Her Tattoo | Kurapika

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Kurapika raised a thin eyebrow at you as you walked out of your bedroom. He knew well that you would never wear such a ridiculous thing like a half cut t-shirt in a pool.  But, he kind of liked the idea because now he didn't have to worry about perverts looking at you the whole time. I mean, Kurapika would have knocked them out anyways but still.

You still looked cute though. The outfit was actually kind of fashionable as well. 

"Well, ready to take our leave?" Kurapika gave you a small smile, holding out his hand towards you. A light giggle escaped your mouth. You gladly accepted gestured hand.

"You're such a gentleman."

"It's a habit of mine to be considerably sweet to whom I love most." Says Kurapika, offering  you an inviting smile. You quickly returned it as you exited the front door. "Hey, by the way (Y/n), why have you been so shaken up these last two days?"

Your eyes darted straight to Kurapika's big, caring eyes. They were full of concern and curiosity.

"What? I'm not shaken up."

"Hm, I suppose that isn't the word. Cautious.
That's how you've been acting all day today, as well as yesterday. What's the matter?"

You squeezed Kurapika's hand gently before quietly saying, "I promise Kurapika, nothing is the matter. I'm okay." You gave him a reassuring smile. You didn't need to have a repeat of last night.

Oh lord please help me through this day.

Your cute boyfriend and you made your way down to the parking garage. It was seriously the most scariest parking garage ever. It's that one place that Kurapika hated because of two reasons.

Spiders and the fact that the Troupe could potentially hide out there one day. So really, Kurapika was more cautious whenever entering that room than you ever were.

"I'm driving." You stated simply, letting go of Kurapika's hand. You glanced at him for just a second to see him with a satisfied look - more or less amused. His thin eyebrow was raised up, while the other one sat normally. His lips gave off a sweet smile. And his arms were crossed.

"Really? Whoever gave you that decision?"

"I did. Just now." You grabbed the keys Kurapika had hidden away in his back pocket, and slapped his booty after retrieving them.

"(Y/n)! That was unnecessary!" He blushed. All you gave him in return was a little smile before unlocking the car and jumping in the drivers seat.

"You have a cute butt." You giggled, turning your head to Kurapika who was now sitting in the passenger seat. He rested his elbow on the arm rest next to him. His pale cheeks were still
tinted a light pink a little. You couldn't help but smile at his expression. "Aww. Are you embarrassed?"

"I would rather not have this conversation." Kurapika looked out the window as you began to pull out of the garage and into mild traffic.

"Hm..fine" You reached over to rub his arm.

"You never told me why you want a tattoo." Kurapika quietly said. You glanced at him really quickly before returning your eyes to the road. Yikes. Just terrific. He was probably going to rant to you again. Even worse, you literally just promised him last night that you would never lie to him again.

You bit your lip out of pure nervousness. You sat there in the drivers seat quietly and tried to focus on driving. Obviously you couldn't stay quiet for long. So instead you did what any normal and terrified person would. You played dumb.