Kurapika x Reader Romance (18+)

15 - Two Kisses

!TW! - Mention of Mild Sexual Harassment

(3rd Person Narration - Storytelling)

Y/n is quite the gorgeous girl. She knows that she's good looking of course, but she's humble about it. Boys, on the other hand, get a little too excited by her looks.

Y/n's first kiss was taken in 3rd-grade by a little brat named Ichiro. He chased her around the playground until she got tired and couldn't run anymore. Don't get me wrong, y/n could run like the wind, but that little Ichiro was irritatingly persistent. Long story short, he pushed y/n against the scorching metal slide that had been soaking in the sun too long and gave her a forceful kiss on the lips...

That first experience wasn't too much fun.

Her second kiss was taken when she was a freshman in high school by, yet again, another shit head. His name was Akihiro. One regular Tuesday afternoon after the final bell had rung, he asked y/n to the winter formal that was on Saturday. Y/n's heart fluttered at the thought of the boy who all the girls drooled over asking her to the dance. Y/n isn't an idiot. She's learned from her mistakes, and boy has she made a lot... Including the mistake of accepting Akihiro's offer.

Akihiro spent Wednesday through Friday getting to know her better, and come Saturday, y/n got all prettied up and ready for the dance. A stunning F/C dress, 1-inch heels, and a full face of tasteful makeup exaggerating her prominent features. Akihiro drove little y/n to the dance and was a picture-perfect gentleman... Until the last couple minutes of the event.

As the two were dancing, he left y/n for a moment and came back with all his friends, and they gathered around y/n. "The fuck? I didn't know you were serious when you said you asked this slut to the dance," one of his friends said. His friend had tried to cover his mouth and side-whisper all that to Akihiro, but it didn't go as planned. All of his unpleasant words were heard by anyone close by.

Y/n was so confused. She didn't know what was happening. She thought Akihiro was a pretty stand-up guy. He had been nice the whole night... What changed?

"Don't be a jerk man, I brought you over here to look at her in all her glory, didn't I? You owe me." Akihiro said boastfully, with a smirk plastered across his smug face. The fact that he said "in all her glory" with a playful tone is what really boils my blood.

"Look at her in that little dress, you weren't lying! Asking her was worth it. She usually wears sweaters and stupid shit that covers up her body. This is a nice change," his other friend says back. He must've known that Akihiro asked y/n to the dance beforehand.

"What the fuck is going on Akihiro?" y/n mumbled. Her voice was cracking and her eyes were starting to swell with tears.

Akihiro scoffed. "Dude chill out, We just wanted to see you all like... That! Y'know, with something tight on and stuff." Akihiro then stepped right in front of y/n, and she was cornered. The giant crowd of sweaty, hormonal high school students dancing their asses off blocked her escape from him. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled it towards his face, accidentally ripping her right earring out in the process. He then forced his lips onto hers, trying to get her to melt into the kiss and submit.

She refused. She stiffened her body and kicked Akihiro right in the dick. He yelped and let out a heavy gust of air from the shock and pain. He fell to the floor and curled up into a ball, his friends desperately trying to comfort him. y/n ran out of the gym with her middle finger held high with pride, trying to hold back her tears with a confident facial expression.

After that, to most of the school, y/n was known as the "Piece of shit who pulled that bitchy stunt at the Winter formal."

"He just wanted a kiss," "He didn't do anything wrong, she did!" "She kicked that poor guy in the balls for no reason.".... This is only a small fraction of the things people would say.

Despite y/n's school being consisted of those popular, bland, brain-washed idiots who decided the young man who sexually harassed her was still "cool", there were a few amazing people at that school who sided with y/n. Those rare gems were who y/n hung around with the rest of her time there.

In the present, she often thinks about her first and second kiss- especially about how miserable they made her feel. Those kisses were with awful people. They were way too forced and impossible to enjoy...

Kurapika's kiss was not.

(Y/n's POV after the kiss)

Dammit! Why'd you pull your head back? Keep going!

You stare at Kurapika, who seems to look very content with what he just did to you. "You didn't just do that cuz you're a little drunk right? Did you mean that kiss?" you ask bluntly.

"Of course I meant it, why would I do it if I didn't mean it?" the blonde responds. You could tell he was being truthful by the heartfelt tone that shrouded his words.

He isn't like the others. I mean... yeah... he didn't really ask me if I wanted to kiss, but I deeeeefinitely didn't refuse, and I know for a fact he wouldn't have gotten mad if I pulled away. He's not like that. I want more of him. I've never felt this before.

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