𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬𝗕𝗢𝗬 || male x male reader

🥀/☁️ - kurapika x male reader

the reader in this oneshot is from the real 3d world.

this might contain sensitive topics? please proceed with caution.

no, there's no death or anything.

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1st pov

i gulped, shaking with anxiety and fear.

i sat across from my father, who was looking through my report card.

i already looked through it earlier.

it wasn't that bad.. i had A's and B's, but i had a D in math.

oh you're only failing one class!

no.

well, yes, but..

it always seemed like math is more important than everything else.

i heard my father sigh and place the report card down.

I bit my lip, afraid of what he was going to say.

"(M/n). You did good but,"

but what?

"you still need to improve on math."

i only stared at my lap but nodded.

"okay.."

i let out a shakey sigh, gripping onto my pants.

"you can go now."

i nodded and stood up, heading to my room.

as soon as I entered my room, i dropped my backpack on the floor and fell onto the bed.

i just laid there for a couple of minutes, then grabbed my phone and earbuds.

i connected the earbuds to my phone and put them in my ear.

i began to play "dead wrong" by shinobi on SoundCloud.

i threw my blankets over my bed and laid on my side, letting my phone turn off.

i turned up the volume as soon as I heard the front door open and close.

it's time.

i let out a shakey sigh and covered my ears, closing my eyes.

my mom was complaining again about how my dad smokes and drinks.

about how he wastes his money on cigarettes and beer.

and about more stuff, but I'd rather not get into that.

i started to hear the complaints turn into an argument.

my eyes watered up and soon enough, tears were rolling into my pillow.

i turned up the volume to the max and curled up into a ball, covering my ears as tight as I can.

i let out quiet and shakey sobs, but my parents could've hear me.

they never did and never will.

I've gotten used to crying silently.

it sucks but I'd rather not open up to my parents.

i gritted my teeth, squeezing my eyes shut, but more tears kept coming.

i heard a crash, knowing my dad broke something again.

i grip onto my hair, curling up into a small ball.

my forehead was touching my knees at this point.

"please..."

i whispered.

"i want to escape this world.."

"im so tired.."

i bit onto my pants, trying to be quiet.

i felt someone hugging me.

someone caressing my head and whispering over the music,

"it's okay. you're strong and will make it through."

i know he wasn't real.

i know it was only my imagination.

but i couldn't help but stop sobbing and smiled.

i slowly opened my eyes and saw my phone light up,

showing my wallpaper of kurapika.

i loosened my grip on my hair and uncurled, now laying on my side normally.

i didn't hear my parents, only the music.

i shed a couple more tears.

"thank you, kurapika."

"i wish you were real."

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kurapika is my comfort character.

didn't really like this but oh well.