Kurapika x Reader One-Shot Collection

The Roomate*

As requested, here is a Yandere Reader x Kurapika story.
I don't want to give out too many details, but I must warn you: this story contains rape and murder scenes. Enjoy!

You push aside your college work as you sit on the floor. You start to enjoy the instant ramen you made when the doorbell rings. You slurp your noodles before getting up to answer the door.

"Who the hell could that be?" You sigh before looking through the peephole. 

You turn around and lean up against the door, fanning yourself. After a few seconds, you take a deep breath and open the door.

Standing in front of you is the most gorgeous man you have ever seen. With blonde hair and eyes that have the power to compel, you find yourself mesmerized by his beauty.

"C...can I help you?" you ask.

He extends his arm. "Yes. My name is Kurapika and I was wondering if you were still looking for a roommate. I saw your ad online."

You reach out to shake his hand. The feeling of his skin sends electric sparks down your spine.

"Hi, I'm (Y/N). Yes. I'm still looking for a roommate."

"I'm sorry, the ad didn't specify if you were looking for a male or female roommate. I understand if having a male roommate would make you uncomfortable. However, to ease your mind...I'll be working most of the time. You will rarely see me. I simply need a place to sleep a few nights a week."

You stare at him a little too long before replying. You wipe the drool from your mouth with your hand.

"You sound perfect. When do you want to move in?"

"I was hoping today."

You open the door wider. "Sounds good. Come in. I'll show you your room."

Kurapika takes his shoes off before walking inside the tiny apartment. "I appreciate it."

You lead him to his new room. "Sorry, it's not much."

Kurapika walks inside the small empty bedroom. He turns around and faces you with a smile. "It's perfect." He reaches into his bag. "How much do I owe you?"

"Sixty-six thousand jenny."

He pulls out an envelope filled with cash and starts to count it. He hands his share of the rent to you.

"I'll have my things delivered later today," he says.

You take the cash from him. "Sure. No problem."

You follow Kurapika as he walks out of the bedroom back to the front door. He places his hand on the doorknob then glances at you. "Thank you, again. I hope I didn't disrupt your day."

You shake your head. "Of course not. It's me who should be thanking you. I really needed this money."

"Is there anything else you need from me?" he asks you.
"How about a last name for the lease?"
"Right...Kurta. Kurapika Kurta."

As soon as Kurapika leaves, you open your laptop to find out as much as you can about your new mysterious roommate.

You check all social media platforms. "Nothing." You close your laptop with force. "Who is this guy?"

Later that evening, you hear a knock at the door. You hop off the couch to answer it. Your heart skips a beat when you see Kurapika. He's all you've been thinking about since meeting him. Never in your life have you felt such an obsession.

Kurapika is standing next to a tall man dressed in scrubs and a lab coat. His badge reads, Leorio Paradinight, MD.

"This is my friend, Leorio. He's going to help me set up my furniture. I hope that's okay with you," Kurapika says.