spring break - leopika

moonlight

fun fact; this story was only made bc of a sudden impulse late at night that told me to make an entire account and contribute or else I would die (gotta love mental health issues). that's why the story is kinda fast-paced and very rushed

Since it was made on impulse, I obviously didn't take time writing this and only made a few corrections to a few obvious mistakes (I STILL CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW TO REMOVE THE SPACE IN THE ONE PARTY CHAPTER WHAT THE FUCK).

Anyways, this is the final chapter. I'll try and write other stories!

next time I write I promise it'll be planned way better and not based on an impulse lmfao

also thanks for the support wow? this is my first story and some actually... like it? the comments make my day and yall are funny asf

and y'all better not judge my smut writing bc once i saw someone describe a literal dick as a "meaty packer" so y'all better be thankful

okay let me shut up now damn

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Pairo's advice still lingered in the back of Kurapika's mind.

With Pairo's sensibility, it was a hit or miss, barely any inbetween. On one hand, Pairo gave Kurapika some great advice to help guide him to where he needed to go, and on the other hand, he would ask if he should make an OnlyFans account just because he wants some extra cash to spend. This time, Kurapika knew it was a hit, but deep down, he still had an unsure feeling. He was just afraid, afraid of further rejection.

Talk to him, just talk.
Why was it always hard for him to talk in times like these?

Kurapika could make an award winning speech, but when it comes to expression of emotion? Don't expect anything special.

Leorio still left tons of voicemails for Kurapika to listen to. Kurapika would be dishonest if he said he didn't listen to every. single. one. Some sounded sadder than others, some he seemed optimistic, and in some, he just sounded distressed, like he was worried sick but trying to keep his cool. Kurapika couldn't remember the last time someone had felt genuine worry for him and his well-being besides Pairo, especially since they hadn't even known each other that long.

After this, Leorio couldn't see himself as a doctor. 'If I can't handle something like this, how would I handle a patient's death? A traumatizing scene that I need to take action about?' It took a great toll on his confidence.

After listening to yet another voicemail, Kurapika just sucked it up and called him.

"Leorio?"

"Oh look, Kurapika is alive, and it only took 50 voicemails." He sounded like he just woke up, and there was sarcasm wrapped all around his words. He didn't say Sunshine this time, it's not like Kurapika expected him to, but he missed it already.

"Are... you okay?" It sounded more unsure than like a question.

"Obviously not Kurapika! You suddenly snapped at me as if you had this sudden mood swing, you won't talk to me at all, acting as if I didn't exist, and still have the nerve to get jealous whenever Chrollo tries to interact with me!"

"What?"

"Don't act dumb. The fucking side glare that you do isn't subtle at all. Even Komugi could see the jealousy in that. You should already know I'm not interested."

Komugi was a very nice girl, it seemed like she was in the same grade as Gon and Killua. She happened to be blind, but she was excellent at chess and won the school multiple awards and even national titles.