I know you're a simp for this man. It's okay, I am too. Anyways.
This is a reader x Kurapika story and one hell of a slow burn so STRAP IN. You are a nen user with a special ability that runs through your clan, but every time you use your nen you g...
Kanna had led us into a different fitting room and sat us on a couch similar to the one we sat on at my dress fitting. The woman disappeared for a few moments, coming back with rack of pants, shirts, jackets, and various ties. I clapped my hands together. "They look lovely! Kurapika, what's your size?" I asked, looking over to the boy who looked rather lost.
"Um..."
"..."
"..."
"You don't know your size." I said, my eyes skeptical.
"It's been a while since I've gotten a suit..." Kurapika admitted.
Kanna smiled and walked to a table. "No worries, I'll get you measured real quick." She said, grabbing a tape measurer and approaching Kurapika.
He stood up and stuck his arms out while Kanna measured him, her hands snaking around his torso and chest. Once she was done, she picked out a few articles of clothing, all of which I thought would look very good on Kurapika. "Just pick out your favorite, honey." Kanna said, gesturing to the suit pieces.
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(Pick your favorite! If you don't like them, feel free to put him in whatever you feel fit!)
"I like these, is that alright?" He said, looking up to Kanna, his grey eyes still and glossy.
