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Savior { Part 2 } [Kurapika x Leorio]

TRIGGER WARNINGS:

- PTSD

[ if any triggers need to be added, please let me know so I can add it here as well as on other chapters ]

A/N: Good evening, my fellow readers and writers.

Welcome to the story that I've imagined 100000 times in my mind, crying over Kurapika not getting the happy ending he goddamn deserved. Have fun reading...

LEORIO POV

With a soft smile I walked out of the room. I slowly closed the door behind me and turned around, suddenly surprised by Killua and Gon.

"So...? How did it go, old man?" Killua said in a perverted way.

"Oh shut up." I rolled my eyes and walked away, they both followed me like little chicks following their mother.

"Is he staying?" Gon said enthusiastically.

I stopped and looked over my shoulder. I gave him a nod and Gon's eyes lit up.

"Yes! The gang is back together!" He yelled.

"Sssshh, Gon. This is a hospital remember?" I shushed him, "Anyways, you guys should get to the hotel. You still got the keys I gave you, right?"

Killua spun the keys around his index finger.

"See you guys tomorrow then, goodnight!" I waved and went into the on-call room and laid down on the couch.

My tiredness pulled me into a deep sleep soon enough.

The next morning I wasn't woken up by my alarm, but by a small hand pushing against my shoulder.

"Leorio! Wake up."

"Huh?" I said as I got up and said up straight on the couch.

"Kurapika's not in his room." It was Gon speaking, "Killua is already searching."

"I'm coming." I said in a sleepy voice. We walked to his room to indeed find it empty.

I sighed deeply. "He won't get really far with the condition he's in without collapsing, so he's probably still in the building. Tell Killua to search on the first floor, you go to the ground floor, I'll check the second floor and the roof. Call me if you find him."

I was pretty calm under the situation, because this isn't the first time patients randomly leave their room or go missing. I walked up the stairs and searched the hallways of the second floor. He wasn't there, so I walked towards the roof.

Yup, there he was. Standing in his long light blue hospital gown, with his forearms leaning on the railing of the roof. The strong wind made the sheets wave beautifully but as well made his hair go all ways, becoming slowly messy.

He was watching the sun rise slowly and the streets down below him fill with people and cars. I walked up to him from behind.

"Hey." He said.

"Hey," I replied, "We were wondering where you were."

He turned around to reveal holding a small white paper cup filled with coffee. "I was just getting myself awake, don't worry."

"You should go inside soon, otherwise you'll catch a cold."

He shook his head and stared into the skies.

"The wind may be strong this morning, but it's warm air, so I don't think so." He said before taking a sip from his coffee and leaned with his back against the railing.