Shifting For You//Kurapika X Nonbinary Reader ONE-SHOTS

Chapter10.

Shit!

"Y/N, open the window!"

Rushing to the window through the eye-piercing smoke.

It's hard to breathe.

*Ring *Ring *Ring

The fire alarm goes off as the two attempt to shoo out the smoke, they sigh. Taking a look at each other.

"Hahaha"

"Hahaha"

The two instead of being let down by their now burnt meal, and smoke-filled apartment, they laugh.

They laugh to their heart's content. 

Making you shed tears of laughter.

The boy clutching his stomach, trying to steady his breathing. 

Hanging his head forward, letting his hair fall, face not in eyes view.

You're legs soon get weak, and collapse to the floor holding yourself up with all the strength you could gather.

You two laugh like this for quite some time.

You finally catch your breath and quickly lose it when you see the boy still laughing. 

It made you laugh even more, like a child, you were wheezing for air. 

"Haha, I, hah, can't believe we did that bad, haha"

"Yeah, we did pretty shit hahaha"

"Hahaha"

"Hahaha"

His laugh warmed your heart like a fireplace was being lit in the pit of your shivering heart.

Though your hands were still, shivering.

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"Take number two!"

"I hope we don't cause any destruction this time."

"Well, I thought that was fun!"

"I suppose it was."

A smile placed on both of your faces as you two were doing another go on your so-called Omurice.

"Here, does this seem right?"

"Hmm, looks ok"

"Can you try it?"

Lifting the spoon full of the red rice to the boy's pale lips. 

He looks at the spoon for a second and sniffs it.

"C'mon, it won't kill you"

Taking a glance at you he says,

"Yes, but from what we experienced earlier, I wouldn't be surprised if the meal is against us"

"Hahaha, maybe that's why you're trying it"

Chuckling at the comments you both made, he opens his mouth to indulge the spoon full of rice.

His eyes open wide, as he realizes how it didn't kill him and in fact tasted quite, good.

He's such a kid. 

Smiling at the happy boy, you scoop some rice into the spoon and try some for yourself.

It's,

It's good!

Making your eyes light up, you smile even wider as the two of you stare at each other in accomplishment. Both of you smiling oh so widely. 

Throwing a fist in the air victoriously, the boy does the same.

Feeling like just another little boy.

A kid.

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We ate it all.

Looking at the empty plate in front of you, you look over at Kurapika who looks just as stuffed as you are.

You're leaning back in the wooden chair, trying to not crumple up your stomach. 

"I don't think I'll be able to eat tomorrow"

"Likewise"

You notice the boy drowsing off, his head tilted forward.

"You should go to bed, I'll wash the dishes."

 Looking up right away, he insists on doing them himself. Of course, you refuse and push him to the bathroom, to get ready for bed.

Walking back to the small steel sink filled to the brim with dirty dishes. You start to wash them and realize you should wait until after Kurapika takes a shower, to not use the hot water.

Sitting back down at the small dining table, you lay your head down onto the clear table. 

Humming to yourself as you start to think of your friend back home.

Missing your best friend, your other half, you start to think of all the times you've spent together. 

The one that walks by your side, even if you walked behind the rest of the world. 

One that made you feel pure joy, and bliss. 

Something that no one can ever make you feel, it's a specific feeling that you can't get from a lover or family. 

It's a feeling that you only got from that person that you hold in a large room of your heart. 

A room with covered walls of all the best and worst memories of the two of you. A room filled with all the items we've associated each over with, a room just for them.

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She fell asleep.

Stepping over to the fragile being, he pauses.

Processing why you fell asleep, with tears in your eyes,

and a smile placed on your lips.