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Crushing on you

<p>"(Name), wake up. We're leaving."</p><div>

<p>(Name) swatted at the hand shaking her, whining as she attempted to pull the comforter that had been yanked from her form back over her. "Noo, five more minutes..."</p></div><div>

<p>"We don't have five minutes, now get up!"</p></div><div>

<p>She squeaked when she was yanked out of bed, stumbling to catch herself against the wall. "Huh? I..."</p></div><div>

<p>"I already packed your suitcase. We don't have time to change, now come on."</p></div><div>

<p>(Name) rubbed at her eyes as she felt her shoes being thrusted onto her feet, the girl wincing. "Hey, I can do that myself..."</p></div><div>

<p>Kurapika sighed, grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the door. "You're barely awake, just keep moving and I'll take us to where we need to go."</p></div><div>

<p>(Name) finally got a good look at her surroundings. They were walking down the hallway outside their hotel room, and from one look outside the nearest window, she could see it was still dark out. </p></div><div>

<p>She didn't question why Kurapika was suddenly in a rush to leave, only squeezing his hand gently. He glanced back just for a moment, quirking an eyebrow in her direction.</p></div><div>

<p>"Good morning."</p></div><div>

<p>A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, the blonde turning back as he kept moving. "Good morning."</p></div><div>

<p>——————</p></div><div>

<p>"Here."</p></div><div>

<p>Kurapika handed (Name) a small coffee before sitting next to her to sip on his own. She mumbled a thanks before blowing on it.</p></div><div>

<p>He pulled out one of her favorite pastries, one Leorio had informed him about only a few minutes before over text.</p></div><div>

<p>"Mmm..."</p></div><div>

<p>She munched on it as she thought about her plans for the day. "Why-"</p></div><div>

<p>"Why did we leave so early? I..."</p></div><div>

<p>He thought back to the reason as he chewed on his own pastry.</p></div><div>

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                                              <em>Kurapika tossed and turned in bed, face twisted in agony as a nightmare plagued his sleep.</em>
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                                              <em>In his dream, he watched as someone broke into their hotel room as the sun rose, approaching the bed him and (Name) slept in.</em>
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                                              <em>He watched in horror as the figure placed a hand over (Name)'s mouth, pinning her down and pulling out a knife.</em>
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                                              <em>Kurapika woke with a start, eyes wide as he scanned the room before they landed on (Name). She was still asleep, breathing rhythmically as she held onto his shirt. He relaxed slightly, but couldn't shake the unwavering paranoia that told him he needed to get them out if there, and fast.</em>
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