kurapika one shots

beautiful boy ✿

ok so i saw this tiktok drawing of kurapika and i just... here you go :') 

✿artwork by eliskeptic on instagram !!!✿

⚠ ! content warning ! ⚠ blood, violence, and depictions of a fight. if it may trigger you, i advise you to not read :)

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You closed your eyes, breathing deeply, listening to the crashing waves against the small boat. You hummed quietly to yourself, trying to calm your nerves. You were on your way back from Zevil Island, bruised and battered, but alive. You dropped your head, shoulders hunched as your arms hung over the edge of the boat, feeling the mist of the water splash onto your dirty hair. You looked over to your left, seeing Leorio staring back at the island, which began to fade into the foggy atmosphere. He glanced at you, a soft smile on his lips. 

"We did it." You smiled back at him as he wrapped a lanky arm around your shoulders, and pulled you into a brotherly embrace. Sure, you two didn't get off to the best start, but you learned of his kind heart and admirable intentions as you continued to progress through the hunter exam. He was there when you needed him, and you couldn't thank him enough. It felt like you had a family of your own, having a special bond with each and every one of your friends. Well, except for one. Kurapika was polite, sure, but you never felt like you could connect to him, since he seemed to push you away at every chance. You pouted, huffing a sigh. Leorio noticed, and bumped his shoulder into yours. "What's on your mind, (Y/N) ?" You peeked over your shoulder to check you two were alone. Aside from Hisoka staring very obviously at the two of you, the coast was clear. You sighed, feeling the wind lift your (h/l) (h/c) locks off your shoulders. Closing your eyes, you inhaled the salty mist, and turned to the young man next to you.

"Leorio, does Kurapika hate me?" You questioned, your (e/c) eyes shimmering with curiosity, and hurt. Leorio audibly gulped, and blinked at you. He rose to his full height, rubbing the back of his neck. 

"No, I don't think he hates you. I dunno, he's hard to figure out, but you definitely haven't done anything to make him hate you." You sulked. That wasn't exactly what you wanted to hear. You rested your cheek in your palm, pouting. 

"What can I do to make him like me ?" Leorio snickered. 

"Ooh, does someone have a crush ?" He teased, wincing as you playfully socked him in the shoulder. 

"As if,  you creep." The two of you joked around for a while, the two younger boys joining in at one point. The four of you were oblivious to the grey eyes trained on the four of you. Well, specifically, you. Kurapika watched from a distance, his arms crossed snugly over his thin torso. He observed how you interacted with your surroundings. You had this aura that seemed to draw people in almost immediately. He saw how you appreciated your surroundings, how you were incredibly charming and polite to everyone around you, regardless of what they might've done to make you fail the exam. He noticed how you were sweet and shy, but you weren't afraid to fight back if necessary. He felt a lump in his throat, and turned away, before anyone noticed his eyes brimming with tears. 

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You gasped as Hanzo delivered a harsh kick to your side, reducing you to a crumpled heap. Teeth clenched, you pulled yourself up to your feet, feeling dizzy, and fatigued, but the fire never left your eyes. You panted, staring at the blood stained ground. You couldn't tell where your blood started, and Gon's ended. Watching Gon's match against the ninja ignited a flame inside of you, and you swore to beat Hanzo into submission. However, Hanzo didn't seem phased as you lunged at him. He was agile, and strong. But so were you. You managed to skillfully evade his punches and kicks, by contorting yourself in ways that you didn't know possible. You heard Hanzo's labored breathing, and you flipped onto your feet from your twisted position. You swung your leg up, and you felt your foot come into contact with his forearm. You pushed with all your strength, but he was stronger. You heard the air whoosh as his fist came closer to your exposed ribcage, but you swung your leg down, and ducked, flipping onto your hands and over his crouched form, managing to take him by surprise. The momentum you had from launching yourself in the air built as you used the pillars in the room as vaults. Finally, you catapulted towards his confused form, wrapping your thighs around his neck, bringing the both of you to the ground, effectively immobilizing him. You smirked triumphantly, before yelping in pain. Hanzo had slashed your exposed thigh with his concealed blade, and flipped the two of you over, so you were now caged underneath him. You felt an excrutiating pressure on both your neck and your legs. He added more pressure to his forearm on your neck, and you clawed at him helplessly. Suddenly, he slammed his other elbow into your head, and you groaned, the room spinning, and your vision going black. You were jolted back a couple seconds later, with a harsh fist in your hair. Your whole body had gone limp, and you were being held against Hanzo, one hand roughly grasping your hair, the other holding an impossibly sharp blade to your throat.