LeoPika short stories and one shots!

"Smelt"

{Smelt lmao. I tried to type "smut" (because guess what this chapter is!) but it autocorrected to smelt. I wrote this like MONTHS ago but I finally have the courage to post it. Please read responsibly and only continue if you are 18 years or older.} Leorio's POV

"Um..." Kurapika's voice came from the doorway.

I turned to see him wearing one of my university shirts, which was already big on me, and hung down almost to his knees.

"What's a matter, sunshine?"

"I have something to show you. If you're finished with everything... For the night, that is. This is going to take a while." He was nervous.

"Let me turn in this report, I'm almost done." I beckoned him over. "Sit with me, I'm lonely."

He cautiously sat on my lap, but I pulled him in and held him tight. I took a deep sniff of his hair, then sighed. "I love you."

"I love you too, Leorio."

I let go so he could sit comfortably, then rested my hand on his belly while I finished writing. I rubbed my thumb against him... and felt something underneath his shirt. I looked down curiously.

"What are you wearing?" I asked, rubbing it again.

Kurapika turned bright red, and wouldn't look at me.

"Kurapika... what is it?"

He turned and whispered in my ear. "It's... lingerie. For later."

I blinked. So that was what he wanted to show me. He said as soon as I'm finished for the night because- *gasp*. He said it would take a while.

Both of our faces were red. I was stunned. I could tell he wasn't confident, but he was trying, and that made my heart melt.

I hugged him tight again. "I can't wait to see it."

I finished my work as quickly as I could, but made sure not to sacrifice the quality. As soon as I turned it in, I closed my laptop and picked up Kurapika. I carried him bridal style to our bedroom. He had his head down the whole time so his hair would cover his face. I set him on his feet carefully, then turned to close the door.

"Okay, sunshine. Show it to me."

"No, this was a dumb idea. I look weird, and I don't want you to-"

I took a step closer and held his hands in mine. "But you've come so far. You got all ready for me, and that makes me so happy." I rubbed my thumb across his knuckles. "Would it be alright if I helped you take off this shirt?"

He slowly nodded. I bent down a little bit to reach the bottom of the shirt. When he gave me the okay, I lifted it up and above his head. Once it was off, I could finally take a look at my tiny boyfriend.

"What do you think?" He still wouldn't look at me.

I was stunned. "Red. Just like your eyes."

He glanced at me. His eyes were still stormy grey. But they wouldn't be for long.

"I wonder if the lace glows just like the scarlet of your passion." I smirked, putting the shirt aside. "I for one, can't wait to find out."

"This is embarrassing."

"Don't be embarrassed, sweetheart." I tucked a bit of hair behind his ear. "I think you look wonderful."

He looked up at me. "You really think so?"

"I know so." I kissed him, easing away his worries. "Now, be a good boy and get in bed while I light the candles."

He did so, and I lit several candles that littered the room. Then I turned out the lights and began to unbutton my shirt.