Fixer Upper

Steamy

<p>Kurapika folded one of his shirts, placing it in the suitcase (Name) was letting him borrow. Leorio groaned, collapsing on Kurapika's bed. "Ugh, you're so slow."</p><div>

<p>The blonde raised an eyebrow at him, moving onto the next item of clothing. "You don't have to stay in here, you know."</p></div><div>

<p>"But I do, what kind of friend would I be if I didn't help you make good fashion decisions?"</p></div><div>

<p>Kurapika scoffed. "I make good fashion decisions."</p></div><div>

<p>"Not from what Killua told me. He said you tried to show up to the club in khakis and a polo shirt."</p></div><div>

<p>Kurapika blushed, continuing to hold a pair of pants. "I wasn't sure what was appropriate clubbing clothing."</p></div><div>

<p>Leorio nodded. "See, that's why I'm here to help. Out of the kindness of my own heart of course."</p></div><div>

<p>"Uh huh."</p></div><div>

<p>Kurapika couldn't help the small smile creeping onto his face. Him and Leorio hadn't gotten to hang out alone much the entire time he'd been there, so it was nice to talk with him. Even if he was being annoying.</p></div><div>

<p>Kurapika stretched, walking away from the suitcase to grab more things to pack. While his back was turned, Leorio scooted forward, opening it up and looking through.</p></div><div>

<p>Kurapika turned back just in time to see Leorio's eyes widened. "Are these..."</p></div><div>

<p>He held up the pair of (Name)'s panties Kurapika stole a week ago. </p></div><div>

<p>"These are (Name)'s panties."</p></div><div>

<p>The blonde was mortified, face gone red and mouth dropping open in horror. He snatched them away from Leorio's hands, stuttering out a response.</p></div><div>

<p>"H-how did those get there? They must of gotten mixed up with my clothes, how strange!"</p></div><div>

<p>He laughed awkwardly, stopping when Leorio placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, man, I'm not judging. But, man to man, you probably shouldn't bring those. (Name) tends to go through peoples suitcases to wash their clothes for them. She means well, but I've learned not to bring any... personal items of the sexual nature on trips with her. Not after she found my vibrator last time."</p></div><div>

<p>"I didn't need to know that last part."</p></div><div>

<p>Leorio sighed. "The point is, you shouldn't bring them with you. It's a sure way to get you caught."</p></div><div>

<p>Kurapika pocketed the pair, causing his friend to raise an eyebrow. "... I won't."</p></div><div>

<p>Leorio leaned against the bed, looking up at the ceiling. "So... is (Name) the name you were moaning at the beach house."</p></div><div>

<p>"Get out of my room."</p></div><div>

<p>——————</p></div><div>

<p>(Name) pulled her suitcase towards the door, opening it before placing it in the back of the mom van.</p></div><div>

<p>"Did everyone get everything on their lists?" she asked once she was back inside. Killua groaned from his spot on the couch, lazily flipping through Netflix for something to watch.</p></div><div>