Your P.O.V:
You wake up more nervous than you were last night. The once fluttering butterflies began eating away at your insides now that the day to tell him finally came. Even after talking to Canary and spending most of the night practicing your lines didn't make the anxiety any smaller. You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes with the balls of your palms and stretched your arms in from of you. You sighed heavily then whipped your blanked off and instantly shivered at the cool morning arm hitting your exposed legs. After a moment a shivering, you adapt to the temperature and pad your way into the washroom.
You decided to dress up for once, considering you didn't have any plans of brawling of exhausting workouts for today. You wore a beautiful cerulean blue dress that fell down below mid thigh. There were hidden wires in the dress that hugged your curves perfectly and made you feel shapely and snug. You wore a cropped black blazer on top with matching flats with a thin black strap that wrapped around your ankle. You adorned yourself with simple gold jewelry: One being a necklace that splits into two thin chains and ends by turning into solid gold plates that form into sharp edges. the necklace ended right at your waist and you paired it with a matching ring. Your make up was done to give you a natural look, used only to accentuate you're already beautiful face. You french braided your hair from the roots, letting curve down the right side of your face and fall over your shoulder in a fish tail. You then places cat eye sunglasses on your head and grabbed your black bag, to complete your look. You looked into the mirror and smiles at your reflection. You let your eyes soak in how perfectly the blue matched his eyes; and how much it reminded you of him. You quickly got lost in the blue of your dress, recalling every time the same blue shade of eyes managed to freeze you from head to toe every time. You smacked your hand onto your cheeks to get a grip than switched off the washroom lights.
One last quick look around you room to make sure that you indeed had everything, then you shut the lights and exited the room. You turned to face two doors parallel to yours: The one on the left was Gon and Killua's room. Since Killua didn't have a hunter license to pay, he couldn't afford his own room and since Gon refused to use his until he returned Hisoka's punch, neither could he. So they ended up using their joined savings to pay for one room. Poor guys... You thought, shaking your head and smiling. The one on the right was Kurapika's room. Killua was probably the only one of the two that knew of you needing to make a choice last night; but it didn't feel fair to not tell Kurapika first after making him wait so long.
You held you hand up to knock on his door when it suddenly opened to reveal a yawning blonde, rubbing his eyes. "Oh!" He said upon seeing you standing outside his door, "Y/n, good morning."
"Um... M-Morning." You reply, feeling your heart rate quicken and the butterflies in your stomach getting a second wind.
"What are you doing here?" He asks concerned, "Is everything alright?"
"Well...No...I mean, yes! Actually, you see..." You stutter, trying to find the right words, but all of them failing to form a proper sentence in your mind. He stared at you patiently, of course with concern filling his eyes as per-usual whenever he looked at you. No amount of practicing your lines and talking to Canary could've prepared you for the real thing. So you just throw the forgotten script to the wind and come clean with it.
"I'm sorry!" You say out of the blue before covering your mouth with your hands.
"Sorry?" He asks hesitantly, "Sorry, for what?"
You sigh heavily, already knowing that there was no turning back, "For not being able to return your feelings." You finally utter.

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Split String of Fate:(Killua x Reader x Kurapika)
FanfictionYou find yourself all alone in a cruel world, wallowing in your dark shadow of a life, until a certain group comes along. These 4 really know how to make you smile, specifically Kurapika and Killua, whom you have a brief history with. How will your...