning around and laughing as he held onto her. “Aww, Killua, did you miss me that much?”

“Mhm…”

She cooed at him, kissing the top of his head before giving him a good squeeze. “I missed you too, baby. Now help Leorio with the bags, okay?”

He nodded, giving her one last squeeze before moving to grab her suitcase and takeout bags.

“(Name).”

(Name) looked up to see Kurapika standing before her, face slightly pink. He was staring at the ground, fiddling with his tabard.

“Um… welcome back, and…”

He looked up, giving her a sheepish smile. “I wanted to… apologize for snapping at you before. I-“

His breath hitched when she pulled him in for a hug, arms hovering around her. “Oh, Kurapika… apology accepted!”

Killua snickered at his flustered expression as he passed by, causing the blonde to pout. But Kurapika couldn’t feel upset for long, not when (Name) was holding him, giggling into his shoulder. “How was work?” Kurapika asked, pulling away. She shrugged.

“Meh, alright. Did my job, got paid.”

She shouldered her backpack. “Come on, let’s go eat dinner. After that, I have a surprise for everyone!”

As they sat down at the dinner table, (Name) handed out a few things.

“Ooo!” Killua said, holding up a tshirt with the name of the city on it. “It’s hideous!”

“Haha, I knew you’d like it.”

Kurapika blinked. ‘But he called it hideous..?’

“And this is for you, Leorio!”

Leorio pulled (Name) into his arms, kissing the top of her head. “Thanks, doll face. Needed a new coffee mug.”

She giggled, handing him the coffee mug before wiggling away. Kurapika watched this interaction, biting his cheek to prevent himself from reacting.

‘He’s too touchy. I hate it. Makes me…’

Kurapika blinked when (Name) sat next to him, handing the blonde a small box. “Here you go, Kurapika.”

“For me? You got me a gift too?”

She nodded, giving him that pretty smile of hers that made his heart race. “Of course, why wouldn’t I?”

He looked down at the black box in his hand, glancing back up at her. “Go ahead, open it.”

Inside the box were several silver charms, Kurapika’s eyes widening. “These are…”

“Charms for your chains!”

She pulled one out, holding it in her palm. “Each one represents one of us! Killua is this cat…”

Killua perked up, looking at the charm with his catlike eyes. “Leorio is the stethoscope…”

Leorio peeked over Kurapika’s shoulder to look, smiling. “The leaf is Gon, and I’m this flower!”

She held up what looked like a little dandelion charm, giggling. “It fits you, (Name).” Kurapika said, opening up his palm. She placed the charm in his hand before pulling out the last one.

“And this one…”

She pulled out a charm that looked like a realistic heart, placing it in his hand. “This one represents you. A heart.”

Kurapika stared down at the small charm, confused. “Why did you choose a heart for me?”

She smiled, poking his chest. “Because you have a big, kind heart, and when I think of you, it’s the first thing that comes to mind. You care a lot for the people you love.”

Things quieted down, Kurapika closing his hand around the charms as he began to choke up. “(Name)… I…”

She placed both of her hands around his, smiling. “Come on, conjurer your chains. I wanna see how they look!”

He nodded slowly, summoning his chains on his hand. (Name) squealed, taking his hand gently and beginning to clip the charms into place.

“There we go! Ahh, look Kurapika!”

He held up his hand, twisting it around as the charms jingled softly. “They’re… they’re beautiful.”

She grinned, intertwining her fingers with his. “Now, even if you’re gone, you’ll have something to remember us all by! We’ll be with you, even if you think you’re all alone.”

He couldn’t help but tear up, lip beginning to quiver as he stared at the little charms. Kurapika’s heart swelled, and before he knew it he had pulled (Name) into his arms and buried his face into her shoulder.

“K-Kurapika, are you alright?”

He nodded, staying quiet as she gently rubbed his back. “There, there…”

Killua watched the scene, leaning back in his chair with a smile. ‘Maybe… maybe (Name) was right. Maybe he’ll be better.’ he thought, relaxing as he munched on his dinner.

Leorio’s eyebrows furrowed, holding onto his coffee mug tightly. ‘I really hope he’s changed. She loves him, and even if he doesn’t feel the same, she wants him in her life.’

Kurapika, however, wasn’t thinking about if he was ready to change or if he deserved (Name), he could only think of how nice it was to be held and cared for by her.

And how addicting her touch could be.

‘I… I want to…’

He pulled away, wiping his tears and continuing to eat dinner with the others.

‘I want to make her mine.’

————————

After dinner, (Name) met Kurapika in his room. Now that he knew he liked her, having her sit on his bed felt different, more… intimate.

“So, while I was out I got some information on our target!”

(Name) pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to the blonde, who looked over it before laughing. “You got his nen ability? (Name), that’s amazing!”

She blushed from his praise, twiddling her thumbs. “Oh, it was nothing. Just turning in a favor with a colleague.”

“Well you should give me your colleagues information. How did they even get this kind of info? Dracule’s nen ability is a well guarded secret, even amongst the Hunter Association.”

(Name) looked away, laughing. “Sorry, Kurapika, but my colleague is very picky with who he works with. Shit he only works with me because my nen ability is useful to him and I saved one of his… associates.”

She’d nearly said Troupe members, sighing softly at her quick save. “I see…”

Kurapika could tell she was hiding something, but was too elated with the new information to care. “This will make confronting him a lot easier.”

“Speaking of that…”

(Name) leaned onto his bed, turning her head to look at him. “Have you found out any other details that will help nab him?”

Kurapika nodded, grabbing his laptop and opening it. “Yes, and considering it pertains to you, I’ll tell you.”

“Pertains to me? What do you mean?”

The blonde blushed, scratching the back of his head. “Well, that’s the thing…”

He turned his laptop towards her, showing a picture of Dracule Midnight spotted walking into a club with a woman. Dracule was a tall, thin man with long black hair and a handsome face.

“How does this pertain to me?”

Kurapika bit his lip, clicking on the next picture.

“Oh.”

She could make out the woman much better now, and realized just why Kurapika had said what he did.

The woman had a nearly identical body type to (Name), and Dracule had a hand on her thigh, smiling to show off his sharp, pearly white teeth.

“He… seems to have a type.”

Kurapika clicked through several more pictures, showing Dracule with dozens of other women with a similar body type to (Name). “He has a wife and children, but has been spotted entering this club with several different women.”

Kurapika crinkled his nose at that statement, clicking off of the pictures. “Its disgusting, really. I can’t imagine making a family, only to go off with some random women every night. Why marry if…”

He clenched his fist, taking a deep breath. “That’s off topic. Anyways…”

(Name) smiled, leaning her head against his thigh. “Anything else?”

Kurapika repositioned his laptop so it hid the fact that he was now hard, just from her being so close to his crotch. “Well, there’s a favor I need from you.”

“And that is?”

She tilted her head, her cheek squishing against his thigh. ‘Cute…’ he thought, eyes softening.

“I… it pains me to ask you for help again, but could you… accompany me again? If you could… seduce him long enough to get his guard down, we could have a real chance of beating him.”

(Name) snorted. “Me? Seduce him? I get that he has a type, but I-“

“(Name).”

He pinched her cheek, the girl yelping in surprise. “You should have no trouble with it. You’re…”

He paused, looking down at her. (Name) had this sleepy look in her eyes that made her look even cuter than usual, her soft cheek still pinched between his finger.

She was lying on her tummy, her nice ass on display. Kurapika took a moment to compose himself before speaking. “You’re capable enough. With the right dress it should be easy.”

He let her go, clearing his throat. “My intel said he’ll be going back to the club next Sunday, which means we have some time to plan.”

(Name) nodded, rolling onto her back before sitting up. “Alright. If that’s all, I’ll be heading to bed. Goodnight Pika-“

She immediately covered her mouth, eyes gone wide with fear and panic. ‘No, no! You idiot, everything’s been going great and you just ruined it! He hates that nickname, now he’s going to hate you even m-“

(Name) turned, tears beginning to bead in her eyes. “Kurapika, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean t-“

He was blushing, eyes that familiar shade of red that only she got to see. Kurapika shook his head rapidly. “No, no… it’s nice. I’ve missed it.”

(Name) stayed still for a moment longer, seeming hesitant. “… are you sure? You’re… not angry with me?”

Kurapika felt his heart twist painfully at the underlying fear in her voice, the slight tremble to her words. “No… I’m not angry. It’s okay.”

She nodded slowly, glancing to the door and back to him. “Oh… okay. I’m going to bed now, goodnight… Pika.”

She scurried away, closing his door behind him.

Kurapika waited until she was out of sight to lean into his pillow, giggling into it. ‘Pika… she’s calling me Pika again. God, why does that make me so happy? (Name)…’

He stared with his eyes half lidded at the door, slowly slipping his hand into his pants. ‘(Name)… I want to hear her call me Pika more…’

Kurapika, now experiencing his first crush, imagined (Name) sitting in his lap.

“Pika… I missed you so much. Please…”

She whimpered, pulling her panties to the side. “I want you, Pika. I need my Pika inside me, need my Pika to knock me up.”

Kurapika pinned her down, cock prodding at her folds. “God, (Name)… you’re mine, all mine, okay? My love, I’ll give you whatever you need. Anything.”

She cupped his cheek, cooing softly. “My Pika…”

Kurapika gasped as he came, holding a hand over his mouth as he moaned out (Name)’s name. “(Name), fuck…”

He cleaned up his cum, sighing softly as he pulled his pillow closer. ‘Mmm…’

Kurapika scowled, remembering how possessive he felt of her in his mind. He wanted her to be his, only his, and that… made him nervous.

He wanted (Name) to live a normal, happy life. Could he give that to her, when the path he was on would only lead to bloodshed and death?

Selfishly, he decided to not think of that now. His mind was clouded with thoughts of a life with her, the lines between rationality and his need to be near her blurring.

Kurapika fell asleep, imagining (Name) curled up in his arms next to him.

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