𝖍𝖝𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘

Your life is completely in my hands, so don't try to test my boundaries

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Author: agent_cupcake (on ao3)

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Kurapika had taken to pacing, his dangerous Aura suffocating the small room that had become your prison.

You'd never seen him like this, not when you screamed or fought, or when you cried and begged. Most of the time he just seemed sad and detached, but always in control. This was nothing like the man, the captor, you were used to seeing. Your escape attempt had really affected him.

In your head, hateful glee at finally having broken his cool facade warred with the fear of the person in front of you. Over all of it was the misery of knowing how close you'd gotten to actually finding a way out of this place, an attempt that had taken weeks to organize and plan for.

It had all been for nothing. Kurapika would never allow for the same flaw to be exploited twice. Was that what he was thinking about? How to build a better cage? That thought filled you with helpless fear, but that fear so easily burned into a furious fever.

Kurapika was dangerous right now, but you weren't sure you had anything to lose.

"Are you just gonna pace all night?" you taunted, voice full of cruel bravado, "If you're angry why not hurt me, huh? You have no problem keeping me locked up, what's a few broken bones. Right, Kurapika?"

He froze, feet coming together and falling still. When he lowered his hand from his face, the chains clinked together ominously. Then Kurapika looked at you.

You had made a really big mistake.

His expression wasn't one of the anger you felt emanating from him, but something calm and haunting. In almost every aspect, Kurapika looked as collected as you'd ever seen. Except for his eyes.

Kurapika had never hurt you. You had no experience with him being violent, nothing that would warrant your intensely visceral reaction of terror upon meeting his gaze. No experience-based fear that would urge you to back up when he began taking slow steps towards you. You'd never even seen his eyes like this, burning red behind the cover of a contact.

And then you hit the edge of the counter, the pain striking against your spine and stopping your futile retreat. That momentary distraction was all it took for him to reach you, blocking any escape with a hand gripping the counter on either side of you. Kurapika was intimately close, his face only inches from yours.

You were completely trapped.

Trapped by the sight of the scarlet of his eyes obscured by the film of gray. Trapped by Kurapika's sickening emotions, which you felt almost as clearly as you could feel the warmth of his body.

Dread filled you, it was the dryness of your mouth and the rapid thump of your heartbeat in your chest. It made time stretch on seemingly endlessly as you waited for the tension to snap, for him to close the distance between the two of you. To hurt you.

Instead, Kurapika spoke in a voice that was nothing short of eerily controlled, his eyes burning into yours.

"Your life is completely in my hands, so don't try to test my boundaries."