Breaking The Chains (Kurapika x Reader)

I Dream of You pt.1

So I was listening to a few songs in Spanish while I wrote this and sometimes I almost wrote the story in spanish. I blame it on being bilingual.

Y/n's POV

  "Y/n, hurry up or I'm going to win!"

  "No, I'm going to win, I just have to catch up!" The blonde kid was still running ahead of me when I accidentally tripped.

"Ow!"

"Y/n are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, I just scraped my knee,"

"Oh. We can go to my house to put a band aid on it, if you want,"

"Yeah, I guess," We walk back to his house while holding hands. I start swinging our hands softly.

"Y/n, did you know that you have pretty eyes?"

"Really? I always thought yours were nicer," After all, they held a love so bright within them that sometimes looking him straight in the eyes was painful. He was so happy and his eyes clearly displayed that. He doesn't deserve anything other than happiness in his life.

"I'm used to people telling me that I have nice eyes, but you know what? I don't think my eyes are anything too special. Yours are nice to look at, though. There isn't anything too special about your eyes, but they still manage to be so pretty,"

I had been oblivious to my surroundings as we walked because we had ended up in his plainly decorated room. I went over to his bed and sat on the edge quietly before looking up at him and saying, "An old friend of mine once told me that the eyes were the window to the soul. That sounds tacky, and it is, but she was almost right. It's very difficult to hide emotions in your eyes. You could be very upset and smile as if you were recieving an award, but in your eyes you'll be able to see that you aren't okay. You are just like this. When I look in your eyes I see so much passion for life that sometimes it's hard to look directly in your eyes. I've always felt like my eyes don't show enough emotion. It makes me wonder if I'm the problem, but that's aside from the point. Your eyes aren't only special because they're pretty. They're special because you can see the strong emotions you feel through your eyes,"

"Wow, Y/n. That's really nice. I think I understand what you mean. And, Y/n, personally I think your eyes are  perfect just the way they are. Your eyes are special beyond just their appearance," The bright smile on his face as he told me that made me feel special. Something I hadn't felt in a long time.

I got up from the bed and we walked towards the door. He opened it and led me outside where another brown haired boy was waiting for us. We were all running, hands together when suddenly I felt a pair of hands grab me and pull me upwards, away from my friends. I was mounted onto some sort of oversized bird that started to gallop away. I turned backwards desperately looking for him. There was a crowd of people all looking at me leave. In the center I saw a blonde head peak out. He walked out of the crowd and started to run to me. It was useless because the bird was much faster and soon I couldn't see him anymore.  The bird took me to an unfamiliar forest and shook me off before running off again. I felt myself fall off and hit a tree. I slump over and start to cough. I  look around and see a photo laying beside me. I pick it up and see that the photo is of me, the blonde kid, and the brown-haired kid.

I hear someone walk towards me, so I look up to find him standing over me. He was about to speak when I started running away from him, desperate to escape his presence. Without questioning where I was going or if he were chasing me, I ran through the forest. At some point, I found myself at a small spring. I use the water to clean my hands and face, now dirty from running and occasionally tripping over tree roots. I run the scratches on my arms and legs through the water, quickly washing them. I stand up and start walking over to a nearby tree. I sit under it and stare at the spring water. I must have been focused so deeply on the water that I didn't notice when someone tapped my shoulder.

It wasn't until I heard a familiar voice break the silence. "Y/n?" I should've looked up to see the person who was talking to me, but instead I stood up and looked at the ground.

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Yeah, I don't know. Why are you here?"

"I felt like I would find you here,"

"Oh. Well I guess you found me,"

"I guess I did," I walk towards the spring and slowly sit at it's edge. "Sit next to me," I heard him come near me and situate himself beside me.

"Did you know that I never learned how to swim?"

"I didn't know that. You should probably learn how to swim," I felt him start to scoot closer to me. I slowly leaned on him and put my hand over his.

"You'll do something special, I can feel it,"

"I know you don't mean it, no one ever does, but coming from you, Kurapika, it's painfully tempting to believe it," But I couldn't say something like that, so instead I hummed a response.

My eyes slowly closed and everything faded away. New noises and smells filled my senses, but I was still too tired to pay much attention to all of it. I was mostly focused on what I was feeling. There was something warm beside me. I moved closer towards the source of warmth and in the process of, my hand brushed against something else. A hand. I hadn't bothered opening my eyes, so I didn't really know my surroundings.

My eyes fluttered open. I waited a moment for my eyes to adjust before looking around. Beside me was a sleeping Kurapika. He didn't seem to notice that I had essentially gotten as close to him as possible before it could be considered cuddling. It couldn't have been more than three hours since we left the second phase. I didn't see Gon or Killua in the room, and I would've been worried if it were not for the fact that the first two phases wore me out pass the point of being concerned about things that had rational explanations. Or maybe that's just what I wanted to use to justify me getting intentionally close go Kurapika. I easily drifted off into a, fortunately, dreamless sleep.

Yeah, fortunate for me because if Y/n kept on dreaming then I would have to keep on writing. I know this chapter is shorter than usual, but I'm going to add another part to this. I probably won't finish it today, maybe I'll publish the next part tomorrow. Oh and of this chapter seems like it doesn't make sense just know I was trying to follow my own dream logic.  Anywho HAPPY PRIDE MONTH! 🎉YAY🏳️‍🌈🎉
If you have any pride month related suggestions for a one shot or such, I'll be more than glad to add it as a bonus chapter to this story.