Maybe this really was something Kurapika needed after all—a day spent walking through the busy streets of Yorknew, with a teenage couple tagging along. To be fair, they were practically adults at this point. Compared to others their age, they sure were mature enough to be treated as such. Although he does appreciate the fact that they haven't gone further in their relationship yet. That is just something you do not rush into, no matter how in love you are with each other. Or maybe this was another one of those things that he can't bring himself to understand? Being a virgin himself, he has never relieved himself of these desires—not even alone behind closed doors. His focus was on more important matters for twelve straight years. So even when he went through puberty, he didn't give it much thought. It was just one of those things he was never interested.
Until that is, of course, he met the love of his life.
His boyfriend is breathtakingly handsome, and it would be a sin to not feel attracted to him in any way. Even for someone who has never felt pleasure, there was definitely something there. It happens whenever he sees him shirtless, and that feeling only intensifies when walking around in the complete nude. With a body so perfectly sculpted, and smelling strongly of both coffee and tobacco, it was almost like he couldn't get enough of it! His heart just about leaps out of his chest, and his stomach gets all funny. Everything about this man invited him in, damn it!
This was his soulmate.
So when he woke up to an empty bed this morning, he felt empty. The wonderful warmth that had enveloped him entirely throughout the night was replaced with a heap of blankets—which by the way, was most certainly not the same! All that remained were traces of his scent, and a note scribbled out by the doctor himself. If he hadn't of seen his penmanship before, he would think it was messy due to being in such a hurry. However, it is just normally that hard to read. And his signature was no better either!
I got called into work early! Horrible car accident involving a school bus full of children. I really didn't wanna wake ya, so I hope you're not too disappointed in my absence. You can beat me up during lunch to make up for it, okay? Until then take care of yourself! And tell Gon and Killua I say hi!
Love ya to the moon and back!
-Dr. Sexy
Give it to Leorio to be all cheesy, dorky, and sweet mixed into one small note. As horrible as the situation sounded in that first sentence, the rest of it left him smiling softly with tears in his eyes—not enough for them to actually spill over, but to the point where his vision was blurred for a solid five minutes. Getting ready after that was just weird. Now that he has officially been let go of his butler duties around the penthouse, he no longer has to wear a suit. After getting dressed in his clan's attire, he almost didn't know what to do after that. He was told to relax and take it easy for a while, but how? It took everything in him to not help with the dishes after eating breakfast, or give the table a quick wipe down.
What is he going to do with all of this free time?
"There's an ice cream shop just up ahead!" Gon pointed out excitedly, while the other lay entwined with his boyfriend's. At first it was embarrassing to do this when out in public, but now it was such a natural thing for them to do. Why hide their relationship from the world, when they are both proud and happy to be together? Screw those who judge, and make assumptions! It is honestly none of their business anyways.
Killua just had to chime in when following the other's gaze. He subconsciously squeezed his hand, as his lips spread into a delightful grin. "I see it. Hey, Kurapika—" With his head now turned to the side, he looked back at the blonde who was silently walking behind them. It has been like this ever since they left the hospital, and he wondered if there was something on his mind. Either that, or he just wasn't feeling well.
The Kurta's silvery eyes slowly blinked, taking in the way he was being stared at. By now they have healed enough for him to wear contact lenses again, and thank god for that! As much as he wanted to trust these two with his most treasured secret, he just wasn't ready to tell them quite yet. "I'm surprised you guys have room for dessert, but.. if that is what you really want…" The thought of shoving anything else down his throat made him feel nauseous.
"Oh that back there? Nah, that was nothing! You should see how much we can eat at a buffet," the silver-haired teen stated with a huff. You know it is bad when the owner himself kicks you out for being a literal hog. To him it was hilarious, though. For his boyfriend not so much…
Said boyfriend pouted at his response, and tugged at his hand. "Killuaaaa! Let's not talk about that," he whined. Being kicked out of a restaurant was humiliating! Who would have thought that there were limits on buffets? Obviously not them, and they learned that one the hard way.
When they say "all you can eat", they don't really mean it.
As the three of them approached the pink-colored ice cream shop, Kurapika pulled out his wallet. In it was some spending money that the doctor had given to him during lunch. The amount wasn't necessary in the slightest, but he wasn't about to argue with him in the middle of the cafeteria. It was his workplace, after all. A few of his coworkers already know of their relationship, so they don't have to hide what they really are anymore. It was already bad enough keeping the whole butler thing a secret, so this was definitely a huge relief. No more having to pretend when going there! "Do I want to know, or…?" He trailed off.
Gon didn't hesitate to shake his head. "Nope! Ah look, the inside is really cold—" He said after swinging the door open, and stepping inside. As true as that may be, it was mainly to change the subject. At least this time he chose to wear pants, so his legs weren't going to turn into icicles.
"I sure hope it's cold, Gon.. It's an ice cream shop!" Killua playfully rolled his eyes, and gave his adorable boyfriend a slight nudge to move out of the way. The temperature didn't bother him at all. In fact, it felt rather nice compared to how warm it was outside. Not that he was sweating, but still. It was a breath of fresh air to be in here for the time being.
In response to that, Gon decided to stick his tongue out at him. Guess it wouldn't make any sense for this place to be warm, since that would cause everything to just melt. There was only one other person in here besides them, and they were seated at the very first table while enjoying a three-scoop ice cream cone. They appeared to be very engrossed in whatever was on their phone. As soon as his large brown eyes landed on the menu in front of him, his jaw dropped. How was he supposed to make a decision with a list so long? Everything sounded good to him right now, but he can only choose one! "…"
"I think a banana split would hit the spot!" Yes this place has a lot of options, but that is why you go with the first one that really sticks out to you. You can get ordinary ice cream just about anywhere. Plus they pile on the toppings real high most of the time! Killua patted his boyfriend on the back, letting him know that there was no rush. It really wasn't an easy decision to make.
How did he pick something so quick like that?! No fair! Gon folded his arms across his chest, and put on his best pout while staring at the menu. His gaze darted from left to right, as he tried to see which one sounded the best to him. 'Do I want a milkshake? A brownie with a scoop of ice cream on top, drizzled in hot fudge? They have cookie ice cream sandwiches…' He began to tap his foot impatiently then. Since it was just those two getting something to eat, everyone was literally waiting on him to make a decision. Yeah, he didn't exactly appreciate the pressure here. "Nnnrghhh!"
Kurapika took a step forward, and pointed at a the top right corner of the menu. "You can get a sundae. And since Killua is getting a banana split, you guys can maybe share?" He suggested. Why did it feel like he was a third wheel on their date? It wasn't even that, but it sure did seem like it. Not that he minded all that much. They were all getting along great, and in no way were they excluding him in anything. It would just be nice to have his own boyfriend here. Already he was starting to miss him. Isn't that crazy? He didn't want to come off as being clingy, but damn, what he would give to be in his strong arms right about now. Maybe they can come back here, just the two of them, and share an ice cream treat together.
That was a splendid idea! "Killua, do you wanna share?~" He was in front of him jumping up and down, his hands gripping onto both of his shoulders while doing so. His eyes were absolutely dazzling as they stared into bright blue ones. They have always reminded him of the ocean, which is something he also loves.
Even if he wanted to, how can Killua say no to a face like that? His happiness was his own, after all. Without him he would be nothing—still stuck at home, and being abused by his family. "Sure. But no more than half each!" He jabbed his pointer finger into the other's cheek, placing the other on his hip.
Oh he was definitely a third wheel here. However, Kurapika was actually enjoying their interactions with each other. Their relationship is very precious, and he can only hope that they will always be together. Smiling a little to himself, he walked up to the front counter to put in their orders. "Hello! May I get a banana split with all of the fixings, and a sundae.. with the same?" Might as well go all out, right? If these two really do have an endless pit of a stomach, then this should be alright. And they never said anything about having any food allergies.
What type of ice cream does Leorio like?
Does he even like the stuff?
Once again his mind was filled with the handsome doctor.
After paying and leaving a nice tip for the young girl, Kurapika motioned for them to follow him to a table. It was located in the back corner, and right next to a window. With this he will be able to people watch—something he took an interest in a long time ago. Once taking his seat, he crossed one leg over the other, and rested his hands in his lap. 'Maybe I should send him a text,' he thought, while staring longingly at the busy street. It could help cheer the poor guy up, since he has had a rough day so far. He can't imagine having to come in so early in the morning, and working on injured children—children that could have possibly died in that accident! It just didn't feel right to ask him about it. They were there to have a great time, not to sulk over having lost some more patients. You never know just how much he is truly suffering underneath that blindingly bright smile of his.
"Daydreaming about the old man?" Killua cut in with that shit-eating grin of his. Their relationship didn't come as a surprise to either of them. So when they were informed of it, all they could do was give the usual congrats. You could see just how close they have gotten with each other, and to be honest, they were happy for them.
That sudden question snapped Kurapika out of his daze, and he whipped his head to look directly into the teen's glazier-blue eyes. How did he know? His cheeks became stained with a deep blush, but he tried to not get all flustered because of it. "He has a name, Killua. Plus he is not that much older than me." While some look older for their age, others look younger. You can't exactly control this, so why feel ashamed of it?
"So you are fantasizing about your beloved hunky doctor of a boyfriend!" This was hilarious. No way was he going to let him off the hook that easily.
"E-excuse me?!" The blonde squeaked. That description just now nearly killed him—left his face on fire, and his heart a complete mess. 'God he really is hunky.. But why did he have to go and use that word?' It was already bad enough seeing him in those hospital scrubs, and that long white coat that is always stuffed with pens, and who knows what else. It just really suits him, okay?
One of the workers from behind the counter walked over to them in that very moment, and placed two big bowls onto the small square table. "Here you go! One banana split, and sundae with all of the fixings!" He said in a chipper voice. Each bowl looked like it could feed at least a couple of people, rather than just one, and so he was curious to see if they will be able to even finish them. It was probably rude to sit back there and watch the customers eat their food, but damn it he can't help it!
Gon was the first one to dig into his sweet treat- sinking the spoon deeply into a large scoop of vanilla ice cream that was covered in fudge, caramel, and nuts. "Don't make fun of Kurapika! I think it's cool those two are together. It's about time that Leorio found someone! They're already living together, so why not? Just makes it easier on the both of them," he shrugged.
Everyone deserves to find their other half.
Killua twirled the cold, metal spoon between his fingers, his gaze still lingering on the blonde. "You plan on being with him for a long time, I hope?" It's not that he was trying to be mean. What was wrong in making sure that this guy wasn't going to break their friend's heart? He just wanted to know what his intentions were.
And that was understandable. There is nothing wrong in having friends who were so protective.
Kurapika sighed softly, and leaned forward in his seat. The expression on his face changed to something more serious as he spoke up. "Leorio is the only one for me, so do not worry. I vow to do my very best in taking care of him, and making sure that he feels loved and happy," he murmured. And if someday he decides to be with someone else, then so be it. That is something he cannot control, nor will he try to. Sometimes you just fall out of love with someone, and there is nothing you can do about it. But if they really are soulmates, then that shouldn't happen to them. He will continue believing in their future, now that he actually has one himself.
"Eh? But isn't he already happy? And the way he was staring at you earlier- that was definitely love right there…" Gon mumbled, while stuffing another spoonful of the delicious ice cream into his mouth. Even if they hadn't of been informed of their relationship, it still would have been very obvious that there was something going on between them.
"Yeah he kept eyeing you like crazy! I was about to tell you two to get a fricken room," the silver-haired teen scoffed. That wouldn't be very hygienic, now would it? They were in a hospital of all places—a building that hosts so many sick and dying people. It might be hard to get off in a setting like that, and it is no wonder why. Besides, it would also put Leorio at risk of getting in trouble by management. Who knows what the punishment would be for screwing your boyfriend in one of the rooms.
Actually, what would the punishment be?
Yes, his mind went there.
Gon giggled at that statement, and nodded his head in agreement. "You guys have it bad! I noticed how he tried to reach out to you, but what he was about to touch is beyond me. It must have been dirty if he decided against it at the last second."
"Gon, his hand was under the table. Of course it was dirty! God you're oblivious…" The fact that he was still at work must have been what stopped him. If any of his coworkers were to witness him fondling his boyfriend in the cafeteria, then he would never hear the end of it. Talk about a next level of embarrassment right there.
When did this happen?! And how did he miss it?! Surely Kurapika would have noticed such a thing, and yet for some reason he didn't. This left him feeling very confused. Was he perhaps aiming to stroke his inner thigh? Or did he seriously want to go higher than that? 'No! He wouldn't do that to me in a public setting. We haven't gone further than a kiss, so I doubt that is the case,' His hands twitched, and he sank his teeth into his bottom lip. There is no denying the fact that he would enjoy being touched by him, but definitely not where his boyfriend works. He would prefer to be back home, and in that glorious giant bed, as they are snuggled up into each other.
The way the doctor's fingers ghosted over his back last night was incredible, and it left him wanting more.
He let out an exasperated sigh. "I'm sure the reason why he stopped, is because he respects my boundaries. Leorio is a very patient, and understanding person. He would never go out of his way to make me feel uncomfortable, or to upset me." Can he be a pervert at times? Oh absolutely! However, even he knows better than to do something so stupid.
Killua blinked a couple of times—spoon hanging out of his mouth, with ice cream dripping down his chin. Who said anything about him having any table manners? The same goes for the other slob sitting to his right. There was already chocolate sauce all over his lips and cheeks, and not once did he bother to stop and wipe his face with a napkin. This is how they normally eat. "Hah?!"
"Sounds about right! Leorio is a good person," Gon replied while ripping the stem off of one of his cherries. It always bothered him how they only give you one. Why can't they just throw in a bunch? It was one of the best parts! Maybe next time he will put in a special request to have extra.
"He is," the blonde breathed out. As he slid a hand into his pocket, he grasped the folded note that was inside. Throwing it into the trash just felt wrong, and so he decided to keep it on him for the time being. It was like he had a piece of the doctor with him, as odd as that sounds. Wasn't it just a piece of paper that he quickly scribbled over? Cherishing something like this just made him feel so ridiculous. 'Stop it Kurapika,' he scolded. What good would that do? Not only that, but he was pretty sure that the other two will just tease him for it. It was for the best if no one else finds out about this. So instead he grabbed his phone, and opened up his messages. At first he contemplated on what to say, since he might not even get a response for a while, or at all for that matter. It had to be something simple.
My favorite place is inside your hug, dork.
That saying was full of so much cheese, and he didn't even care one bit. There was a lot of truth behind it, taking as how he so desperately wanted a hug right about now! And the only one who can satisfy that need, was Leorio himself. Anyone would feel lucky to be squeezed to death in such a warm and loving embrace like his. He wants to bury his face deep into his chest, and to hear nothing but the sound of his heart beating softly against his ribcage—to receive small kisses on his head, cheeks, and lips, and be caressed all over by his large hands. Was it healthy to miss him so much?
What if he doesn't come home tonight?
"Well since you two are a thing now, let me just say this: Don't let him fool you. If he says he isn't tired, he is. If he says he isn't hurting, he is. And if he says everything is 'fine', they are not. He is really good at putting on a mask, but Gon and I see through it. We have seen him at his worst, what with having been his patients and all. Being a doctor is mentally, emotionally, and physically draining. I get he loves his job, but at the same time, he really goes through more than the average person can handle. So if you guys wanna keep each other happy, I suggest doing something nice for him. He is always going out of his way for others, so let him be on the receiving end for once," Killua suggested with a shrug of his shoulders.
Gon reached over to steal some of the banana from his boyfriend's bowl. "I don't think anyone has ever taken care of Leorio. He probably wouldn't know what to do!" He giggled. That was probably a sad thing, but he didn't view it as such. Although he really is oblivious a lot of the time.
Hearing that only made Kurapika frown. Why didn't he realize this sooner? Of course no one has ever taken care of him! Not only did he grow up in an orphanage, but he also lost his only friend to an illness that could have been cured with enough money. After that he went through life on his own. If he made friends in college, he never hung out with them. The same goes for working in the hospital. You never see him going out with any of his coworkers. There was his boss's birthday party, but that didn't end so well either. And this was his very first relationship as well. Yes he did stuff like clean for him, and bring a lunch every day, but that was mostly done as his butler.
But he is no longer his butler.
And this was most certainly not something to laugh at.
"I wonder what I can do for him," he mumbled. Since his cooking skills were non-existent, he couldn't even whip up a nice meal for them to enjoy. Maybe he should have been paying more attention to Melody after all. It could have paid off by now. It is never to late to learn though! She would be more than happy to teach him a few things, that much is clear. That doesn't fix the situation he is currently in. Buying something was also tricky, because what do you give someone that already seems to have everything?
"You'll think of something, Kurapika!" Gon cut in with that adorable smile of his. To be honest, it doesn't take much to please the doctor. Even the smallest of gifts would make his day! That is one of the many great things about him. He has never met anyone as selfless as him. The guy is basically a saint.
Killua's smirk returned then. "We all know what you can do for him. Leorio has needs, if you catch my drift." While saying this, he made it a point to wriggle his eyebrows in a very suggestive way. That would be more than enough to satisfy someone like him.
A deep blush spread across the blonde's face at that suggestion, and he brought his hand up to cough into it. Did this conversation really have to go there of all places? Not to mention these were teenagers, which made it all the more awkward to talk about. "I will.. keep that in mind, Killua," he responded almost too quietly for either of them to hear. 'I'm just not ready for any of that yet. Will I ever be?' Thinking about taking that next step in their relationship gave him anxiety. Being intimate in such a way requires you to take all of your clothes off, and that was easier said then done.
If he can trust Leorio with his life, then shouldn't this be a piece of cake?
The sensation of his phone vibrating caused the Kurta to flinch slightly in his seat, and his eyes instantly dropped to see who it was. His heart skipped a beat as soon as he read the name, and he couldn't stop the smile that formed on his full lips. It is crazy how a simple text message can change your mood completely.
Well this dork is gonna hold you all night long once I get home! Prepare to be crushed by my love!
His smile grew the longer he stared at the message. Guess he caught him at the right time, huh? Hopefully he wasn't distracting him from something important. It is possible that he was in between patients, and decided to respond while walking through the hallways. If only he could have seen his reaction! It must have been precious.
I will look forward to it.
"Ohhh look at that smile! And do I see a blush?" Gon could see that he was texting someone, and it didn't take a genius to figure out who was on the other line. If anything, he found the whole thing to be really sweet! Their friend has found someone who loves him immensely, and it was something he deserved so much. It really was a shame that he couldn't be there with them right now, but they can always schedule another day for them all to hang out! Surely he has another day off coming up here soon, right?
Kurapika pressed both of his hands against his cheeks, and noticed just how warm they were. His eyes managed to soften quite a bit, despite the embarrassment he felt from being called out on this. "I don't think I will ever get used to that man," he murmured.
"Well to be fair here, I don't think anyone can get used to someone like him. He's a uh.. unique person. Gon and I thought he was a complete weirdo at first, but turns out he's harmless! You just gotta deal with his corny dad jokes, and the way he goes off about medical stuff." To Killua, this was the second person to ever show love and compassion. For most of his life he was never close with anyone—not his parents, or all but one of his siblings. His little sister was purposely being kept away from him, and his heart still hasn't healed from it. Someday he will come back for her!
"Don't forget how protective he is! Remember when he kicked out Illumi after finding out he snuck into our room? Man that was great. Your brother is super creepy!" Gon's nose scrunched up at that last part, and shook his head. It was like those gigantic black eyes were putting you into a trance.
That memory made Killua chuckle, and he swung an arm around his boyfriend's shoulders. "Were you worried he was gonna drag me back to that hell hole? I wouldn't have gone without a fight, you know. I was already kinda attached to you at that point."
Gon blushed, and leaned in to nuzzle the side of his head. His fluffy white hair tickled his nose, making him giggle. "emJust/em kinda? We were totally best friends! You were just too stubborn to accept it, because you believed I was too good for you!"
"Well duh! You were like this big ball of sunshine, that had hurled itself at me with full force. I thought you deserved someone way better, because like, I'm the opposite of light…" Up until their meeting, he had been living in complete darkness. Not a single person treated him with the love and care that Gon did—something he was deprived of for as long as he can remember.
"I only want Killua! He is plenty bright, and warm for me!" He snaked his arms around Killua's waist, pulling him into a hug. His past didn't bother him at all. As a matter of fact, this only made him want to cling to the other that much more—wanted to fill him with as much love and affection as possible. Ever since leaving the hospital that day years ago, they have always been together. Now he can't imagine going a single day without him by his side! Being with him is the absolute best, and he wanted him to know that.
Killua dropped his hand right on top of his boyfriend's head, and raked his fingers through the dark hair. "You're so embarrassing!" And yet he didn't even try to pry him off. That is because deep down he was enjoying the closeness between them, and in no way wanted to separate yet. He is always clinging to him anyways.
A smile broke out on the Kurta's face as he watched these two. They weren't talking directly at him, but he didn't feel excluded from the conversation. Before he was worried about being nothing but a third wheel, but so far that wasn't the case at all. It was nice getting to know his boyfriend's friends, and forming his own bond with them. Now he can understand why those three became as close as they did. "Thank you Gon, Killua. I think I know what to do now." He stacked their empty bowls together, and shoved them over to the end of the table. Leaving a mess behind was just rude, and he really would like to come back here soon if possible.
Gon grinned widely, and popped his head back up to look at him. "I knew it would come to you! Let us know how it goes, okay?" They already exchanged numbers, so all he needed to do was send a text message. He just knew that their friend was going to appreciate whatever the blonde had in mind. The guy is very smart, and knows what he is doing.
Kurapika slowly got out of his seat, and stretched a bit. "Don't worry I will. As for the details? It depends on what all transpires…" Literally anything can happen, and he just didn't want to make any promises to these teenagers. So for the time being he was going to leave it at that.
"Fine with us! You don't always gotta share everything!" After pulling away from his own boyfriend, he too got up from where he was sitting. Then without saying anything else, he went right over to the Kurta, where he proceeded to fling his arms around his body. Wow he really is small, huh?
"Come on Killua! You're next!" He shouted back at him. His voice was a little too loud for the small ice cream shop, but he really wasn't taking that into consideration. It is hard to contain the excitement he felt for their newly-made friend.
If he wasn't embarrassed before, then he was now. Must he always cause a scene? Killua got up with a loud huff, and made his way around the table to stand in front of them. There was a blank look in his icy-blue eyes as he stared ahead. "Can you maybe tone down your voice? We're still—" He never got to finish his sentence, before being pulled into a group hug. It made him stumble, but he was quick to fix that.
"Hehe! This is more like it!" Gon giggled delightfully, all the while pulling the other two in more closely. Their friendship circle has grown, and he couldn't be happier. It just felt like things continued to get better, and he was soaking it up as much as he could. Having grown up without a father, and not knowing who his real mother is, he felt grateful for having the people he does in life. And he refused to let any of them slip out of his grasp!
Kurapika nearly gasped as he was being sandwiched in-between the two taller teens. The action was very unexpected, but he didn't dislike it. It was a very comforting group hug—something that he actually needed. Not a word was said, as he slowly wrapped an arm around them each. 'I could never replace Pairo, but maybe, just maybe, I can be happy with the people I have surrounded myself with. Please.. don't take any of them away. I beg of you.'
For once just let him be happy.
It was reaching midnight when the front door to the penthouse swung open, and in came a very exhausted and worn out Leorio. He kicked his shoes off, and dropped the suitcase in his hand onto the floor in front of him. Then in one swift motion, he turned his body to lean back against the wall, closing his eyes. With most of the lights turned off, and not a sound to be heard, he only assumed that everyone had gone to bed—but maybe that was a good thing. It was a very hectic day, and his emotions have been all over the place. It felt like his feet were bleeding from the amount of times he had to run from patient to patient, and by the time he reached the end of his shift, it took everything in him to not limp his way through the hospital.
Silence. Never has he been so thankful for it.
The doctor held his head in both of his hands, and grunted. This was the worst headache he has ever had! If he didn't know any better, he would think that it was about to burst open. However such a thing wasn't possible in this case. em'I couldn't save them all...'/em The accident from this morning was horrible, and downright tragic! It killed two people on impact, leaving a bunch more with life-threatening injuries. What made matters worse, is that he had to speak to the parents of said kids that lost their lives. Those reactions will forever be fried into his brain, and because of this, he probably won't get any sleep tonight.
A shaky sigh escaped through his lips. 'Aren't I supposed to be one of the best? How can I hold such a title, when I keep failing like this? I should have been able to do more!' Trying to stay composed during lunchtime was in no way easy, and he is still shocked that he managed to pull it off. Neither one of them saw through his façade, and he wonders if it was just out of sheer luck. Had they been paying any closer attention to him, they might have noticed that there was something off. This is the profession he was born to be in, but sometimes he can't help but feel overwhelmed by it all. Would what Pietro think about this? Knowing that guy, he would definitely try to knock some sense into him, and then tell him to keep trudging through.
If only he were here in person.
"What is wrong with me?" He whispered. His chest felt heavy—but he don't dare shed a single tear! It will be troublesome if he starts, and is unable to stop them from flowing down his face. That would only make him feel like a giant baby, and he refused to put himself in that position! 'I'm just so tired. Why did I even come home in the first place? I shouldn't be here. I can't face anyone like this. I—' His thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of something wrapping around his torso. It was warm, soft, and smelled nice. Warm brown eyes flung open at the sensation, and he was getting ready to shove whatever it was away from him.
That is, until he saw who it was.
It may have been dark in here, but there was no mistaking that medium-length blonde hair. He took this moment to really take him in—the shorts that only went halfway down his thighs, accompanied with a tank-top that showed off his slender arms— to his bare feet. Have they always been so tiny? "K-Kurap…ika?" His voice cracked, and he responded to that by clenching his jaw. Just how did he manage to make his way down those stairs without him noticing? There is the possibility that he was too far out of it, which would make a lot of sense. That doesn't explain why his boyfriend was sneaking around like that, though. Maybe he didn't want to startle him?
"I'm not sure what you're going on about, but there is nothing wrong with you!" Kurapika had the side of his face resting against his chest, so you couldn't really see the expression he held on it. If so, then it would give away how he was truly feeling. He glided both of his hands over the doctor's lower back, and sighed in content. They were finally together again. This painstakingly long day has come to an end.
"You're Leorio Paladiknight! A man who works harder than anyone I have ever met, all in order to save the lives of those who need it the most. You became a doctor not only to honor your former best friend, but to also offer up your medical skills for those who cannot afford it. And you work tirelessly day-in and day-out for everyone else except yourself—making you a completely selfless human being. This world would be a much darker place without you in it. If you ask me, I don't think there is a single thing wrong with any of that," he spoke quietly. There was obviously something very wrong here, but he didn't want to force it out of him. The atmosphere was just so thick, but he wasn't about to let go.
No, he got the feeling that this was something they both needed.
"…!" Yeah, Leorio really wasn't used to being on the receiving end of compliments, especially when it came to this amount. If it weren't for the fact that his head was pounding, he would question if this was even reality. Tears pricked in his eyes, and his lip quivered. 'Oh. This right here is why I returned. I had someone patiently waiting for me all day long, and that is what drove me to push through all of the crap I went through—just so that we could hold each other in our arms again.' His arms rose to circle around the other's body then, pulling him in as much as he could. The embrace was tight, but he made sure to cause no pain. How could he be so stupid? Did he really forget about those text messages from before? It goes to show just how crazy his day was.
"And you call me the dork? Honestly though.. What the heck?" His body trembled, and he placed a hand against the blonde's head. This wasn't to feel how soft his hair was, even though that sure was a plus. Rather, it was to keep him in place so that he doesn't look up at him, because damn it he didn't want to deal with that kind of reaction right now. This was already a lot for him to deal with, and he was trying—oh was he trying!
That did not go unnoticed by Kurapika. His boyfriend was hurting more than he could possibly imagine, and he had a pretty good guess as to what was causing it. Whatever happened at work must have been absolutely horrible to make him feel this way. "Are you going to be-…?!" He gripped at his shirt as soon as something wet dripped onto the top of his head. As each droplet soaked through his hair, he felt a pang in his chest. 'He's crying. What do I do? I can't move.' His head was being held in place, and those long, strong arms were wrapped around him tightly. Seeing the look on his face might actually break his heart, because he was so used to him all happy and cheerful.
What the heck happened?
He lovingly nuzzled Leorio's chest, placing kisses all over it in the process. "I'm here. Hold me as long as you need to. I won't be going anywhere," he murmured. Oh how the roles have swapped. Usually he is the one that needs to be comforted, but not this time. Suppose everyone has their breaking point, regardless of how positive they are.
There is only so much a person can handle before they snap.
Pathetic. That is how Leorio felt right now. The last time he cried like this, was when Pietro collapsed and died right before his eyes. That was the day he vowed to never show such weakness again—and yet he failed such a simple task. All attempts to get himself to stop were futile, as the tears continued to pour down his cheeks. Part of him felt guilty that they were getting all over his boyfriend's soft blonde hair, but where else were they supposed to go? He physically cannot let go of him. It was like his arms were locked around his slim body, as another shudder passed through his own.
He sank to his knees then. All of the pain and exhaustion he was experiencing before was hitting him a lot harder at this point, and he found it difficult to so much as stand. This caused his head to fall neatly into the Kurta's chest, which never happens since he normally towers over him. It was a nice change of pace. "Please don't.. go anywhere…" He muffled out. 'I have already lost far too much,' he finished in his mind.
This was indeed very different, but in a good way. For once they were more level with each other being in this position, and he really appreciated it in this very moment. Kurapika let his hands rest at the sides of his head, and took it upon himself to rub them all over. The texture of his hair felt wonderful against his fingers. "Where else would I go? This is my home, and I love you." He never gave up on him, so why would he do the same? They need to be there for one another.
Leorio managed to smile a little through all of the tears. "You said those words so effortlessly, and I'm not even asleep this time. Kurapika, look how far you have come…" Just yesterday he was struggling with them, and now they just flew right out of his mouth. He was both impressed and proud of his adorable boyfriend.
Guess it did, huh? Those words came out without much thought, but that is fine. Kurapika would never take any of that back. What he said was the honest truth! 'You deserve to feel appreciated, even if that means stepping out of my comfort zone in order to do just that.' It was well worth it, actually. His gaze softened while staring down at him. "I am in my favorite place, remember?" He said in a hushed tone of voice.
"I can't lay in that bed by myself, so I have been waiting for you on the couch. I'm glad you made it home safely, Leorio. Would hate to see more bruises painted all over your face." He brought his hands down to cradle it ever so gently in his hold, and pulled it away from his chest. What he saw made his heart sink to the bottom of his stomach. Seeing the one he loves so much in such a state made him feel sad.
Glowing Scarlet Eyes. That is the first thing he saw, when being forced away from the comfort of his boyfriend's chest. They held both concern and sadness in them, despite how beautiful they shined. "Heh. Surprisingly no one tried to punch me today." But he sure would have deserved one, or maybe even a few. He placed his hands over the blonde's as he sat there, enjoying the warmth radiating from them as it spread over his entire face.
"No matter the day, you shouldn't be getting punched at all. Nothing you do earns someone else the right to hurt you like that." It just wasn't justified. What has he ever done to be treated that way? His soul is so pure, and he just can't see why someone would want to crush it. 'Where are his glasses?' Well he can't imagine him wearing them during a surgery. That would only obstruct his vision, especially since he doesn't even need them in the first place. They are more of an accessory over anything else. This made it easier to see the dark circles underneath his eyes, and just how bloodshot they were. To put it bluntly, he looked like crap.
Poor guy must have had an incredibly rough day.
He leaned in to press his lips against Leorio's, pulling him into a sweet and tender kiss. And his large red eyes closed, while his fingertips caressed over wet cheeks. This was an attempt to wipe away at least some of the tears that were on his face. "Anyone who says otherwise can deal with me," he whispered.
Leorio shivered when he felt the Kurta's breath lightly blow against his skin, and leaned in once more to brush their lips together. "If you keep being this sweet to me, then I'm gonna get cavities. Then you won't wanna kiss me anymore," he retorted. Seriously though, where was all of this coming from? The sappiness was just oozing out of him. Not that it was an issue, but he couldn't help but wonder what caused it all.
A quiet chuckle came out of Kurapika when hearing that just now. That was such a dorky thing of him to say, and this only meant that he was feeling a bit better. Any amount of progress was better than none! "I will always want to kiss you, Leorio. Nothing could ever change that. I am already yours…" He declared just as quietly as before. There was simply no more room in his heart for anyone else. Either he lives the rest of his life with him, or with no one at all. There is no in-between.
The doctor's heart swelled with so much love and happiness. How can any of this be real? Amidst everything that has been going on in his life, he somehow managed to find the perfect partner to be with. Now that their feelings and desires have been made very clear with one another, he refuses to let any of those Spiders snatch him away! "As I am yours," he murmured.
The two are soulmates. And now that they have found each other, there was no letting go.
Kurapika leaned back and opened his eyes, revealing a gorgeous silver color this time. "Let's go upstairs, okay? And if you want to talk about what happened, then I will happily listen." In no way did he want to pressure him into anything, and so that is why he was giving him the option here. Either way it will not offend, or hurt his feelings. He held his hand out to him then. 'I want you to rely on me more.' It is about time that things even out some more between them.
They should be living as equals.
It took a long minute of Leorio staring at the offered hand, before reaching out to grasp onto it. This is because he was taking in their size difference. One wrong move could seriously hurt the smaller male, especially if he yanks him down in their fall. What if he lands on top of him? But then he remembered just how strong and powerful he really is, and that is what got him to change his mind. Something like that wouldn't take the last surviving Kurta down. Once he was hoisted back up to his feet, he staggered slightly. But he was quick to use the wall for support to prevent himself from collapsing. His breathing was also heavy, coupled with a severe headache that made him feel nauseous. Not only did he look like crap, but he also felt like it.
Everything around him was spinning…
Seeing the sweat rolling down the side of his face made Kurapika frown. Was he going to be alright? He rushed over to wrap an arm around his waist. "You just need to make it up the stairs. I know you can do it! Come on, walk with me—" He instructed, while pulling him along. So far so good. The pace in which they walked was rather slow, but he really didn't mind it.
It amazed Leorio how he managed to make it home in this condition. He winced with each step he took, and when they made it over to the dreaded staircase, he let out a heavy sigh. "Damn. Should have looked into the whole elevator thing sooner," he mumbled. Now would have been the perfect time to use it.
Such a thing has always sounded so ridiculous to Kurapika, but it really would have came in handy for this type of situation. "Complaining won't magically put one in here. You have to move your feet. Let's go—" He let him have the railing, since it was clear that he needed it much more. There was nothing else for him to hang onto, and to help keep his balance while trudging up each step.
This was pure torture! Again, why did he buy such a huge penthouse in the first place? Yes there are people living with him now, but before there weren't. It was totally unnecessary to have all of this space to himself. Guess he got a little carried away when getting those fat paychecks, and decided to live the high life. As soon as they made it to the very top, Leorio took a moment to catch his breath. "When.. we get there.. Please grab some ibuprofen out of the cabinet in the bathroom…"
The Kurta blinked, glancing up at him. "Does your head hurt, Leorio? That actually explains a lot. I bet you haven't been drinking enough water lately," he scolded, while jabbing a finger into his side. His coffee addiction hasn't gone anywhere, and he can only imagine how much he had to drink in order to plow through the long and stressful workday.
Leorio flinched at the feeling, but not because it hurt- more like it was just unexpected. "Mm! But also my feet. A-and I can't help it, Kurapika. A lot went down today, and I just-…" What excuse does he give for this? That would require him having to spill all of the details, and he would rather not do that while standing in the hallway like this.
He wanted some more privacy with his boyfriend.
His gaze dropped to the doctor's feet, and he just stared for a few seconds in pure silence. 'I was just going to run him a really nice bath again, but he might have a hard time getting in and out of the tub.. But what about a foot massage? I bet that would feel amazing,' he thought. That is the only reason why he wore shorts and a tank-top in the first place. Why else would he be walking around like this? "Okay, okay! I get it. Once I get you situated on the bed, then I will grab the bottle of ibuprofen," he finally responded.
Before he could say anything in response to that, Kurapika had yanked him in the direction of his bedroom. Yeah maybe a bath wouldn't have been a good idea after all. It was one thing to get in it, and another to get out once you have been sitting in the hot water for a long period of time. His strength has already been depleted badly. It just wouldn't be worth the risk. Upon arriving to their destination, he shuffled on over to the comfy paradise itself, and fell back against the mattress. "Urgh. That's more like it," he groaned.
Kurapika watched as he did this. When was the last time he was able to so much as sit down and relax? This must feel like heaven to him. "Don't fall asleep on me. I'm not done with you yet," he said while pointing a finger at him. Then without wasting anymore time, he disappeared into the bathroom. From there he grabbed the bottle of ibuprofen, and one of those small plastic cups. After filling it with water, he walked back into the bedroom. Sure enough his lovely boyfriend was laying in the exact same spot, but thankfully his eyes weren't closed. He was just sort of staring up at the ceiling. Must be deep in thought about something?
"Sit up so that you can take these. I would rather you not choke," he instructed in a soft tone of voice. If his hands were not full, then he would gladly help him with that. It must be frustrating for him, but this was something he needed to help with all of his pain. Too bad he couldn't just take a pain killer.
"Someone is being bossy," Leorio teased lightly. Putting both of his hands flat against the bed, he hoisted himself up into a sitting position. This caused his head to pound really hard, and he had to take a moment to concentrate on not throwing up. 'This must be a migraine…' He reached out to take the bottle from him, and popped the cap off. And once he poured out the amount necessary, he went for the water next.
Stealing pain killers would result in him getting fired, so no it wasn't worth it.
Well it would certainly be bad if he were to lose his job, especially when it involves something so illegal. Kurapika's eyes widened at the amount of pills in the palm of his hand. Was it really okay to take that many?! Just as he was about to ask, he quickly shut his mouth. Wouldn't it be stupid of him to question a doctor of all people? Obviously he knows what he is doing. He clicked his tongue. "I'm bossy because I care, Leorio," he huffed out.
This earned a small chuckle from the doctor himself. Despite being in so much pain, he still found that response to be rather funny. "You're so cute.. my little Pika." He tossed the pills into his mouth, and threw his head back, washing them down with the water in his cup. The taste was a little off due to it being from the faucet, but he wasn't going to complain. It got the job done, didn't it? Also, it sure was a good thing that the lights were never turned on. That might have added to his suffering. After chasing everything down, he allowed his gaze to skim over his boyfriend once more. Never has he seen him with so much skin exposed like this, and so he couldn't help but soak it all in.
That is when he noticed the absence of his binder. Not because he couldn't see the straps sticking out, but rather, there was something else that seemed to be poking out in its place. His lips twitched. "You're cold…" Yes there were goosebumps on his thin arms, but clearly that isn't what he was staring at. If not for his reddened cheeks, you could tell by the look in his eyes on what exactly he was thinking.
The expression on his face made Kurapika freeze. There was just something about it that made him feel nervous. And why did his voice sound like that? He blinked, and followed his gaze. At first he didn't notice that anything was off. There were no dirt spots, or tears anywhere. But upon closer inspection, that is when he finally caught onto what was going on here. This resulted in him flinging his arms around his chest, and taking a couple of steps back. "I-I..! I need to go change—" He stuttered out. How long have his nipples been sticking out like this?! And here he thought he was being careful in wearing dark colors.
That did absolutely nothing.
Leorio grabbed the blonde's wrist, and pulled him in closer so that he couldn't go anywhere. Then he leaned in to bury his face into his stomach. His other hand rested gently on his hip, and he gave it a squeeze. "Don't go. You're so beautiful, Kurapika. I don't want you to hide yourself from me…" He also didn't want to be left alone. With the kind of day he had, he would rather be by his side while he heals. Was that too much to ask for?
Hearing him practically beg like that was enough to calm Kurapika down. The warmth from his breath seeped into his stomach, and his eyes softened. Did he even realize just how tightly he was clinging to him? Even if he wanted to run away, it wouldn't be possible. If he can't even walk around without his binder on like this, then how can they ever take their relationship to the next level? They can't just avoid being intimate with each other forever. He ducked his head to place a kiss on the top of his head, and sighed. "I'm sorry. I did promise not to go anywhere, and I almost broke it." It may have just been across the hall, but that still counts as leaving.
And to be honest, he didn't want to be without him either.
He patted him on the back then. "Lay back down. Just uh, try to move yourself closer to the inside this time?" The guy has some long legs, and to have them dangling over the edge like that would only make them sore. Plus he can't do what he needs to when in this position.
Silently nodding, Leorio hesitantly released his hold on him. He then began to scoot himself backwards, which ended up taking everything in him just to do that one simple task. Once he made it closer to the middle, he stopped, and swung his legs around so that he could lay flat against the pillows. As his head sank into the thick stack of pillowy goodness, he laid an arm over his eyes. This felt so much better already. "…"
Yes, this was more like it! Kurapika crawled over to his boyfriend's side, where he situated himself on his knees. As he sat there peering down at him, he wore a loving smile on his face. "May I take your scrubs off for you, Leorio?" He asked. If he starts ripping them off without any warning, then he might get the wrong idea.
Another nod. "I would really appreciate that, Pika," he breathed out. As much as he wanted the Kurta, there was just no way he would be able to get in the mood. If he can barely walk, then how would that be possible in the first place? Besides, he wanted it to be special. And he will wait as long as it takes in order to achieve that. 'I can't sleep in these. I'll roast…'
There he goes again with that nickname. On the other hand Kurapika has never received one of those before, so that must be why it threw him off guard every time he heard it. He grabbed the hem of his pants first, and slid them down his legs. But when his gaze landed on his boxers, he bit the insides of his cheeks. They were a light blue color, and had tiny stethoscopes printed all over them. 'Where did he even find these? Is there a special shop here in the city that sells medical-themed merchandise?' As funny as it was, he thought it was kind of adorable? This made him wonder what his other boxers looked like. Sure he has done his laundry plenty of times, but never has he seen this particular pair. That means they were new, right?
He moved onto his shirt next. After grabbing the bottom of it, he began to pull it up and over his head. "What if you don't get any better by tomorrow? Can you still work like this?" Suppose doctors can't just call in sick for every little thing, but how can you expect them to show up when they're like this? Now that those were off, he moved down the bed a little to where his feet were, and proceeded to yank his black socks off one-by-one.
Leorio rubbed at his temples. "Honestly? Wouldn't be the first time. Just gotta power through it…" It's not like he was contagious with anything. If that were the case, then he would be expected to stay home so that he doesn't infect any of the other patients.
"That doesn't seem very safe to me," Kurapika replied quietly. How does one perform surgeries in his condition? One wrong move, and you can seriously destroy someone's life—or end it for that matter. He got up off of the bed to toss his clothes into the laundry basket, and when he returned, he seated himself at the very end. That is when he grabbed one of his feet, letting it rest in his lap as his thumbs began to knead into the bottom.
"I don't have any special oils or lotions to use for this, so I hope this will be good enough." To be fair, he has never given anyone a massage before. He wasn't even sure if his boyfriend will feel any sort of relief from this, since he really doesn't know what the heck he is doing. Basically he was just winging it here.
"Aahh! K-Kurapika, that.. f-feels so good!" The doctor squirmed a bit at the feeling, but he managed to gain control of himself after a few seconds passed by. So what if he didn't have either of those things! This was working just fine. His aching feet needed the attention desperately. Now he understands why people love massages so much. They really do help.
Okay, so that definitely answered his question.
The Kurta smiled at his reaction. Everyone should take care of their partner like this. "Sometimes I don't take into consideration on just how hard you work every single day. I appreciate the things you do, and should have shown it a lot sooner. Now your days off consist of spending them with me, rather than sitting back and taking it easy," he sighed. As much as he loves spending more time with him, he still felt guilty about this.
Brown eyes lingered on his boyfriend's face, taking in that sweet smile of his. "I don't do these things expecting to get praised. It's just who I am—I like to help people, and take care of them. It brings me great joy! And how is that a bad thing? I wouldn't wanna spend my days off any other way! The more time I spend with ya, the better! But if you're gonna be so bent on me sitting my ass down, then why don't we have a movie date? The television in the living room hardly gets used, and I have all of those DVD's that are collecting dust…"
That was actually a fantastic idea! They can gather up some snacks and beverages, and make themselves comfortable on the couch. It was better than going to a movie theater, and having to deal with other people being annoying. Not only that, but they would also have no privacy to do whatever they want—meaning no kissing, or cuddling. "Excuse me, but I did a wonderful job of dusting everything in this place! Unless you thought I wasn't a good enough butler—"
"No, no! That isn't it at all! I didn't mean that they were literally dusty! Just that I haven't watched them in so long, is all…" The penthouse was absolutely spotless, so why would he question his boyfriend's cleaning job? Talk about a slap in the face.
Kurapika set down the foot he had been working on, and moved onto the other one. "It is a date then. Just throw in whatever you like." Having grown up in the middle of nowhere, he didn't have a whole lot of electricity. Because of this, he hasn't really seen any movies. And if he hasn't seen any movies, then he obviously hasn't been to a theater that plays them. 'I need to get candy and popcorn, right?' He can't even remember the last time he had either of those food items.
Leorio lifted his hand up to grip at his hair. The way those delicate fingers worked their way into his feet just about drove him crazy. "I-I would.. also like to make a nice dinner for us to enjoy. That is, if you will allow it. I could make something simple, so that you won't—"
"You would do that?" The blonde blurted out, cutting his boyfriend off from finishing his sentence. He wasn't trying to be rude or anything, but he was genuinely shocked. Even though he wanted him sit down as much as possible, he also wanted to try his cooking. Was it as good as Melody's? Could it possibly be better? Damn he really wanted to know.
Being interrupted like that didn't bother Leorio in the slightest. It was sort of adorable to see his face light up with curiosity. "I don't cook because of my busy schedule, and lack of energy, Pika. But for you? I would do anything. So please, let me make you something…"
Kurapika's heart fluttered so damn hard in his chest, that it nearly took his breath away. He forced his gaze away from those deep brown eyes, only to stare intensely at the foot he was massaging. He could feel the deep blush spreading across his cheeks, and cursed under his breath. "If that is what you really want. Just try not to push yourself too much, okay? Can you do that for me?"
There was a brief silence between them, as Leorio thought of the right response to give. That was a lot to ask of him, but he was willing to do it for the sake of his happiness. "Of course I can. As I was trying to say before, I will keep things simple." He has until then to think of what to make. Surely something will come to mind once it rolls closer. For now he wasn't going to worry about it.
Were they going to have the place to themselves? Or was Melody just going to awkwardly float around with nothing to do? "You better. I don't need some extravagant meal. I would be happy with a simple grilled cheese sandwich."
What the heck? No, absolutely not! Leorio's eyebrows furrowed at that statement, and he wriggled his toes to get his attention. "A grilled cheese sandwich isn't gonna show off my cooking skills! I think even emyou/em could make one of those," he scoffed out.
The blonde twitched at that just now, and he slowly looked over at him. But just as he was about to make some snide comment, his mind went blank. His eyes grew wide then. 'Wait. Have I never made one of those? I don't remember ever trying…' His mother used to make them for him once in a when growing up, so he never got the chance to learn himself. This was actually an embarrassing realization. "Fine. I suppose that is a very basic meal…" It was only like, three ingredients. And it was something that only takes about five minutes to make.
Leorio sighed, and playfully rolled his eyes. "I'm lovin' the foot massage, but can you get your butt over here already? I said I was gonna hold you in my arms all night long, and I meant it! I'll warm you up real good!" He was too far away sitting at the end of the bed like that, and looking like a damn God.
That was quite the subject change there. Kurapika eyed the way his arms were held out to him, and shook his head. "You really are something else, you know that? Just let me wash my hands first. I'm not grossed out or anything, but your feet were pretty sweaty." That is what happens when you are on them for so long. He gave both of his legs a pat, and then slid off of the bed.
"Well my sweaty feet thank you for your service!" This happens to everyone, so there was nothing to be ashamed of. There were worst things out there to get on your hands—things he would rather not get into. It was his job to stick them into people's bodies, and that alone should say enough.
"I swear you are the biggest dork I have ever met," the Kurta chuckled. It seems as though no amount of pain can keep this guy from saying such silly things. This is one of the many things that he loved about him—nothing can bring such a pure soul like his down.
While his boyfriend went into the bathroom to take care of that matter, Leorio heaved out a heavy sigh. It was taking everything in him to keep his eyes open. With his eyelids increasingly growing heavier, he wasn't sure if he was going to be able to hold out for much longer. 'I wish we could spend more time together,' he thought. When even was his next day off? It could still be a while before they get their movie date. There is a lot scheduled for him to do, and there was no way he could postpone any of it.
Why did he have to be so unbelievably exhausted, and in pain when returning home? Couldn't he just enjoy this small amount of time with his beloved boyfriend without having to worry about passing out, or throwing up? Not to mention he cried like an absolute baby earlier. This whole time he has been holding it in just fine, and now all of a sudden his tears decide to come out of hiding? And in front of Kurapika of all people? Just thinking about it was making him feel embarrassed all over again. "…"
The soap in his bathroom was the kind that foams, and smelled strongly of peppermint. After drying his hands off with the soft white towel next to the sink, Kurapika turned the light off and walked back into the bedroom. As he approached the doctor, his heart began to race. Must he resemble some sort of hunky model while laying there? His sun-kissed skin was glowing in the moonlight, and he had to remind himself to breathe. "Would you like for me to lay on top of you again, or…?" He asked, while resting one knee against the mattress.
Leorio blinked, and rolled over to lay on his side. He then patted the spot next to him. "Let's try something different tonight," he replied gently. This way he won't have to worry about waking him up in the morning. Since he has another early shift tomorrow, they probably won't get to see each other. This meant eating breakfast all by himself again. He never realized just how depressing that was until the other two moved in, and oh did it suck.
Silvery eyes softened. It was comfortable sleeping on top of his boyfriend, but it felt like he couldn't move around a whole lot throughout the night. This new position should be easier on the both of them. Kurapika placed his hands onto the mattress, and began to crawl over to him. When he made it over to his side, he lowered himself down so that his head was resting against the same pillow. "Like this?" It wasn't really a question. What else would he be talking about?
This earned a deep chuckle from the doctor himself as he laid a hand against the blonde's cheek, softly caressing it as he gazed at him with nothing but pure love. "Yes. This is more like it. But, you're still not in my arms. Curse your baby-soft skin!" He huffed out with a pout. Because of this, he couldn't physically tear himself away.
It was Kurapika's turn to chuckle now—filling the room with his honeyed voice. "Not my fault. I just so happen to take after my mother for the most part. That and, it helps to have the right skin care routine." He took the initiative to remove his hand from his cheek, and scooted much closer. Then he slid down just enough so that he could rest his head against his chest, and wrapped an arm around his waist. Oh this was already so much better! 'He's like a space heater…'
It amazed him how affectionate he has become. This man has definitely changed him in ways he never thought was possible.
There was no hesitation whatsoever, as Leorio wrapped his big arms around the Kurta. There was no way to pull him closer than he already is, so instead he buried his nose and mouth into his golden hair. And he didn't even try to be discreet when inhaling deeply. It just smelled so refreshing! "I wish I could thank your parents for creating you," he whispered. It is sad he will never get that opportunity. Damn those Spiders! Why must there be so much evil in this world?
"For so long I was missing something in my life, but I never knew what it was.. until you walked through my front door that day. I remember being blown away by your appearance, and how the sound of your voice made me feel. Even now I can listen to you talk for hours, and would never grow tired of it. But I know you would never do such a thing, because in all actuality, you're not a huge talker in to begin with. You just let me ramble on and on about pointless stuff, which I really appreciate! I.. haven't had that since Pietro passed away. So, thank you for always bein' a listening ear for all of my crap!" It made him feel so damn important—like he actually mattered.
And that was something he has always craved.
Kurapika sighed softly. "Maybe I like listening to you talk as well. Leorio, you have a very soothing voice. And despite being the big cornball that you are.. it is something I really like about you. So please, don't stop with the stories—the jokes, or stuff involving your past. Don't ever stop being you."
"Damn it. Are you tryin' to make me cry again?" There will always be an endless amount of stories, because he works with all sorts of people on a daily basis. As for the jokes? Well those didn't have a limit either. He will never stop being who he truly is—even if that makes him a giant cornball forever.
The blonde's lips spread into a faint smile, and it was a shame that his boyfriend couldn't see it. "Of course not," he replied quietly. Watching him shed tears for a second time in one night will only break his heart. You know it is bad when someone like Leorio has a mental breakdown, because he never gets pushed that far.
One would think that Leorio had fallen asleep due to the long silence that followed, but nope. However he was just barely hanging on at this point. "Also, Kurapika, I really don't think a binder is necessary for ya. Do what makes you feel comfortable, but I'm just stayin'. There isn't really anything there…" A bra would suffice just fine, but again, it wasn't his body. This was just something he felt like saying.
"Like! I get why you wear one. Trust me, I do. And there is nothing wrong with it! Just wanted to let you know that no one would really notice," he added.
That was actually sweet of him to say. It can be a pain to wear them sometimes, especially when it is hot out. Still, this was something Kurapika has worn for most of his life. How can he just up and change that? At least he didn't expect him to stop any time soon, and he appreciated that so much! "Thank you. I will keep that in mind," he said with a yawn. Looks like he was getting pretty tired himself. Tomorrow is a new day, and he can only hope that it goes by faster. It sure is weird no longer being a butler. He kind of missed it, to be honest. Maybe this feeling will go away soon.
That yawn was infectious, because Leorio let out a big one himself. His head was still throbbing, but at least he was in the comfort of his own bed—his lover resting soundlessly in his embrace. And finally after having waited so long, he closed his eyes. There was no opening them back up now, even if he tried. "Mm," was his only response, as he was already drifting off into a deep sleep.
There was a change in how his chest rose and fell, and Kurapika just knew that he had fallen asleep. It really would have been nice to spend some more time with him, but he also didn't want him to just lay here in pain just to converse with each other. This is something that his boyfriend needed, and hopefully by the time morning rolls around, he is feeling much better! And so with that he closed his eyes as well, and hugged him a little tighter. "Goodnight Leorio. I love you," he whispered. It sure was getting easier saying those words out loud.