Kurapika X Leorio - Behind the Scenes [a Hunter X Hunter fanfic]

8. Day 1 pt2

Kurapika POV:

"Uhh... breakfast is ready." Leorio chuckled shyly.

I continued to stare at the sink below me. This can't be happening.

"Mhm" I finally replied.

He nodded and dipped out of the bathroom, taking a seat on the sofa. I quietly followed and sat beside him.

You could cut the tension with a knife; we both sat beside eachother, I felt ashamed but I had no idea what was going through Leorio's mind.

He hates me. Any chance of going back to normal is crushed. I have to leave no matter what.

"Hey Kurapika?" he urged, "Could you tell me about your clan? The Kurta Clan?"

His question threw me off guard. I made brief eye contact with him before looking down.

"What do you want to know?" I mumbled.

"I don't know, what about good memories you have from there?"

"Oh... ok..." I replied, deep in thought.

I smiled, "Well this one time..."

Time skip ~30 minutes

"...and it turned out they knew each other all along!" I exploded in laughter at the thought of the memory while Leorio giggled in amusement.

We giggled together when Leorio pipped up. "Hey... sorry about earlier."

"Oh" I looked down in embarrassment. How did I forget about that? I felt so happy talking to him just now. All the tension is gone... "It's ok" I said. "It was kinda my fault for getting emotional... I hope I didn't worry you too much."

He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck - it was clear he wasn't used to sitting down and talking things out.

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We'd finished our breakfast and I was getting ready to start my day, when Leorio knocked on the door while I was changing.

"Just a second-" I quickly threw on a shirt that was laid out on the bed. "Yeah?"

Leorio walked inside "Hey I was-" he suddenly went red. "Is that my shirt?"

I looked down. It's his shirt. "No it's my shirt." I lied.

"Oh come on we both know that's MY shirt Kurapika - I know I have the best style but stealing my clothes is a bit excessive, don't you think?"

I looked back down at the obviously too big shirt I was wearing. "You're right." I took the shirt off and walked over to him, handing him the shirt. "Here."

He blushed purple and became flustered.

I hadn't realised what I actually did until it was too late. I blushed and smiled as he fumbled with the shirt and started backing out the room.

"What?" I said innocently.

"Y-you know what y-you did" he stammered as he rushed back the the kitchen.

I laughed at his reaction.

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