Kurapika x Reader Romance (18+)

14 - A Surprise from the Blonde

"Wait, actually?" You whisper a bit aggressively, your cheeks still burning. Beforehand, you didn't think of what you were going to say if he happened to feel the same. This half-assed and insecure response is what slipped out...

Well... so much for the moment being perfect. Great job y/n!

Kurapika moves his chest and shoulders apart from you with his hands still wrapped around your back - his fingers clasped together. He's unable to hold in another small grin. His slim fingers travel to the apple of your cheek and tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

"What would make you think that I don't feel the same? I think I've made it pretty obvious." He murmurs. That perfect voice of his tickles your brain perfectly with every word.

You let out a short annoyed sigh. "I must be stupid or something, " you chuckle. "Now that I think about it there were plenty of signs. The first time we spent the night together we basically told our whole life stories... Yeah... I definitely overshared. And we held hands for like, way too long. But it was nice... I felt fine, I dunno."

"I didn't think it was strange." The blonde responds. "When I'm with you, I feel like I did when I was young in my village."

That last sentence struck you with confusion. "What do you mean? What's so special about me? I don't get it Kurapika."

"Everyone who knows me thinks I'm a stick in the mud... which isn't entirely wrong. They rarely say it, but I can tell they think I'm bland. It may not seem like it, but it gets to me..."

"Kurapika look at me." You quip in a stern tone

The blonde looks straight into your eyes, waiting hastily for what will follow your aggressive demand.

"You. Are. Not. Bland! And you're not a stick in the mud! Whoever made you think you are is a fucking idiot."

"It's ok, there's no need to get upset. I'm fine."

He's not fine. He's doesn't see what I see in him! He has low self-esteem, but he hides it so well... way too well.

"Okay, if you think you're fine I won't nag you to open up again, but explain what you said about your village before... like, about how I make you feel like you felt when you were young."

The blonde stops standing and places both hands on each side of your face, half of each hand in your hair. The tips of his fingers lightly tickle your scalp with every breath he takes. You can feel your face becoming flush again, and try to gather yourself. You hate letting a man like him see you in a weak state. Before you have any time to react and suppress your nerves, he brings his face only an inch away from yours.

You quiver as he suddenly closes the gap between your lips and his. His smooth lips gently rub against yours, his mouth almost closing before he pulls his head back. It was more satisfying than a mere peck on the lips, but it also left you yearning for more friction.

You stand in shock.

A/N
IM SORRY this is so short and this took so long to upload, I have like a 5 min window to publish cuz I'm in a cabin for spring break and I only have LTE with one bar 😩 yumm! I'll make small edits to this chapter later, and I will continue this situation next chapter!