! MOCKING OF MENTAL ISS*ES !
please know, if someone
ever does this to you, don't
hesitate to reach outyour feelings are valid
half a month since y/n
( pronouns = she / they )
arrived in yorknew cityunedited
SECOND POV ( ISH )
he's often told that the world doesn't revolve around him. always, he jokingly plays it off, declaring that he already knew that. but now, as he lays down forlornly on the couch, he's wishing that the world did revolve around him.
maybe then, if it did, everyone's attention would be on him, and he wouldn't be left aching on the floor, desperately seeking yours.
that's all he really wanted, wasn't it? your attention. it's what he craved, what he lived for. your attention is what made him bloom, and without it, he shriveled up and blocked out the world.
but he couldn't blame you for not giving him your attention, could he? no, he would be the one who had to take the blame. because he's the one who had so coldly pushed you away, instead of pulling you in and helping you. and so you had focused your attention on something else, and your gaze never fell upon him again.
oh, he missed you a lot. he missed you so fucking much. but he had thrown his chance to the wind, and it had danced with his decisions before tossing it away, never to be found again.
"kurapika," gon whispers into his phone. "you've got to help me. killua - he's fading away. he's getting quieter and quieter and keeping to himself more and more and i have no idea what to do."
"get y/n," kurapika suggests, worried for his friend. "she'll be able to help him. they've always been able to, after all."
gon's voice turns cold. "well, if you don't remember, she completely broke down and the both of you ganged up on her and destroyed her even more. you should know the best, kurapika, that we don't have a y/n to run to."
"try texting her," kurapika tries again, trying to ignore gon's achingly truthful words.
"you'd better think about what i said," gon threateningly tells kurapika before hanging up.
KURAPIKA KURTA
iMessage
kurapika kurta
how are you,
killua?
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