Forgotten Promises (Kurapika x Reader, Sequel to: Split String of Fate) ~ Hiatus

~Nen~

Light spills into your room through the half open blinds. It covers your face and manages to pass through your closed eye lids. You groan and flip over to face away from the window. As soon as you turn over you feel soft breathing hit your face. Your eyes shoot open to see Kurapika laying beside you.

"Wait wha-?!" You shoot up and back as quickly as you can, but find yourself on the edge of the bed. You fall right off the side of the bed, taking the blanket down with you in a very loud thump!

You lie on your back, mouth hanging open and feeling completely winded.

You see a blond head peak over the side of the bed, "Y/n! Are you okay?" He asks.

You, still being unable to speak after having all of the air knocked out of you, simply stick out your thumb to say that you're indeed okay. Kurapika looks at the scene before him. A girl with her foot completely wrapped in a blanket, hanging over the bedside. Her hair is probably atrocious and her clothes messed up too. He laughs and climbs over the side of the bed to help you up.

"Stop laughing!" You hiss as you take his hand.

"How did you manage to fall anyway?"

"I just though the floor felt lonely, sleeping all alone." You say, as you make your way into the washroom.

"How sweet of you." He says, taking his place in the door frame. He stares at you through the mirror as you try to fix the bird's-nest you call hair.

"Thanks. I try." You slowly untangle your hair, in attempts to make yourself look presentable.

"Seriously, how did you fall?" He asks.

You sigh, then turn to face him. "Okay, I fell because I woke up with a boy's face facing mine and I was shocked and backed up too far."

"Oh." He says, blushing slightly.

"Why did you ask to sleep here anyway?" You ask, turning back to face your hair situation.

"To keep you safe." He says, looking away. You stare at him through the mirror and see that his face has gone beat red. You smile slightly.

"Alright," You say once you finish off with your hair. "Now get out you pervert. I need to actually use the washroom."

"I'm not a-" He yells as you push him out the door.

"Out!" You say as you slam the door shut on his face, before he can even finish what he was saying.

...

You step out of the washroom, completely changed and ready for the day. You enter your room to find Kurapika sitting on the couch reading. He looks up at you and immediately stands up.

"What is it?" You ask, "Washroom?"

"Yes, I need to get ready as well."

"Then by all means." You say, waving your arms to indicate that the washroom is now free.

"No, it's alright. I just use mine." He says, walking up to the door.

"You can just use this one. And then we'll go out and have some breakfast."

"I have to change as well and all of my clothes are in the other room." He says.

"Right. Okay, then. I'll meet you in the lobby in an hour."

"An hour and a half?" He asks.

"Jeez Kurapika, you don't need to spend that long on your hair! It's perfect the way it is!" You slump on to the couch. He stand's patiently at the door, waiting for you're response. You look up at him and sigh, "Fine. I'll see you in a hour and a half. But if you take any longer, I'm going to eat breakfast without you."