Scarlet | Kurokura

Guilt

Kurapika didn't look at him as he came out of the shower. It was simple manners and the blonde had been indulged in what he was reading anyways. The only thing that kept nagging at his mind was the fact that he had prepared two teas. It wasn't like he had done it out of friendliness. Not after that motherfucker of spider threatened him in the most horrific way possible only hours ago. Kurapika was still angry. But it wasn't the childish kind of anger he had felt the day before. He wouldn't break down in a bathroom again, he would simply make sure to get done with this as soon as possible and then never see Chrollo again. It was that kind of anger. The one that just added to his hatred, where he didn't feel the need to have Chrollo physically dead but dead to him.

The Kurta knew very well there was a way for them to locate Hisoka immediately. Only issue being up until this point, there was no way Kurapika would be willing to actually use that. No matter how desperate he had felt only yesterday, he told himself this idea wouldn't even be an option. They could locate Hisoka without his Nen, they could finish this without Kurapika having to reveal anything about his Nen. Until someone died today because he let it happen. The moment Chrollo and him had found the corpse, it was as though someone had slapped his own mistake right across his face.

The tea was still warm when Chrollo approached and walked straight past him. The black haired didn't seem to notice his tea, which made this even more awkward for Kurapika. Of course Chrollo wouldn't expect his partner to make tea for him. Kurapika feared the annoying comment Chrollo would give the moment he did realize there was tea made for him.

When Chrollo however did realize, there was no comment. The blonde felt the couch next to him shift as his partner joined him. They drank their teas in silence as none of them dared to break the peace. It was extremely rare and Kurapika could use the quiet. The hours passed easily this way, until the Kurta had finished his third tea and got up to get ready for his night shift. There seemed to be a miscommunication though, since the black haired next to him got up as well, heading to the door. 

"I take the first shift. I will wake you up for the second." 

Kurapika said, running a hand over his forehead. Chrollo turned around to inspect the other before nodding gently. 

"That's quite alright but Im afraid I can't sleep around this time anyways. I wouldn't mind taking the first one." 

"I can't sleep in a room with you in general. Your sleeping habits aren't my concern and mine aren't yours." 

"Why can't they be?" 

Kurapika frowned at the dumb question. His mind offered him a million answers to answer it already.

Because I despise you? Because we dont need to act in this room? Because I give zero fucks about your well being?

All the blonde did for a while was sigh. Chrollo had meant it in a nice way right? this was supposed to be some sort of effort to get along... right? But convincing himself his enemy had any other motive than hurting or using him was too difficult to comprehend. It didn't feel right and Kurapika wouldn't start getting all delusional. He could believe in Chrollos determination to kill Hisoka, therefore he could believe in his determination to not get Kurapika killed since he needed him. So this might be an effort to get along but not because Chrollo meant well in a genuine way, the Kurta reminded himself.

"You needn't always second guess my words."

apparently, Kurapika had been pretty caught up in thoughts because they stood in silence for a while before the taller man cut in. Again, as though the spider could read his mind.

Kurapika rubbed his temple before taking a few steps towards Chrollo who was still facing him with an unreadable expression on his face.

"You threatened me two times. I'm sure you can't blame me for not believing in your good will"