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·˚ ༘ Assassins can fall in love too✧.*ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

Illumi Zoldyck X Black.FemReader

·˚ ༘ Genre: Fluff, Cute, kisses, jealousy (Illumi), Slight teasing (Reader).

·˚ ༘ Warnings: Pet names? And Potential spelling errors.

·˚ ༘ A/n: Hello! Finally done with this one, been in the drafts for a while couldn't finish it because of classes but I finished and ready to post! Please enjoy. The dividers do not belong to me.

·˚ ༘ Wordcount: 1k

Illumi opened the front gate, waiting for you to walk in. "You first?"

The huge fuzzy demon-oid figure right behind the door stared you down. You shivered, "U-Uh..I-Illumi-", you managed to stutter. Pointing at the thing, he blinked at you before looking at what you were scared of.

"Hm? Oh! Thats just Mike." Once again, he turns back to you, waiting for you to walk in. "I'm not going in if THAT thing is right there!" Illumi stood confused,"Is it really that scary?"

A huge beast stood tall, furry wolf like creature. Its red beady eyes, glowing.

"Yes!"

"Hm..well, I suppose- normal people's guard dogs are tiny." Illumi, placed his hand underneath his chin. Thinking of possibilities he could get you through the gate and to his home. "He wont hurt you, hes just..Ugly I suppose. But, I can send him away if you'd like?"

"You promise? That he's harmless?" Illumi gave that same emotionless stare with a simple nod. You took a deep breath and began to walk forward. Making sure to stay close to the entrance enough so where you could take off if needed. Illumi watched with curiosity. The giant Dog thing standing before you, now kneeling. You stretching out your hand for it to smell. After a few sniffs, Mike started whimpering at you. "Oh!" Just like that Mike was rolling over for you to pet him.

Your eyes completely lit up,"Aww!!" Just like that your fears disappeared from the creature. Illumi's brow raised now closing the gateway. "Oh please, you were just fearful of it-"

He watched as you gave the giant guard dog large belly rubs and kisses. "What a good baby!" Illumi watched his girlfriend become bestfriends with his guard animal. This he hadn't imagine happening. "Illumi! Can I keep him?"

The expression was starting to show on his face,"Keep him?" In all honesty, he was a little jealous. You were scared of him at first, now so quickly in love with the thing.

'She doesn't give me kisses like that...'

"Y/n, you're not taking my guard dog." Mike nudging you with his head, almost sounded like he was purring. "You are so cute!"

Illumi turned away, facing the path leading up to his family's mansion. "Beautiful, enough..Leave the thing behind and lets go." Your giggling began to calm down as you pet Mike for a final time. Mike's tail wagged as if he was waving 'goodbye' back to you. You made your way to Illumi's side. You waved back at him before running to Illumi's side.

The begining of the walk was peaceful, nice. Illumi asking you how you've been lately. After all, you both hadn't seen one another in a while due to you having to return home for a bit. He had admitted to missing being by your side lately. You thought it was cute, when he talked so sweetly to you. Sometimes he was so naive to even realize he was flirting with you. "Y/n..why do you call Mike, 'baby'"

You smile,"Cause' as mean as he looks, he acts like a baby! Every animal is cute like a baby." Illumi was curious,"All animals? You call all of them baby?"

You nod, causing Illumi to think,"What about me?"

"You?"

"Yes."

"What about you?" Illumi stops in his tracks, facing you,"Why not call me baby?" You giggled,"Is- that what you want me to call you?"

Illumi nodded as he continued to walk. Who would've thought? Illumi wanted to be called a pet name? You always thought he perfered you to call him by his name instead, so the Idea of pet names never crossed your mind. Majority of the walk was in silence, that was until your feet started to ache.

Illumi could tell, even when you kept quiet about it. "Do you want me to carry you?" He asked turning to you. "What? N-No.. surely we are almost there."

He turned to you,"Your feet are hurting aren't they? Let me carry you." You bit your lip, thinking about it.. You didn't want to trouble him but your feet were killing you– "okay..I guess."

You gave in walking behind him, but he stepped aside. "What are you-"

"I want to carry you this way",He stated, gesturing to his front side.. Looking at his face, looked like Illumi was a bit flustered. You giggle,"Of Course, if thats what you want Illumi." As you step in front of him, Illumi places his hands on your waist and your hands on his shoulders.

He gives you a small countdown to jump into his arms. You wrap your legs around him, finally getting settled into eachother's arms. Eyes locked on one another. "What a scandalous position to carry me in Illumi~",You teased.

Illumi's cheeks flushed a bit, before he looked slightly annoyed,"Its not a big deal..You're just really beautiful."

"Oh? Am I just beautiful to you? Im hurt...put me down",Still teasing him.

His grip on your waist is a bit stronger, though you were as light as a feather to him,"You're more than beautiful to me Y/n. You are Irreplaceable, Intelligent, your personality like no other–"

Illumi wasn't so good at expressing his feelings. He was still so new to it. So to you, for him to say something like this it was absolutely cute to you. "Thank you Illumi". Majority of the time Illumi was emotionless, there were rare moments when he shown emotion. Because he wasn't so good with words he made sure to show you. Fortunately, this was one of those moments. His long, rich black locks tangled between your fingers. Your hands hold his face still, pulling him closer. You kiss his cheek leaving little lipstick mark behind. You giggled, alerting Illumi. "Whats wrong?"

"Nothing~ I just got a little lipstick on your cheek." You take your thumb, before licking it then rubbing his face. "There- all gone!" Illumi, still gazing up at you. He begins walking forward as before. A slight rustling of your clothing, your back hitting something solid. "Illumi? Baby?" He silenced you with his lips.

You pull away gasping.."I-Illumi.." Once again, with you against pressed against the tree.. Gently setting you down on your feet, with one hand on your cheek, and the other on your waist. Tilting your head upward, Illumi leans in for a kiss. His soft feathery lips carressed against yours.

Taking the opportunity to stare at one another for a bit. Your fingers stroking the assassin's face, playing in his hair, taking the time to observe one another's features. Right when the two of you lean in for a kiss—

Illumi's movements were so smooth and airy. Once the both of you pull away from eachother, you pulled him into another kiss by his shirt collar. Which caused him to lose his balance. His hands reaching out before him to keep himself from crushing you, caging you in against the tree; his hands were placed on each side of you.

Pulling away, Illumi whispers lovingly to you. "Ha...So pretty–"

"Ehem..Welcome home Master Illumi.."

The two of you freeze. You push Illumi away, proping yourself up against the tree.

"T-Tsubone! Heyyy..! Oh! Miss Amane too?"

The pair just gazed at you two, Illumi dusts himself off as he got out of the bushes you'd just pushed him in. "Master Illumi, your mother is waiting for you. I recommend not keeping her waiting any longer."

"Yes", Illumi grabbed your wrist leading your wrists and leading you past the two butlers,"Next time, please refrain from interrupting Y/n and I's intimate time together."

They both bowed as you walked past them. You'd look back waving to the both of them. Now looking forward at Illumi, accidentally catching a glimpse of his flustered face. It was obvious he was embarrassed Tsubone caught the two of you on the verge of making-out.

You stop him, this grabbing his attention as you instead of his hand clasping your wrist, you intertwine fingers. You can almost see a smile pierce his face. This time you drag him along.

His eyes staring, falling in love with you again. Something about you makes him question..How could he get so lucky with a wonderful person like you? Always so outgoing, so smiley, so happy. You were what illumi needed in this world.

"I love and cherish you Y/n..Always." See? Assassins are capable of love too ♡

Written on January 18th

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idk if you do hxh mbs, but can you do a dating kurapika moodboard thank yeww 🫶🏼

Dating Kurapika <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : ofc I can!!! 💕💖

I saw you do hxh as well, can I ask for a dating Illumi moodboard? Inwould really appreciate it 💕

Dating Illumi Zoldyck <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : yes yes yes my baby my baby my baby 🥹💕💖

I love love love Feitan so much

I wanna give him those kids so badly

Make that happy lil life it’s so sweet

I want you to (part 2)

Here's a part 2, hopefully you'll enjoy it just as much. I'm going to work on your requests again. Enjoy reading 🤍✨

PS: I really want to continue Soft Spot, anyone any ideas? 🥰

WARNINGS: smut - angst

Word count: 1979

“I got something for you”, a soft smile on his face. “An envelope?”, I frowned. “Open it”, a spark in his eyes. “No, you didn’t. How did you get tickets to the opening of his art show? W-we weren’t invited”. “Well, now you are”, he chuckled. “How did you-“. “Doesn’t matter”, he gestured for me to come over, “Everything for my princess”. “Thank you”, I hastily sat down on his lap before plastering kisses all over his face. “I can’t believe I get to be one of the first persons to see his work”. 

I sighed as I relived the memory. How could he fake something like that? He seemed so content, so proud of himself for making me happy… Now, he wanted nothing more than to see me cry. It all felt so cruel to me; so unfair.

“I don’t want to today”, my eyes glued to the floor as I sat down on the bed. “I don’t care”, his hand softly wrapped around my throat, “I’m going to make you mine”. “I’m already yours”, I whispered as my hands were tied behind my back. “Because I force you to”, he took a step back. 

I rubbed my wrists together, to loosen the rope around them. I didn’t understand why he tied my wrists together, there was nowhere for me to go; nowhere I could go. 

“Blue suits you well”, his eyes studied the lingerie he chose for me, “Goes well with those bruises I gave you yesterday”. 

A sudden hate started to rise to my throat. I didn’t want him to find me pretty. At least not like this.

“Those aren't bruises”, I narrowed my eyes, “You bit me”. “Only because you were acting like a brat”, he roughly grabbed my jaw. “Let go”, I tried to pull away. “Again? Haven’t you learned your lesson?”, a disgusted look on his face. 

Feitan never hurt me. At least not like he hurt others. Sure, he bit me, he sometimes even scratched my back a little too hard, but he never cut me. He never even tried to break my fingers or my leg. He never did any real damage. 

“What are you going to do? Bite me? Like a dog?”, a defiant look in my eyes. “Watch it”, his eyes grew dark. “Or what? I’m not scared of you”, I sat up straight. 

 H-huh?, my eyes widened as I felt the back of his hand against my cheek. This was the second time he hit me. It was a sudden reminder of his strength. 

“On your hands and knees”, his voice colder than usual as he freed my hands. “N-no”, I loudly swallowed. “I won’t hold back this time”. 

He didn’t need to raise his hand. The way he looked at me was more than enough to make me obey. 

“Good”, he got behind me as his fingers gently traced over my spine. I flinched once I felt his cold fingertips. “Oh? What’s wrong?”, he mocked as his hand wrapped around my hair. Without saying anything else, he pulled my head back as his lips hovered next to my ear. 

“Scared?”. 

“Yes”, I tried to hold back tears. 

It was best to just go along, to give him what he wanted.

“I thought you weren’t scared of me”, he pushed my head into a pillow as his other hand gently pulled my panties down. “N-no”, my knees pulled together like magnets. “Don’t”, he softly pulled them back open with his knee. A chuckle as he looked down, his digits already where my body needed them the most. 

I closed my eyes in shame. I didn’t want him to notice how much my body needed him.  

“I’m going to breed you until you can’t walk anymore”, his tip already pressed against my entrance. “Even when I hit you, when I hurt you, you’re body still wants me to fuck you. Isn’t that funny?”. 

“Please Feitan”, I closed my eyes, not sure what I was pleading for. I didn’t want him to stop, but I didn’t want him to continue either. It was a constant battle. 

“I can’t wait to see your belly”, he grunted as he pushed in, “You’re going to look fucking perfect with my baby inside you”. 

“F-fei-“, I lifted myself as he pushed even deeper. 

“Fuck, you’re so tight”, he chuckled as he picked up the pace, “I want to see you cry, you know that? I want to see that cute nose turn pink, your eyes all swollen… But you’re already used to this, aren’t you? You’re used to being my pretty doll that I get to fuck whenever I want”. 

Used? I didn’t need to get used to it. I enjoyed it every time. Even if I cried, even if I begged him to stop... I never really wanted him to.  

“W-wait”, I tried to protest as he flipped me onto my back. “What if I carve my name in your skin, would you cry then?”, a sudden edge in his tone.

I closed my eyes in response. I didn’t want to see the look in his eye; the joy he felt.

“Tsk”, he clicked his tongue as he got more rough. It seemed that he got agitated for an unknown reason. 

He didn’t want you to know how soft he was for you. He really wanted you to be scared for him, but he didn’t enjoy seeing you like this. He couldn't keep this up. His heart ached at your hurt.

“Don’t worry”, he softly guided my chin so I could look at him, “Won’t do stuff like that. Not to you”. 

An unwilling flutter in my stomach. 

“J-just keep going”, I arched my back. “Don’t worry”, he let his head rest against mine. A sign he wanted to feel my touch. “You’re such a good boy”, my hands gently wrapped around him, “You’re always making me feel so good”. 

He didn’t know what happened inside him; why there was this sudden warmth running through his veins. 

“More”, a whisper I could barely hear. “You’re going to make me come”, I gently grabbed his hand, guiding it to where I needed him the most. “Fuck Feitan”, I smiled as my breaths got heavier, “You’re making me feel so good”. 

He pulled away. His eyes were now glued to my face. There was this unsure look on his face; as if he didn’t understand what was happening. 

“I want you to come with me”, my eyes rolled to the back of my head, “Want you to fill me up. W-want to have your baby”. “Y/N-“, his eyes widened as I pulled him closer each time he pushed into me. He didn’t answer. For the first time, he stayed quiet. ‘F-fei”, I softly sighed as I came undone. He followed shortly, but there was no warning when he came. No sigh, no moan, nothing. 

“Feitan?”, I sat up straight as he got dressed. “I’m going to tape your mouth shut next time”, he sat down next to me again, “You’re getting too confident”. 

My eyes went round in disbelief as I noticed a smile on his face. 

“I want to have twins”, his smile disappeared again, “A boy and a girl and I’m going to give them everything I didn’t have. A loving mother, a warm house, toys, books, … I want to go on holidays together, I want to celebrate Christmas, I-“, he suddenly paused. “I know you don’t want to be mine, but I know you’re going to give our children everything they need”, he looked to the ceiling, “Just as I know you’d protect them with your life if necessary”. 

He was beautiful when he showed his soft side. I could look at him forever when he was like this. 

“I need to go out at night, for work. I’ll see you in the morning”, he placed an awkward kiss on my temple, a gesture he probably never meant before. "And don’t try to leave. I’ll have someone here to watch you”. 

—-

“Get up”, his cold voice rang from behind the door, “Breakfast is ready”. I wanted to rebel, to tell him I wasn’t hungry, but it would be futile. “Y/N?”, he raised his voice from a lack of response. “Just a minute”, I forced myself to answer before putting on the clothes he laid out for me. 

Every day, around 6 AM, he’d come into my room and neatly lay out clothes for me. Yesterday it was a short skirt with a Ralph Lauren sweater, the day before there was a beautiful, pink dress… 

“I want to wear sweatpants”, I sighed while I adjusted my skirt. For some reason, he gave me an extra short, black dress today, paired with some Lousboutins. Needless to say, I didn’t feel very comfortable. “Hm?”, he raised an eyebrow as he took a bite from his toast. “N-nothing”, I hastily forced a smile on my face. “Eat”, his eyes low. 

God, I hated this silence. There was nothing left for me to do other than wait. 

“I need you to do something for me”. “What?”, I softly replied. “Went out last night”, his brows pulled together, “I need you to take care of me”. “Take care of you?”. “I’m hurt”, he slowly stood up, “I need stitches”. “I-I can’t… I’ve never-“. “Bathroom”, he interrupted my nervous pleas. “B-but-“. “Won’t ask you twice”, his cold eyes stared into mine. 

I nervously shuffled behind him, scared to admit that I couldn’t stand the sight of blood. 

“I’d normally ask Machi”, he grunted as he leaned against the sink, “But she’s on a mission”. “Okay”, I wrapped my arms around my waist as he took off his shirt. “See?”, he looked down at the wound. 

My stomach started to turn. Feitan had wrapped a bandage around his waist in an attempt to stop the bleeding, but the once-white fabric had already turned red. 

“Here”, he grabbed a couple of things out of the cabinet. “D-don’t you need something for the pain?”, I slowly walked closer. “It’s fine”, he grunted as he got rid of the bandage. 

Right. I should’ve known better than to look at the wound. 

“What?”, his cold eyes grew more tired by the second. “N-nothing”, I tried to get some feeling in my fingers by shaking my hands. “Hurry, it hurts”, he let his head fall back. I nodded before I cleaned his wound. 

So far, so good.

“Shit”, Feitan grunted at the stinging sensation of the disinfectant. “Sorry”, I softly responded before looking at the needle. “It’s fine, just hurry”, he looked to the side. “S-so”, I cleared my throat as I held out the needle. 

I couldn’t do this. I knew I couldn’t. Why did I even try? 

“Think 8 stitches are enough”, he pulled his brows together as he examined the wound. 

I just nodded as my head started to spin. The wound looked even more awful as blood kept dripping down onto the cold tiles. 

“Y/N?”, Feitan’s voice sounded strange. As if he was yelling from far away. “Y/N?”, he repeated as dark spots took over my sight. “Fuck”, he gritted his teeth before catching me. 

—-

“Hm?”, I grunted as I tried to figure out where I was. “Finally”, Feitan sighed, “You were out for a couple of hours”. “A couple of hours?!”. “You were probably tired. It’s not like you sleep much at night”. “H-how do you know?”. “Doesn’t matter”, he placed a bag on my lap. “What’s this?”, my brows pulled together. “Sweatpants and a sweater”, a discontent look on his face, “You wanted some, right?”. “Y-yeah”, I softly replied. “I got some more clothes. They’re already in your closet. Wear whatever you like”. "Y-your wound-", I didn't care about the clothes. "Already took care of it", he lifted his shirt, "Now get some rest. You're tired".

𖤐 — foot job, foot fetish, nsfw, idk chrollo being a different type of freak, he gotta thing for feet idc what anyone says.

Chrollo Lucilfer would get you a dainty little anklet (no doubt stolen), just to be able to put around your ankle and touch up on your feet without it being strange. It starts with him fitting the chain around the small expanse of your ankle clasping the two ends together. Chrollo continues by placing a chaste kiss on the inside of your ankle where the small chain rests, then another to the top of your foot, toes curling and perfectly manicured nails moving at the sensation. Chrollo brings your other foot into his hand pulling it to his groin and rubbing it along his clothed cock, getting himself hard with your foot. Understanding you begin to rub along his cock, causing Chrollo to let out a sigh at the needed friction. He drops your foot in favor of pulling his slacks and boxers down, his hard cock springing free from its confines and hitting his clothed abdomen. Giggles began to resonate from you as you bring both feet up to Chrollo’s erect cock, slowly jerking him off. Chrollo’s eyes closed in bliss, one of the few moments the man would be seen without his guard up. The man was in pure ecstasy when his cock was getting stroked by your pretty little feet.

masterlist

Could you write what kinks you think chrollo may have?

𖤐 — nsfw, kinks ofc, def not all but sum of my faves for chrollo <3

Feet — I’ve said it once before but Chrollo definitely has a thing for feet. He likes seeing them in heels when you dress up for him. He’ll paint your toenails, making sure to pick the colors perfectly to match you best. He’ll steal dainty little anklets, just to be able to put them on you.

Hair Pulling — Not only does he like pulling your hair during sex, but he loves nothing more when you start to tug on his. He loves it when you thread your fingers through his soft black hair, tugging gently to get him closer as he eats you out. Your hands pushing at the back of his head when you both go in for a heated kiss, touch tangled into his hair just like your tongues.

Eye Contact — There’s something so intimate about staring into your eyes while he’s inside of you. He’ll glance down every now and then to look at the way he’s pushing into you, staring right back into your needy eyes when he looks up. It’s the reason he always wants to fuck in missionary.

Praise — It’s his favorite thing to do because it’s nothing but the truth. Every groan of how pretty you sound when you moan for him, how good you are for him, how perfect you are— how perfect your pussy is, he means every last breath of his praises to you.

Creampie — Something about watching his cum drip from you, seeing your pretty little pussy twitch from the fullness of his cum inside you, he’d never get enough of it. Just being so completely raw while inside of you, feeling himself drag against you with nothing in his way, knowing he could violate and ruin your cunt at any moment.

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How do you think chrollo would take care of his s/o if they were blacked out drunk or so high they could barely function do you think he would take advantage of the situation or do you think he would take care of his S/o or even both?

𖤐 — nsfw, alcohol, dubious consent, public stuff, pool stuff, idk took the prompt and ran w it

Slurred words and wavering movements are all you are as you make your way to Chrollo, you’d slipped right from his grasp the second the two of you entered the venue in favor of finding the alcohol, and giving Chrollo his time to steal what from who.

But now here you were, as gorgeous as ever, albeit a little sloppy than what he’s used to while sober. Your hips swayed beautifully, the red satin of your dress moving flawlessly with your waist, hips, and bra-less tits— he could only imagine what your ass would look like, your hair was slightly tousled from your drunkenness, once untouched makeup now slightly smudged from your carelessness, every last inch of you was drunk in greedily by not only Chrollo but others as well. He can understand the prying eyes, but only to an extent, and he wouldn’t hesitate to kill them if they tried anything more.

Soon Chrollo finds himself as your babysitter during the drive back to your shared motel room, he opens the car door for you grabbing your waist before you can fall over yourself. You're fine he soon realizes as you steady yourself and drag yourself from his grip, making your way to the motel pool. The black-haired man huffs, amused by your behavior but soon follows you to the gated and fairly private area, you slip in the gate before him, blocking you completely from his view.

And as he slowly opens the gate door he can’t help but smirk at the sight of your bare tits— your bare everything, the only piece of clothing being a lacy black thong, that left nothing to the imagination. Soon Chrollo finds his own clothes (minus his boxers, it was only fair) on the floor beside yours. He’s on you by the time you come up for air, a hand is on your face pushing back your wet hair as his other pulls your body towards his, you grind yourself against him as he leans in to kiss you. He can taste the alcohol on your tongue as he moves to push you toward the deepest part of the pool, propping you up against the wall, making it easier to grind against each other. Your bare tits are pressed against his bare chest and you can feel his hard-on pressing against you under the water.

“Let’s go inside, yeah?”

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𝚁𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚔𝚢

𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝, 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚠𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗

Her hair couldn’t just stop getting into her eyes. It was a terrible decision to just cut her hair days prior to the exam.

Arriving at the big tunnel, she started looking at the rest of the competitors, so many of them will give up or die on their way to become a hunter, with a low humming she made her way to join the rest, her hands finding comfort in her sweater pocket while walking right after the tag with her number was located over her chest, stopping her from moving a stranger approached her with a welcoming smile.

“Hello there, rookie! Would you like to have some refreshing juice to calm the nerves?”

He was accompanied by other three guys, yet her eyes immediately turned towards the blonde, his expression was stoic while the other two were smiling, her skin flushed as his eyes looked all over her frame. A quick nod was all she gave away before coming near the group, making a small bow in greetings to the others.

“Welcome to the exam! My name is Tonpa, it is an honor to make new friends and meet new competitors, just like I said to my friends here, this is my thirty-fifth attempt!” the smile on his face made his eyes close, she just left out a nervous giggle feeling the eyes of the rest over her, yet before any reply could come out of her, the smaller kid presented himself and the other two. Gon, Kurapika and Leorio, just in that order. After all greetings were provided, Tonpa delivered a drink to all of them.

“This is my first try with the exam, is it yours as well?” the soft response prevented her from drinking, which seemed to be the right decision as Gon just spat the drink. Even after the man apologized and they all dropped the drink, suspicious was left in the air.

“What a talkative old man…” Leorio said after Tonpa left the group. A sigh left her body, it seems there’ll be obstacles not only in the test but the in other fellows as well. “Never mind! So, you were saying this is your first time making the exam?”

“It is! My aunt is a hunter as well! She inspired me to go this way, I want to see the weirdest of animals that are in this world” her hands clasped as the group began to make a conversation that later will develop into making all four of them bond.

𝙿𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝

Nothing was as exciting as to be with the whole group again, even more if in the process of it there was a visit to a city she has never been before. Yorknew City was as bright as the sun and full of new adventures. Unfortunately, the exact place of the reunion in the city was never spoken with the rest of the group, after arriving at the hotel she’ll be staying there was nothing else to do but make a call for information.

“Hello? Who is this?” a bored like voice answered.

“Killua! I’ve called you a millionths times over this exact number, why don’t you just save my contact, punk?” giggles were all she could listen next, and yet with a huff of annoyance she listened to the excuses on the other side of the line, allowing herself just a tiny smile towards the kid’s joke. “Anyways! I am in Yorknew City, when and where will we meet? I cannot wait to see you all! You must have grown… like what? Three centimeters over all this long time?”

“Hah, baka! I am sure you cannot wait to see us, especially a slim blonde fellow with magical red eyes, right?”

Curses and puns were delivered over both sides of the line, luckily a date was made for the four of them. Gon and Killua managed to get with Leorio during their visit to the market, Killua mentioned. An hour later, she was entering the coffee shop Killua told her to go, she moved faster at the table once she identified the classic tuxedo Leorio usually wears making her dress dance with the air while her friend just caught her weight with ease and surprise. Gon screamed her name and Killua laugh at the way the napkins and salt in the table just fell for the impact she caused.

“Guys! I am so happy to see you all.” Her smile was as big as it could be, she parted from Leorio’s arm and turned around to pinch the cheeks of both kids in the other side, making one laugh and the other roll his eyes. “you kids look so handsome!”

“You look so much like a girl I almost do not recognize you!” bold, Killua just needed a simple phrase to bother her much, but Gon used the moment to squeeze himself under the table and go towards her friend’s arms once again.

“You look so beautiful!”

“Thank you, Gon. And you, platinum kid, the only thing I can say is almost illegal to say in front of a young human” her eyes rolled but she corresponded the nice hug Gon gave to her. “Have any of you contacted Kurapika? Last I knew he was looking for a job… haven’t heard of him in a while…” looking at the options over the table, she took a sandwich.

“Is sure that he will come… haven’t you heard the news?” Leorio serious glance took her breath away, it wasn’t common for him to be like that.

“I arrived today… barely had time to prepare myself and come here, why? What happened? Is Kurapika okay?!” whisper screaming she put her sandwich down, looking at the face of them three.

“Calm down, lover girl. The new is this…” Killua handed her the pamphlet with the faces of some members from the Phantom Troupe and the prize of their heads.

Calming down, she sat and listened to their plan to capture them to get some millions and be able to win the bet for the Greed Island game. Leorio interrupted their conversation to make a sign for them to look at the window, of course, there were two of the spiders sitting outside, looking at the pictures their matching names were Nobunaga and Machi.

“Shit, when you fuckers told me to come here, I was expecting some nice lunch, not to chase criminals” hissing and taking deep sight, she took the pamphlet and save it in her small bag. Taking a drink of her soda, she spoke again. “Weird… they are being chased but still hang out in public, they are clearly trying to catch someone… but who?”

“Impossible to know… but we are not here to catch them, they are way too strong for us.” Killua continued talking about the time his father killed a member of the troupe. The situation was tense and her grip tight in her glass, they had no chance to capture them, specially not with a girl in a short dress, as Killua remarked.

After paying for the meal, they were divided in two groups, Gon and Killua were going to chase them down while Leorio and her will take care of the auction. She was sure they both can take care of each other and themselves, but the idea of any of them getting trapped by the same people that killed all Kurapika’s clan was still eating her brain alive. During the rest of the day, she kept herself busy, the auction was going well and Leorio was talking her ear off with any nonsense that came into his brain. When the night began to set, she followed Leorio and Zepile to celebrate the progress they made for the kids. She laughs among them, but didn’t drink as much, after checking the hour every five minutes, Killua and Gon walked through the door.

“Captured?! Is that why you did not answer the phone? Are you kids okay?” her pulse went up again, hands touching their heads and faces looking for any harm until it was stopped by Gon’s hands. She listened to all their explanation worried but relieved they were in one piece.

“Kurapika? You got a hold of him?” Leorio was surprised as excited and confused, she could feel the nausea in her throat at the mention of the chains, something didn’t feel right about all the situation, but there was nothing left to do but wait until the five of them could be together to solve any question.

“Hey, (T/N), why don’t you come with us? Leorio and Zepile will be busy with the auction” Gon suggestion made her blush for no reason, so much had happened during the day, and she could not wait to just take a sleep and forget about the world... and seeing back her crush friend.

The next morning was as good as it could be. The hotel room was cozy and warm, a nice shower woke her up completely but the terrible decision of what to wear was already giving her a migraine. I am not nervous, Kurapika is just a friend, there is nothing to be nervous about in here, she throws the nice blouse with more strength that necessary and screams in silence when her phone begins ringing with her incessant alarm sound.

At the end, the long summer blue dress gets chosen out of any option with a white cardigan on top, her hair was braided, and her makeup was soft and delicate, but none of it seemed fit in her anxious mind. Before she could try and change into other clothes, the phone began ringing again, this time it was a call, the other side of the line only reminded her that it was a bit late and they were already buying food, but Kurapika was not there yet, and she thought that only a sweet angel like Gon could be as calm while she was freaking out. The arrive at the park was easy, the cardigan provided enough fabric to just hold and stop playing with her fingers, since when do  I behave like this? Kurapika has seen me looking worse before and dressed like a boy.

Gon and Killua were eating and throwing food at each other, the sight in front of her made her steps began to lose their rhythm, slowing bit by bit, Kurapika was standing there and laughing at the sight the kids were offering, until, of course, Killua screamed her name and called her over. She felt the three pair of eyes in her form and hug herself in the cardigan again before stopping in front of them, cheeks incredibly hot. With a defeated breath, her eyes locked with another grey pair who looked surprised, yet a tiny smile formed in his rosy lips.

“Kurapika… it’s been a while, is so nice to see you!” the way her lips murmured his name felt so precious, it felt so right to just repeat his name over and over, like a love song.

“What? That’s all? She jumped over us yesterday and filled us up with hugs and kisses” the cattish and mocking tone in Killua’s voice caused her skin to crawl in horror, her head turned as quick as it could without breaking her own neck, a look over her expression was enough to make the platinum kid fall in his back, laughing of her disgrace. “Don’t worry, Kurapika! It was also hard for me to realize she was the same girl we made friends with.”

Her limps both fell on her sides, there were tears on her eyes for all the embarrassment she felt, but there was a stronger need… the need to torture the kid in front of her, but as quick as she was to run over to him Kurapika’s arms held her in place with little giggles coming from his lips. He turned her around and hugged her properly for the first time ever. It felt as if heaven opened for her, but she could not breath yet slowly she returned the hug.

“Please, do not deprive me from your affection or I’ll feel left out” his delicate voice only made her heartbeat faster, taking a small breath she laughs a bit before being delicately put out of the best hug she ever had. “And I will always recognize you, no matter what you wear.”

“Kurapika…” she was giggling now. Why was I so nervous? This is Kurapika, he’s just as sweet as honey. “I promise I will not, Killua is just exaggerating, I didn’t shower them in hugs and kisses…”

“Uhm, I do hope you didn’t, especially with Leorio, he might get the wrong idea…” his fingers pinched her warm cheek, while his grey eyes traveled over her figure over again. “You look very beautiful, definitely different…” he guided her towards the mat in the floor with his hand in her arm. Taking the cardigan off her shoulders before helping her sit and cover her legs with the same fabric.

“Well, I was in the Hunter Exam and definitely was not going to wear a skirt or a dress for it” her eyes rolled with humor, being helped to sit made her stomach explode with butterflies, his hands were so delicate against her skin. “By any means, is so nice to see you again, you’ve been busy… enough to not pick the phone.”

Three days later all her heart could feel was a constantly pain, worry about what the future might bring to all of them, and what plans did Kurapika had for the future. He was laying still on the bed, while she paced through the small room, before deciding to go at the kitchen to take a break from the sad image of her beloved laying sick. Stealing a chocolate that belongs to Killua, she sat by the window letting the wind mess his hair and dry her watery eyes.

“There is nothing as relaxing yet exciting as the melody the heart plays when is in love” the calm voice distracted her, her eyes went to Senritsu, the new friend Kurapika made during his work. “Even in sickness sounds with a strong fierce…”

“I wish I could hear it… your power is truly amazing” that was all answer she could mutter, even breathing felt like a challenge hard to face. Taking every piece of the chocolate, she began eating them with the idea of distraction.

“For me, is impossible to ignore it every time the two of you share a room. Just the proximity or the thought of the other one makes your hearts play the best song ever” Senritsu allowed herself to touch the sad girl’s hand, trying to show any support for her.

“There is no space for love in Kurapika’s life, Senritsu. I knew it back there, the moment he told me about his clan genocide. And I’ll do the same if I were him, there is no worse pain than lose the warmth of your home… but, fuck, it hurts, you know? Thinking whenever he’ll put one of them down his life is also ending.” Nails hurting the skin of its palm to not cry or let her voice falter. Biting every piece of the chocolate stronger, as if that will stop the ache in her heart. “Is not even a matter of romance, I mean, aren’t we friends? Seeing him like this just kills me, I don’t want it for him nor any of you… maybe I should switch job, my sensible heart can just take so much.”

The final joke made them both giggle a bit, the pain in her transforming into a wholehearted laugh only stopped for the owner of her pain entering the kitchen. Kurapika took a bottle of tea out of the refrigerator, looked over at her and went to Gon and Killua room.

“It might be worth, if anyways my life it’s going to end, to know I was loved so much.”

“Everyone knows, I doubt I need to say it out lout. Besides, I do not wish to know his answer now, not knowing how it’s meant to end. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life wandering how it would’ve been, or what if, none of that.” Resignation set on her heart, knowing the future didn’t mean it was easier to move on, but it provided the security of avoiding more vulnerability.

“This might be the last chance you have to do it. It doesn’t mean you’ll get what you want, but isn’t better to open your heart and be true than hide it and later regret it?” Senritsu didn’t wait a minute longer, taking her hand once again to guide her to the room where Kurapika and Gon were talking, both looking at her once her figure was seen in the door frame.

Wide open eyes turned to search for Senritsu, but she was already out. Gon stood out quickly, calling for Killua at the other room and leaving them both alone. Heartbeat louder now and warmer cheeks closing the door behind her, before choosing to sit next to the boy she loved the most.

I guess it really, it’s now or never.

“I am so happy to see you stand… look at your eyes, you seem still tired” her hand caressed the skin of Kurapika cheek with tender care, if this was going to be the last time they’ll see each other, might as well go all over.

“I’ve felt better, I won’t deny that… but I feel well now to keep going” grey eyes looking at hers, his hand covered the ones in his cheek, getting ready for the goodbye that what was coming.

“I- I know that you know what I’m about to tell you, but Senritsu said something about knowing you were loved before dying and then took me to the room, now here I am rambling and about to die of a heart attack at any minute” it was hot, she thought; the room turned hot even if the sky was cloudy. Taking off her hands of his face and moving her hair out of her eyes.

“You don’t have to do anything that you don’t want to-“ fingers stopped any word coming from his mouth, her watery eyes were such a sight that made his heartbeat grow faster too.

“I’ve had the biggest crush in you since the moment I saw you, Kurapika. I thought with time, since we became friends, it will pass… but it didn’t. It became stronger. I knew I had no chance with you since always, and I know that the future would end up breaking us apart since your mission is to avenge your clan. Your Nen, the spiders, your conviction… you won’t stop, and I won’t ask you to do so, either.” Heart open and her smalls sobs filled the room and heart of Kurapika. “And neither I want to know if you reciprocate my feelings, I just want you to know that I love you so dearly and so much. I’ll burn the world if that’ll meant you are happy. So, when you fail, if you do so, I hope you are well aware that in some other part of the world there is someone that will wait for you, even if it takes this whole life or another, for them to meet with you again.”

Her hands covered her crying face while she stood, there were no more words left to say. The table was served and her heart totally open. Her instinct was screaming at her to run away from this scene and forget it ever happened, but a pair of arms held her tight and still. It felt like hours, but only some minutes passed when her cries ceased, another pair of fingers cleaned the dried tears.

“It’s selfish of me to be happy that your feelings for me didn’t die with the passing of time. But I can allow myself to just feel loved by you. And the next time we saw each other, I will confess how deeply craved you are for my heart.” One of his hands took place by her wait while the other moved her head up, deep shiny red eyes photographed by her mind, a small hopeful smile was the only answer he needed before his lips made a trip over her forehead, cheeks and top of her nose.

Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me; screamed her mind.

Take me, take all before the world destroy me; prayed his soul.

Just a couple inches separated their lips from meet each other, but after a strong thunder scared her, they parted ways. Realization falling upon her, she had to return home that same night.

This time she took the initiative, sealing her goodbye with a small kiss on his cheek. That was the last time she saw Kurapika.

𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚜

The world never stopped to surprise all the living creatures simply trying to exist in it.

For so long her life consisted in searching for impressive creatures, studying them, and spread the knowledge. Then, the world was shocked to know that the Chimera Ants evolved to the point of feasting on human and reproducing, mixing themselves with other creatures. The panic and studies around it made her part to the cities where she could get more information. When the Chimeras were eradicated, she had to travel over to meet with older colleagues and her own group in a terrible reunion, her dear friend Gon was on the verge of death.

Supporting Leorio and dealing with Killua’s brother threats took all her will during that challenging time. Their last goodbye was still grabbed on her mind so tightly, even now her heart will get warm at the thought of it.

Before the four of them parted in different ways, Leorio, Gon, Killua and his little sister, Alluka, decided to give her their company while waiting for her dirigible. Knowing only minutes were getting in between their goodbyes, she kneeled to be at the perfect level of the kids.

“You two better not scare me like this ever again, please, I won’t be able to take it.” Her voice broke in the middle of the sentence, but shame and his friends were two words that long ago didn’t matched any more. “I’m in the process of getting a home! And is so big, you all are welcome to crash and stay as you want. Promise me, when you finish your adventures you’ll come to me.” A deathly and serious look made the three kids nod, a laugh leaving her mouth. “Alluka, take care of Killua and you Killua take care of Alluka. You don’t have to return to that place you call home again, the doors of my house are open for you. Doesn’t matter what, how or when.” A small caress on the cheeks of both kids and a small kiss in their foreheads were her last affection for them. It was not long before Killua’s arms hold her as tight as possible while still being gentle, even in their jokes there was more love than anything else. Her eyes were already watery, even if all the bad had already happened. “Gon, you-“ tears were already streaming on her face, even Leorio got in his knees and joined the big hug. The call of her flight was being announced, “You guys have no idea how much I love you all. I’ll have your rooms ready, and food served for our next meeting. Oh, Leorio I have some books that might help you too!” they were all covered in tears and laughter, this was her formed family, the one she chose and built. “I’ll see you soon! Take care, eat a lot and study hard.”

The remind brough tears on her eyes, but she quickly blinked them away, the car arrived at her destination. The big building was dark and old but had a strong presence. There was an old man at the entry, and she walked straight to him.

“Guilliard Lenford, sir?” she asked and bowed at the other’s affirmation. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir, thank you for having me.”

“I was expecting a man, the one I spoke with.” His eyes got smaller as his features turned in confusion. “How can I trust a woman can keep this object under protection? I was to meet with the Ixquic”

“I am Ixquic, sir.” A dry laugh was all answer she gave. “My brother might be the man, but I am the only force of our blood.”

“I was offered a strong soldier to protect this. Do you know how many dangerous people are out there wanting it?” screaming in a whisper and angry, he moved his cane and men with guns came out of every side, the older man wasn’t satisfied. “This is your last chance, leave and you won’t die today.”

“How many men do you need to protect you, after you give me that piece of paper?” she murmured, not moving a single inch of her body, looking bored in his eyes. “That will be the number of men I’ll let alive, the other will be the proof of why I am called Ixquic” his driver was waiting for her, gun in his hand too, aware of all the danger surrounding her.

The click of a gun was the only sound made by the men, still looking at Guilliard Lenford, she shrugged and raised her hands, her aura growing before having the nearest men on his knees and the others paralyzed on the ground. Walking until standing in front of the older man she smiled. “I do not need to touch any of your men to disarm them… as long as there is blood in their bodies, that is” she whispered, closing her fist before they passed out and fell on the hard floor. Moving her head, a soft move of her hand made the older man kneel before her as well. “Now, give the document to me, your part of the deal will be done, and mine will begin.”

“Are they-“

“No, just kind of knocked out. They are alive.”

The building was almost all made of gold inside, turned out that the man that received her wasn’t the owner of the document, nor even of the house, it was just the butler. Now next to her, a tall man with her arm took over his, guided her over the hallways in the building. The building alone could be an entire rarity, and the inside was even more expensive than the whole island.

“Mister Lenford, your house could just become a collectable. Think about it, just need to take every piece and look for a well reward of every element…”

“You are so smart, darling. Unfortunately, the only valuable antique I have is the map I offered your brother… the rest is at today’s prize.” His smile was shiny, and there was not denying on how charming he was since the first moment. Moving her, offering tea, nice words and a whole tour in the property.

His office was as extravagant as the whole mansion, the map was safe inside a red box, and he let her open it and check the item over and over. The document was old and delicate, it showed the places with more magical power and gold in the whole world. The gold was surely there, but it’s said if you get to it, a magical force will kill you immediately if you aren’t worthy of the power that comes with it. The whole map was covered in a special aura, strong and striking.

“You see it, don’t you?” the smile of his lips never leaving him. His perfect factions looked at her with curiosity.

“I feel it, yes. Remind me, why do you want to give this to us?”

“I never told you. But this same cursed paper killed my older brother… maybe another bastard will die because of this, but not another member of my family.” His words were harsh, but out of venom. He wasn’t lying. “The moment this arrived in his hands; he went insane. He created this horrible house, and wanted nothing but more gold, and power… he got it, of course… but the odds didn’t believe he was worth of their cursed money. It would continue, history will repeat itself.”

A shiver ran through her back, she was not ignorant to all the people that died because of it. But the effect of hearing it from someone that lived the experience so closely, made her heart shudder just a bit.

“If you and your brother can run a place with more things like… this” disgust evident, this time there was poison in his words. “Then I just find myself the right people to take this weight off of me.”

Safe and sound in his passenger seat, she was saying her last goodbyes to the so kind man over and over. It seemed not only the map was magnetic, but him as well. Jeff, her driver, was ready to part and started the motor.

“Please, think of my proposition!” he parted from her window. Confused, she looked at him surprised before he answered flirty. “My marriage proposal!”

A sweet laugh was the last thing he heard of her lips.

The car was in a comfortable silence, her bag was secured to her body and the return was even quicker than the arrival. Once they got into the thick woods, two cars came out of the tress and started chasing their car, it wasn’t expected but there was no surprise. The map was desired for many people around the world, including the mafia. Even If they had the advantage, the cars were getting closer to them, getting ready for any attack she was interrupted for the ringing phone just at the same time a shot cut through the air. A surprised scream left her, the shot made her jump.

“Ma’am, the cars have no license plates.” Jeff informed, taking out the gun in this belt. “Should we let them get near?”

“Yes, let them get closer. That way I can have control over them better.”

More shots and shouts, taking off her seatbelt she got ready to jump over the sliding roof. Her phone didn’t stop ringing, one look over it was enough to make her heart miss a beat, Kurapika. It was not the best moment to answer in such a moment, but she needed the cars to get near to have better control over the people inside them so, without thinking much, she answered.

“Kurapika?” her voice sounded way to excited for her like.

“(Y/N)?” her eyes shot open; a bad feeling made her tremble all over. That is not Kurapika’s voice.

“Senritsu, why are you calling me from Kurapika’s number?” her hands began shaking, there was no way this could be good. On her left, Jeff shouted over another shot and her mind began to get dizzy. The cars where closer, she could feel the people inside. Three on the left car, the red one and four in the black one at the right side.

“I… have bad news for you, dear. Kurapika is so… sick and weak… I don’t think he has more than tonight with us, I’m sorry…” Senritsu was still talking but the pitch on her ears made it impossible for her to hear, her arm was taken by Jeff and her body jumped, once again. It was now the moment to act, the phone fell from her hand once she left her torso get outside of the car, her hands were open ready to attack, yet one of the many shots that were raining hit her arm.

“I don’t think he has more than tonight with us” No, Kurapika…

Expanding her aura, two people from the left car pointed right at her. Another car came behind those, her shaking hands closed in fits while she screamed, and then she flicked her hands. Perplexed, she saw how both cars crushed each other and how the third joined the disaster. A fire was formed. The strong movement of the car made her come back of her senses, getting inside the cabin.

“We are getting near the city, ma’am. You’ll be safe in the hotel until we leave tomorrow.” Jeff was quick to talk to her, noticing her lack of words. “Ma’am?”

“Go to the port, we need to leave this island in this moment.” Her hands quickly looked for her phone, messages kept arriving over and over from her friends, denying the situation wasn’t making it better.

As expected, the port was empty at their arrival. No ship was on sight, but she just had to try. Her feet began to run before any thought formed in her brain, stopping right before one of the members of the personal. “When does the closer ship gets here?, I need one now, I’ll pay whatever” she said with desperation in her voice.

“Excuse me, miss. The ship will arrive tomorrow, there is no more ships coming tonight.” The poor girl was surprised but answered very professionally. Looking around for any coming help.

“No, no, please! Look!” she took out her hunter license, almost shoving it in her face, tears coming down her face, the weight of all that happened finally sinking in. “I’m a hunter, I’ll give you any amount of money, just get me a ship, please.”

“Ma’am, I’m sorry, but only two ships come daily to the island… there is nothing more we can do.” A ringing in her ears made her close her eyes in pain, she could hear the same girl asking her if she was alright, but she just walked away, back into the car.

“Take us to the hotel, Jeff” was all she could muster. The pain in her chest was making her dizzy, the thought of using her own power on herself just to shut off was strong in her head. The cars, the recent battle and the map in her bag were just a distraction to her real problem.

Three days later, she finally set feet over her brother’s company, the imposing building never seemed as dull as now. Jeff was still by her side when she came in and gave the box to her brother, who looked as worried and serious as ever, just like when she was younger, and her parents died. She avoided him, his words falling into deaf ears.

An hour later after she arrived at the hotel, when she got the map, Senritsu let her know that Kurapika was already gone.

The walk towards her brother home was silent, the noise of the city didn’t get to pass over her ears. The wind didn’t touch her skin, not even the sun warmed her enough to show any emotion. Three entire days without a single emotion. Instead of walking over the front door, she moved over to the back of the house, avoiding his brother wife as well.

Her room was clean, a note was left over the table besides her bed. Throwing the bag in the floor, she took off her clothes and moved towards the bathroom, were she sad in the bathtub, letting the water wash away the tiredness of the passed days.

“The next time we saw each other, I will confess how deeply craved you are for my heart.”

Her mind pictured that last day, his tired eyes and messy hair. His skin was still warm from the recent fever, it was almost as if she could touch him right there in front of her. Every detail recorded in her mind, his voice was weak and yet she never felt as in love with him as in that moment, or so she thought.

She came out of the bathroom an hour later, taking the note she moved to the kitchen, a small plate with cookies were served and the front door opened, letting Marian get inside walking towards her.

“Oh, darling! I’m so happy you’re here… and just find the cookies!” her voice was raspy and her eyes nervous, not daring to look at (Y/N) face. “I hope you like them… I made them to offer you something.”

“Thank you, Marian.” The girl took a cookie and give it a bite, not wanting to be rude in a house that wasn’t hers. It was the first thing she ate in three days. “I’m not taking any mission now, I’m sorry. I’ll get a break from it, I already told Daniel…”

“No, not a mission from work.” Marian denied, coming to stand in front of her “stay here, please. I don’t want to go to that big camp house all alone-”

“I don’t want to be rude, Marian… but I can’t, besides, Sunshine, I need take care of her.” She reasoned; her cat didn’t like being alone for so long.

“She really loves being outside, I noticed, but since I left I didn’t want her to be outside and without supervision. Give me a moment…” moving to the bathroom door, she opened it and her black cat came meowing as hard as she could, running towards the girl now kneeling to carry her, her eyes already shinning. “See? Since the moment your brother told me I moved everything to bring her, so you won’t deny my proposition of staying.”

“Marian… you know? I won’t hurt myself, please. I have my cat…”  trying any excuses, she kept fighting, her fly was in two hours. Craving for solitude, her head began to hurt, and her stomach felt turned down.

“(Y/N), when your parents died I watched over you every day. You never showed pain, just stopped eating and then fell sick.” Marian eyes were covered in tears that took little to fall “I had to carry your brother, who thought his sister was also leaving him. I have been part of this family for long, I won’t let you go over this pain again, not alone.”

When Marian tried to hug her, she refused. Holding her cat tighter and causing her to hiss and move down. Without more excuses, Marian arms covered her smaller shape, and inside her something finally cracked. A strong gasp left her out of breath, before her body collided on the floor in her knees, tears running like a storm on her cheeks.

“He’s gone… he’s gone, dear. I’m sorry, he’s gone”

Senritsu words were soft that last time, but in her mind they were screaming. Screaming and throwing her dreams and hopes over the window, making her heart turn black and empty. Her limps hold no strength and her will was gone since those words were said to her.

The next morning, the day went as best as I could be. Being scolded and forced to eat by Marian and spending the whole day in the bed. The exhibition for the famous map was happening tonight, and many people were going from all around the world. As in every exhibition, she was expected to go, and as unfortunate as it was, her brother needed to have her there.

When the day was finishing, she was sent to take a shower, she got dressed on an elegant red dress by her sister-in-law. Marian took care of her make up and hair.

“Do not worry yourself, I spoke with Daniel, so he won’t take you to the center of attention. Nobody expects you to be happy today, we just want you to be there.” Marian hugged her from behind and took her hands, so they’ll part together.

At their arrival, many guest and collectors were already there. Marian stood all the time by her side, telling her all the news since she parted and making her laugh a little. Two days ago, a new collection of paintings arrived, and were being showed on the back room, although the main event was captivating everyone. His brother truly out made himself this time.

Wanting to see the new collection, she parted from Marian and went to the room. The new paintings were very colorful, they stood out and were harder to decipher. There were a couple of people also looking over them, but the room was silent.

Moving along, a throat clearing behind her back made her turn. Her eyes opened in surprise, her friends stood there, all of them dressed in tuxedos. The little girl in the group, was in a pink dress. Killua moved faster and held her against him, Gon, Leorio and Alluka joined after.

“Guys, I’m a simple Hunter and a woman, if you keep hugging me, my sister-in-law will have to kill me for ruining the makeup she made, I’ll also look like a clown, and not exactly like Hisoka” her voice cracked, but she still hummed in happiness by the big hug. After all, they were her favorite people in the world.

“So, you always dress like this for these events?” changing drastically the topic, Killua commented her. Eyes scanning her from head to toe, covered in pretty but uncomfortable heels. His sister was faster and hit his arm.

“Oh, Alluka. I needed another girl in our group. Thank you my dear.” Caressing her cheek, she looked at the boys. “My God, you all look terribly handsome, and this princess here is now the most beautiful in the whole event” she smiled, her heart getting a bit warmer at being with her friends. “And yes, I dress myself like this for the events. You annoying and little piece of sh-“

“You look even more beautiful, (Y/N)!” Alluka screamed, making her fall in silence, giving him a dirty look before turning to the little girl, and bend as much as she could to be at her side.

“Dear, we brought a gif with us.” Leorio voice made her snap and stand tall again, interrupting any possible answer to Alluka. “You have to wait here for us, we let it for a moment with your brother.”

“Leorio, why, a gif?” confusion was written on her face, her brother could simply not be really holding something from her, he was in the middle of the event. “So, my brother has the gif? Please tell me your secret, because I can’t take him out of the middle of the exposition to even just talk to him.”

“Well, is more like a miracle.” Gon intercepted, making her even more confused now. Specially after Killua hit him hard at his head.

“Besides, you’ll become the center of attention if he moves from the middle, since someone needs to take care of the event” Alluka also spoke now, making the conversation hard to follow.

“We will go for the gif and come back, out there is full of people, wait for us.”

As they parted, she began to massage her temples. All the emotions were hard to make sense in her head. She could feel the pain take over, taking deep breaths and focusing on the rest of the paintings she found a reason to distract her from crying. Thinking on leave with them once they returned, she looked at the last painting. It was an abstract one, blue and red mixing and creating a refreshing balance. Even if she wasn’t fan of that type of painting, this one caught her total attention.

Giving one step back, she stumbled against someone. Mouth opening, already offering apologies, before looking at the grey eyes already looking at hers. The world froze at that moment, her mind running through the possibilities of having died just in the moment her headache began.

The tuxedo fit his body perfectly, and his hair was styled as well. When he moved one step towards her, his eyes started to shine red. She gasped and moved apart from the phantom in front of her. Her hands started shaking and goosebumps traveled over her spine while her eyes to glowed in tears.

“You died; you died three days ago. Shit, did I just die in my fucking brother biggest event?” bending she hold her hands over her chest, crying in denial.

“(Y/N)…” his voice, that was his voice. The same voice since the first time she met him. Soft and calm. She died and was somehow in heaven, in front of the love of her life; she thought. His hands took her and held her against his chest, letting her cry all she needed. “Since the first moment I saw you, I felt something in my heart telling me you were going to be important for me. When I told you about me, my life, my clan… you just held me, help me and stood by my side-”

“No. No, what the hell is this? A bad joke?” breaking apart from Kurapika’s arms, she turned at the entry of the room, thinking about running away. His arms held her again, tighter this time, not letting her break apart.

“It was Alluka, she came with Killua and saved me, dear.” He whispered over her ear, his own tears making his voice raspier. “I told you; I promised you that the next time we saw each other I will confess my feelings… I love you, and I have loved you for so long… I didn’t want to let you come so close to me; I had a mission to finish. But now…” one of his hands covered her face and guided her sight at his eyes. “All I thought when I was slowly dying was why I didn’t stop you that day from leaving and move away with you… why didn’t I just kissed you back there? I had to die and come back, (Y/N)… I promised on my deathbed that if I could live again, I’ll run to you and never let you go again.”

Holding him and listening to his words, her tears kept cascading from her eyes, but her heart came back to live. In that silent room, she began to laugh and cry at the same time, being stopped only by a soft pair of lips that took all her breath out.

“I’ll never let you alone again, I’m yours… I love you, please accept me, take my love and love me again” he was in total denial of being parted from her ever again, but he needed to hear the right words again.

“You idiot!” she hit his chest with reproach, and took a deep breath, before calming herself. Softly smiling, she cupped his face. “Of course I accept you, Kurapika… I never stopped loving you, never. I’m all yours, just as I was the last time we saw each other, even more, I’ll dare to say.”

“You have to marry me” his glare was serious but his smile break through his face, making his eyes shined even more than normal, causing her heart to miss a beat.

“You must take it slow, Kurapika. We just had our first kiss!” her giggle made his heartbeat faster and his face moved to her neck, nuzzling over her skin before moving apart from her.

“To late for that…” he kneeled and took a little box of his pocket, a golden ring with a ruby stone in the center. “My dearest, would you marry me?”

“Say yes! He already asked for permission!” her brother screamed like an excited little kid, which cause her to laugh before nodding, his friends and family began to cheer and applause. Gon and Killua screaming at the top of their lungs for a yes.

“Yes, I’ll marry you, Kurapika.”

@luujjvi

characters ; chrollo lucilfer.

synopsis ; boyfriend chrollo.

genre ; fluff.

word count ; 0.4k+

boyfriend!chrollo who just looks so handsome reading one of his favorite books. his reading glasses placed on the bridge of his nose, while his slender fingers flip the pages one by one. his long legs propped up on the coffee table—which you told him to keep off because you just finished cleaning.

boyfriend!chrollo who takes you shopping once in a while and fights his urges to steal things for you. he loves when you just enjoy your time picking out what you like and actually paying it with actual cash instead of illegally stealing.

boyfriend!chrollo who actually has cash, starts to buy things instead of stealing because he's trying to change his ways. his troupe disagrees, but he tries his best.

boyfriend!chrollo who reads you to sleep on rainy nights, distracting you from the thunder and heavy rain outside. you're afraid that the rain is going to create a leak in your house, but chrollo disagrees. as long as he reads to you in his subtle, slow tone, those thoughts will go away from your mind.

boyfriend!chrollo who takes you to auctions in yorknew city just for fun. he knows you love it there, seeing people bid on high price items when his troupe could just steal it in a blink of an eye. he loves seeing you in that beautiful dress with and amazing choice of accessories he bought just for you.

boyfriend!chrollo who values you as a treasure just for him. a treasure that no one else can touch or steal; meant for him only. if anyone were to lay a finger on you, that person would be dead for sure. he knows your pacifist nature and doesn't mention the murdering part, just mentions that you're his favorite and most valuabe treasure.

boyfriend!chrollo who takes you out to the rooftop of the troupe's hideout to show you the shooting stars that were happening tonight. bringing a blanket because he doesn't want you to get all dirty while sitting down. he admires as your eyes glow at the sight of the midnight sky, being lit up by the sudden beam of light coming down from space. of course, you two would go constellation hunting too. trying to find constellations that make a certain picture or a symbol.

boyfriend!chrollo who is just there by your side all the time, like a lost puppy, not wanting to let go of you, for he thinks he will forget you. "i'll be fine chrollo, just stay here," you insisted. he doesn't like when you go out alone, especially unattended. he has to fight his distinct urges to go and follow you to make sure you're okay. but, of course, he trusts you. and that trust will never be broken between you two.

a/n ; for god help me please (was on my mind so i thought to write it for some reason).

the hallway was slightly dimmed by the low fluorescent light that decorated the room. a black telephone sat on the right side of the hallway, the wire swaying side and side for it was previously used. 

a six-foot-tall figure stood by the telephone table, his knees slightly bending as he gripped onto the table for some leverage. the dim lighting only added some mood to the moment that he himself was the victim of.

the man started to slowly buck his hips repeatedly begging for release as he whimpered desperately. “not here, honey. anywhere but here.” he pleaded as your head bobbed up and down his length.

your hand massaged the rest of his pale cock—giving the vein that ran on the underside of his cock some extra attention—that your throat couldn’t reach. no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t get your throat to open for those extra inches you desired.

“ri-right ‘ere, gotoh.” you managed to mumble out with his dick still in your mouth. “now.” you demanded, proceeding to suck on the erect, throbbing dick faster.

gotoh was caught off guard and started to entangle his fingers within your hair. his dick immediately hit the back of your throat as you let out a high squeal that sent shivers down his spine. “so, so good for me. aren’t you?” he praised as he continued to force his dick down your throat.

you could feel his cock getting larger and his thrusts getting needier and needier by the moment. “‘m almost there darling. stay with me, alright?” he said as his voice started to get more raspier and paced.

your jaw started to hurt once he started to get closer and closer to his orgasm, but you decided to ignore the pain because you're his good little girl. tiny hands began to hold onto his muscular thighs for some leverage and stability.

your gags could be heard from a million miles away, hoping that none of the zoldyck family members would come in at this moment. “cumming baby, ‘m cumming.” gotoh warned before a few more doing a few more thrusts and releasing into your mouth.

you choked and gagged on his length as he pulled out and took a few breaths. during those few breaths that he took, you swallowed his cum and looked at him with those pretty little eyes of yours. “so pretty baby. so fuckin’ pretty.” he praised as he kissed your forehead and lifted you up carrying you bridal style to his private bedroom that butler’s at the zoldyck mansion had just for themselves.

“be prepared for round two.” he said as he laid you on the bed gently grabbing a gold object in the shape of a circle.

phantom troupe negative traits/habits hcs

*i’m aware that being thieves and murderers are already pretty negative traits but this is more related to their personality 😊😊😊

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chrollo

-unintentionally can sound super sarcastic and condescending

-like if he’s explaining something the cadence of his voice might sound like he’s mocking you, when in reality he just sounds like that

-if you’re in a pissy mood and he’ll ask what’s wrong it kinda sounds sarcastic ?????

-he’ll see you crying and be like:

“are you okay? what’s up?”

and you’ll kinda just be like 🤨🤨🤨 i’m literally crying ???????? what do you MEAN “what’s up?”

-he’ll apologise for sounding sarcastic but he was genuinely asking

-the troupe knows that’s just how he sounds but anyone who doesn’t know him that well just thinks he’s being a prick

shalnark

-literally has zero social awareness

-considering he sees other people as toys, he doesn’t give a single fuck about randos in public

-he’s the type to have a loud conversation on speakerphone on a busy, crowded train filled to the brim with tired people who just got off their 9-5 and want to go home 💔

“hello? yeah, of course i can talk! so today i was-“

“SHUT THE FUCK UP”

“…..anyways so-“

-is always confused as to why people are glaring at him but like i said, he really couldn’t give one

-he also probably sees someone who’s about to doze off or looks visibly irritated and will make it his mission to piss them off as much as possible and strike up a conversation with them

phinks

-extremely sore loser

-if you’re playing a game with him (like mario kart) and he’s about to lose, he will walk away right then and there and quit

-will claim the game is rigged and that’s why he was about to lose (if he wins, he will rub it in and tell you to just improve at the game)

-the troupe audibly groans whenever he asks to join in when they play video games

-one time he unplugged the tv when he lost a game against feitan and shalnark (if he doesn’t win, NOBODY gets to win)

-will claim the other person cheated if he loses

“COME ON!! SHALNARK PROBABLY HACKED THE GAME OR SOMETHING, MAKING ME LOSE!”

“…have you ever considered that maybe you just suck at the game?”

*throws remote at tv*

-just let him win if you want to have a easy breezy life

uvogin

-absolutely zero volume control

-he’s loud in public, but he’s completely unaware how loud he’s being

-this also makes him the worst person to tell secrets to

*pspspspswhisperwhisperwhisper*

“YOU THINK HIS HAIRLINE LOOKS LIKE THE MCDONALDS SYMBOL?”

everyone is staring. the man with the weird hairline you tried to whisper to uvo about is staring. you are extremely embarrassed. you want the ground to swallow you whole.

-to add insult to injury, he also points.

-because of this, it’s super easy to tell when he’s talking about you because he will yell AND point

-he doesn’t gaf who hears

shizuku

-the most brutally honest person you’ll ever meet

-doesn’t sugarcoat anything

-it’s not like she wants to hurt your feelings, but she just doesn’t see the point in beating around the bush or lying

-if she thinks you look fat in something, she’ll tell you. if she thinks you don’t suit a certain colour, she’ll tell you. if she thinks your cooking tastes like actual dookie left out to cook in the desert sun, she will not hesitate to tell you.

-she also will not apologise if she hurts your feelings

-“why do i need to apologise for being honest?”

-she is winning the idgaf war 100%

-will probably forget what she said as well, which makes it worse

feitan

-rather than ask to borrow something of yours like a normal person, he will steal it and then proceed to gaslight you when you confront him about it

-makes sense for him due to his ‘thieves take what they want’ mentality

-will have you convinced that your memory is patchy

“feitan where the fuck are are my scissors?”

“beats me.”

“i know you took them.”

“did not.”

“they were on the counter like five minutes ago and you’re the only one in here”

“no they weren’t.”

-this will carry on until you admit you were wrong for accusing him, or you just drop it

-occasionally he will start drama with the other troupe members by stealing their shit (usually phinks) and making it seem like someone else did it

nobunaga

-quite possibly the most indecisive man you’ll ever meet

-you’d much rather prefer to get sentenced to eternal torture at guantanamo bay than have to ask nobunaga what restaurant he wants to go to later tonight

-“my mind will be made up by tonight, i swear!”

-it wasn’t.

-he’s one of those annoying indecisive people who will insist that you choose, but will get mad if you don’t choose the option he secretly sorta preferred

“i can’t decide between place a or b, you choose!”

“place b”

“really? place a looks much more classy”

“THEN WHY DIDN’T YOU PICK PLACE A?!”

-you’re convinced he’s only acting like this to piss you off, but he’s just like that

-in the end, you have to force him to flip a coin or else he wouldn’t get anywhere decision-wise

pakunoda

-she often gets lost in thought and zones out, which results in her unintentionally staring at people for a little too long

-because of her stern resting face (or rbf), it usually comes across as her glaring at you, which feels a lil uneasy, especially if you’re not close with her

-she will apologise profusely when she comes to, but before she does she will just be looking at you like

👁️_👁️

-as well as this, she will sometimes try and touch you to purposefully see your memories if she’s a bit suspicious of you for whatever reason

-if she thinks you’re lying about something for example, she will intrude your thoughts

-she’s not a particularly touchy-feely person so it’s quite amusing to see her try and touch you for seemingly no reason out of the blue

-a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do 🤷‍♀️

machi

-despite being one of the more upfront and mature members of the troupe, she’s also the worst one for holding grudges

-like she will hold a grudge for literal ages

-there are many she’s had for so long that she can’t even remember why she was mad in the first place

-at this point it’s more about keeping a streak than actually being mad

-best case scenario is that she forgets about it altogether or else best believe she will NOT be forgiving you. ever.

-she’s still pissed at the old guy who stepped on her toes by accident two years ago. and the waiter who tripped and dropped the tray on her eight months ago. or the questionable comment hisoka made last week.

-talks about getting vengeance on those she holds grudges against but can’t even remember who they are or what they did

“i swear i will find them, wherever they are, so they will get what’s coming to them.”

“that’s nice and all, but WHO are they and what did they do?”

“….. it’ll come to me soon hold on..”

-feels incomplete without holding a grudge against someone

franklin

-his big ass does NOT look where he’s walking and will bump into anything and anyone

-don’t expect him to apologise tho

-“apologise? maybe you should watch where you’re going.”

-don’t even try to fight him on this

-doesn’t see it as his duty to move out the way, but the duty of those around him

-the absolute NERVE

-the only reason why no one confronts him about it is because he’s tall and big as hell

-don’t die for getting bumped into

bonolenov

-one thing about him is that when he’s mad, he’ll give people the SILENT treatment

-heavy on silent

-could go for centuries if he wanted to

-and trust he’s a pro at keeping it up

-he doesn’t gaf if you’re in danger, he’ll keep on giving you the cold shoulder

-he won’t stop because he feels bad, but because he just can’t be bothered to keep ignoring you

-he will randomly just start talking to you again one day and will act confused if you question why he’s taking to you again after so long

-he won’t apologise for it tho 💯

kortopi

-his minuscule ass is always stepping on everyone’s trotters

-honestly sometimes he does it out of spite and will give look at you like 👁️ if you confront him

-there’s not much to say about him except he will sometimes accidentally sometimes not step on your feet

i fear i’m missing more members but irdgaf rn so enjoy !!!!! also these are fun to write to pls pls pls give me suggestions xoxoxo

play up- leorio x reader

Summary: After getting yourself into a ruckus, your knee resulted in being scraped. Even though you don’t think of the wound as a big deal, you have a soon-to-be doctor up and ready to take care of you.

ⁿᵒᵗᵉˢ﹕ ᵇʳᵘʰʰ ⁱᵛᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵍˡᵉ ᵈᵒᶜˢ ᶠᵒʳ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵃ ʷᵉᵉᵏ ﹕ᵖ ⁱ ᵏᵉᵖᵗ ᵖʳᵒᶜʳᵃˢᵗⁱⁿᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ʳᵉ⁻ʳᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉᵈⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ⁱᵗ. ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱᵐ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ, ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵉᵛᵉʳ. ʳᵒᶜᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ʳᵒˡˡⁱⁿᵍ. ⁿ ᵉ ʷᵃʸˢ, ᵐʸ ᵇᵒⁱ ʰᵃˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ⁿᵒ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ ᵃⁿʸʷʰᵉʳᵉ. ⁱᵛᵉ ˢᵉᵃʳᶜʰᵉᵈ ᶠᵃʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷⁱᵈᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ˡᵉᵒʳⁱᵒ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ. ʳᵃⁿᵍⁱⁿᵍ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʷᵃᵗᵗᵖᵃᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵃᵒ³, ᵃᵇˢᵒˡᵘᵗᵉˡʸ ᶻⁱᵖ. ʷᵉˡˡ ᵃᵗ ˡᵉᵃˢᵗ ˡᵉᵒʳⁱᵒ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ. ˢᵒ ⁱ ˢᵗᵉᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖˡᵃᵗᵉ ᵗᵒ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ. ᵖˡᵘˢ ˡᵉᵒʳⁱᵒ ⁱˢ ᵐʸ ᵃᵇˢᵒˡᵘᵗᵉ ᶠᵃᵛᵒʳⁱᵗᵉ ʰˣʰ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳ ⁽ʰⁱᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇⁱˢᵏʸ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵗⁱᵉᵈ ᵃᶜᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ..⁾ ˢᵒ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸ  (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

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"You know you really don't have to do this. It's really not a big deal."

"Don't sweat it. How will I become a successful doctor if I can't take care of a little scratched knee?" The four-eyed lanky man said while kneeling between your legs. His ebony hair continued to erect in spikes even after a prolonged session of his daily studying.

You roll your eyes at his predictable response, "Exactly, it's a little scratched. Rub some dirt on it and I'll be fine."

He dabs a wet cloth around the gash; the stinging sensation summons a hiss from the back of your throat. Even though you've gotten scraped more times than you can count, the stinging will never fail to have you squinting.

"Just for practice," he assured, laughing at your response.

"No one's gonna go to a hospital for a scratched knee... You can just put a band-aid on it and call it a day."

As he looks up at you, the setting sun glares off of his glasses, contacting your own eyes. You clamp your eyes shut tight, tight enough to see visions of white stars.

He lets out a little laugh. "Do I have to make up all these excuses just to spend a little quality time with you?"

"Well, you could've just said so.." you pout at him, making him pout back at you in a chain reaction.

Though it's a little embarrassing for him to treat you like a child, giving you a full treatment for a little gash. There's no denying that you like the attention.

The almighty pain of the wet cloth making contact with your gash has you bouncing your leg, trying to ease through the pain. Leorio uses his other hand to hold your calf in place, lightly squeezing the meat.  

The med student squeezes an antibiotic cream onto his hand, gently applying a thin layer over the damaged skin. "Oh- God. Ouch."

Leorio snickers softly to himself over your position. "I thought you could handle this? It's just a little scratched." he giggles.

"Oh, hush." your muzzled voice comes out from behind your clenched teeth, almost as if you're a ventriloquist. "It's just that I've never had such strenuous care for my knee."

Leorio sets the medication next to him, finished with the 2nd step in cleaning your wound. "I'm a soon-to-be doctor!" he replies confidently. "You should have expected this when moving in with me!"

A hum sounds from deep in your throat, "Mm, true, true.” Agreeing with him, you notice Leorio grabbing the skin-colored gauze he had once stored in the bathroom drawers.

“Damn,” you taunted, “I was thinking a band-aid would do, but this is cool too.” Leorio stretches the gauze out, the sound of the stretch interrupts your voice.

“You know it.” He quickly wraps the bandage around your knee, almost quick enough for your eyes to only see the motion. Proving just how skilled he is at taking care of others.

He begins wrapping at your mid-calf, the start of the bandage at the outside of your knee. Without missing a beat, he starts to quickly and smoothly wrap the gauze around your leg, all the way up to your knee. Circling your knee a few extra times to be safe. He finishes the job by securing the bandage with some tape.

“Impressive!” His quick, swift wrapping has you giggling, charmed by his skills.

He smiles at you, slightly bending his long neck to meet your knee. He gives your clothed joint a brisk peck, laughing into the bandage. As his lips leave your knee, you eye a Leorio-sized wet lip print stamped onto the gauze.

“Feel better?” Leorio asks, moving all of his tools into one pile.

You beam at him, feeling butterflies after that gesture. As childish as it may have seemed. You wrap your hands around the sitting man, using all your strength to pull him up.

“Much better.” Even though the scratch wasn’t too painful in the first place, the kind act made you feel treasured.

He smiles at you with heart-shaped eyes, his swarthy iris’s flickered with pride. “I’m glad I could be of service.”

You giggle into his kiss, tickling yourself with your laughter. His Tea Shades are pressed onto your own closed eyes, sure to leave a small imprint.