SMILE | KURAPIKA ❀

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tw: death

"you want to return this?" kurapika asks, showing me the cover of the book i had laying down on the table.

i give him a small nod.

"alright. we can stop by the library after..." he says, trailing off at the end of his sentence.

"after what?"

"it's a secret." he smiles.

"please, will you tell me?"

"fine." he sighs. "i was thinking about taking you on a date."

"a date?" i repeat. "sounds good to me."

"good." he smiles.

-time skip-

kurapika decided that we'd stay at each house while we got ready.

kurapika was wearing the same clothes for two days straight because i wouldn't allow him to separate from me.

he decided that i should come to his house as he got ready so i wouldn't get a little surprise at my door like i did the last time.

i sat on his couch, looking around his house.

for some reason, i've never actually been in his house.

his living room was like any other. couch, tv, coffee table. i looked around at the pictures on his table. there were a couple of what i assumed was his family.

he had the same blond hair his mother had. in the picture, kurapika was sitting as his parents stood behind him.

i heard footsteps coming closer from down the hallway.

"woah, you look nice, kurapika." i smile, admiring his outfit.

"thank you, (name)." he smiles.

the two of us walk back to my house and i start getting ready.

i step into the bathroom, deciding that it was time for a shower.

i kept my mind focused on the blond waiting for me instead of what happened.

i knew i needed to move on from it so that it wouldn't continue to distract me from doing everyday things.

i tried to get done in the shower as quickly as possible.

after i was done, i ran straight to my room, picking out a (favorite color) dress.

the dress was tighter at the top but became loose at the bottom.

i put a tiny amount of make up on my face, mainly focusing on what i was going to do with my hair.

i dried my hair and then decided that i would put it in a (hairstyle).

i grabbed my wallet even though i knew kurapika would stop me from paying.

i stepped out into the hallway, making my way over to the living room.

a strange feeling bubbled up in my stomach and i became nervous.

i stopped behind the couch.

kurapika was scrolling through his phone, but turned around once he had heard me.

"(name)." he whispers, standing from
the couch and sliding his phone in his pocket.

he stepped closer to me, admiring the way i looked.

"you look so beautiful." he said.

he cupped my head in his hands and pulled himself closer to me.