Runaway | Kurapika x Reader

Chapter 31 - Mistake

When I awoke the next morning, Kurapika wasn't laying next to me. I questioned if he had actually come to bed the previous night or if I just fabricated it because I wanted to believe it happened. Either way, his arms never wrapped around me that night.

I took a long shower, overthinking everything I had done the day before. I probably scared him away by acting crazy and jealous. He did say that it was okay and that he understood why I was upset, but I'd made the air around us so strained that I wouldn't be surprised if he no longer wanted to be around me. Between that moment in the car and right now, we hadn't spoken a word to each other. The silence between us was beginning to scare me.

When the water began to get cold, I switched the faucet off and got out, drying myself off before changing into leggings and a sweatshirt. I brushed my teeth and hair and left the bathroom, heading downstairs.

Kurapika was nowhere to be seen. I checked every room in the house and the backyard, calling out his name, but he wasn't anywhere in sight. I headed over to the window facing the front of the mansion and peeked through the blinds. His SUV was gone.

This can't be happening right now.

He left me.

A panic built up inside of me and my eyes pooled with tears. Had I driven him away? Were my jealousy and anger enough to cause this?

I slowly pulled out my phone, hesitating to click on his contact. A tear did the job for me anyway, falling onto my phone and pressing on the call icon. I wiped my phone with my shirt and put it up to my ear as it rang. He didn't pick up.

What is up with him not answering his phone lately? 

I went into our messages to send a confused text when I saw that Kurapika had already sent me a text about fifty minutes ago.

'I have to leave for about an hour to take care of something. I'll bring you back breakfast and coffee."

Oh.

I'll admit, I should have checked my notifications first before nearly having a full-on breakdown, but in my defense, I wasn't thinking clearly at the moment. I sighed in relief and took a seat on the couch, reading a book until Kurapika arrived.

I really need to take care of this anxiety that I have. It can't be healthy.

As I finished up a chapter of my book, the sound of an engine caught my attention. I looked out of the window to see Kurapika getting out of his SUV, brushing off his black pants. He held a paper bag and a cup holder filled with two cups as he walked toward the door, ringing the doorbell. I hurried over and opened the door for him.

Kurapika walked over to the coffee table, setting down the bag and the cup holder. He rummaged through the bag and handed me a small bag and one of the cups. "A blueberry scone and a caramel macchiato. It felt odd getting you something so small to eat but I noticed that you don't like to eat a lot in the mornings."

"...Thank you," I said carefully, taking a sip of the coffee.

Had I been overreacting to the entire situation? He wasn't acting any different from how he acted before we left for the restaurant the previous day. So why had he avoided speaking to me for the rest of the night?

I swallowed a bite of the scone and looked over to Kurapika, who was sitting on the sofa opposite me. "Can I ask you something?"

"What is it?"

Trying to form the words correctly to prevent any further unwanted drama, I hesitated. "Why did you not speak to me at all last night since the moment in the car?"