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(I think that's Pairo in the TV)

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(I think that's Pairo in the TV)

It's been a week since Kurapika walked her home. Her routine everyday was to go to the cafe once in a while, but then there were no signs of him. She haven't receive any messages from Kurapika and even asked Yoongi if he has seen him, and the answer was a simple "no."

She was currently at the cafe, sitting at their usual place. She checked her phone for the time 'It's already 10:00 pm. Where is he?'  She and her friend were the only ones in the cafe right now

Yoongi approached her table as he holds the keys of the cafe "Hey, the cafe is closing already. You should go and rest. He's not coming" He said, concerned for the lonely girl

"I don't get it. Why is he not coming?" She frowned and slammed her forehead on the table

"Did he tell you he was coming?"

"No but, he's always here"

Yoongi sighed. Y/n would always be the last costumer to leave just waiting for the blonde guy "I will tell you if he comes okay? Tomorrow's another day." With that, Y/n nodded and packed her things as she left the cafe with Yoongi

The both of them separated their ways as Yoongi lived in a different area. When Y/n arrived at her apartment, her pet came running to her and greet her by licking her face. This was enough to make her smile and to ease her worry. She directly made her way to her bed and checked her phone one more time to see if there are any messages from him 'Why do I keep on hoping that he'll give me a message?' She kept on thinking what are the possible reasons why he suddenly disappeared and stop communicating with her

After to much thinking, she fell asleep, waiting for what tomorrow comes.

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Meanwhile, Kurapika was still awake, still doing his job 24/7. He was getting busier and busier each day which in result, he wasn't able to go to the cafe to see Y/n. He was still guarding the spoiled brat, Neon, who wanted to buy a lot of dresses for this specific party she is invited to. She wanted to buy a lot to the point that it reaches 1 week or so for her to finish her shopping marathon. Not to mention, Kurapika still has to do the mafia work

Once the day has ended for him, he directly went to the cafe. But to his luck, the cafe was already closed. He wanted to give Y/n a text or a call, but he's worried that he might just disturb her as he is sure the she's already sleeping, it was already midnight anyway.

He made his way to his shared apartment with his friends, Gon, Killua, and Leorio. Killua also  wanted his sister to live with him, so Alluka stayed with them which in total, there are five of them in their large and luxurious apartment

When steps a foot in the apartment, he was suprised that they are all awake, and noisy. Gon, Killua, and Alluka are in their pyjamas as they were laughing, playing, and throwing pillows at each other. On the other side, Leorio was scolding them to keep it quiet since he is still studying.

Kurapika saw how messy the living room is. Pillows and blankets everywhere, and this led him to be mamapika, again.

"What's going on here?" He asked in a firm tone

"Kurapika! Tell them to stop making any noises! I can't focus on my studies!!!" Leorio yelled

"You should shut up too. Stop yelling." Kurapika glared "Clean this up everyone. If you want to play, do it at your room. Not here please"

"Mamapika, you can't tell us what to do" Killua said and rolled his eyes

Kurapika glared at him with his beautiful scarlet eyes, he was already pissed. He is in a bad mood recently. At that moment, Killua knew, he fucked up. But Gon, who is very obedient, followed Kurapika's orders and brought the pillows and blankets to their room

While the three kids are already in their shared room, Leorio was still there in the living room giving Kurapika an accompany at least to ease his stress, it helped a bit but Kurapika cannot stop thinking about Y/n.

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