Our Lost Loves • Kurapika × Fem!Reader

Chapter 20: Ball Preparations

~ Kurapika's POV ~

Thank god for (Y/N)'s win. It seemed like Mr. Nostrade was in a bad mood before I gave him the briefcase. It's almost 2 am, and I think I'm ready to just-

"Holy shit-", I whispered as my heart dropped.

"(Y/N)?! Are you ok?!", I shouted.

I found her passed out in the middle of the hallway by Neon's room. Luckily, she was breathing just fine. She was only asleep, and had a bit of a fever.

I carried her over to her room, but I didn't know where her key was. So, I ended up taking her to my room. I placed a wet towel onto her forehead, and I let her sleep in my bed beside me. The bed was large enough anyways.

~ Saturday, October 25th, 9:07 am ~

I had woken up and (Y/N) was still out, and her fever had gotten worse. I then changed clothes, and her wet cloth and continued to let her rest up. The door had then knocked and I went over to open it.

"Have you seen (Y/N)? Neon found her room key inside the bag she borrowed from her this morning. If she's not in her room, I don't know where else she could be", Mr. Nostrade explained.

"Oh, well I actually found her passed out by Neon's room last night. I let her rest in my bed, but she has a fever, and it's getting worse", I replied with.

"Oh dear, I'll call for the medic. Keep an eye on her for a bit longer", he said as he gave me her key and stepped outside to make a phone call.

A heard a faint groan coming from behind me. She woke up.

"Hey, how are you feeling?", I ask her as I placed her key on the nightstand beside her.

"Wait, what the hell happened?", she questioned.

"I found you unconscious on the floor by Neon's room", I answered with.

"Am I in your room?", she asked as she sat up with her hands rubbing her face.

"Mhm", I responded.

"Holy crap, my head hurts and I got super dizzy of a sudden-", she said.

She then passed out again and almost fell off the bed. I caught her and lied her down back on the bed right before the medic came.

~ 3:04 pm ~

The medic gave her some medicine a while ago, but he informed me to keep an eye on her and change her wet cloth. He couldn't do that himself because he had to treat one of the kitchen staff members from food poisoning.

I was reading a book beside her for most of the time, occasionally changing her wet cloth. For being sick, she slept very peacefully. And I have to admit, she was cute.

I got up to change her wet cloth again, but before I could place it on her forehead, she jolted awake, and her forehead hit against mine.

"My bad, are you ok?",  I asked as I rubbed my forehead.

"Ow- Well, besides hitting my head against you, I feel a lot better. We're you the one taking care of me?", she asked.

"For the most part, yes. The medic came by to treat you this morning, but he had to leave to treat one of the kitchen staff members from food poisoning. Plus, I kind of owe it to you after you took care of me back in September", I responded with.