Kurapika x Reader Romance (18+)

10 - You Look Perfect Y/N

While trying to slip off your clothes as fast as you can and replace them with the red dress while Kurapika's still changing, you hear a faint squeak. The sound stretches out then comes to a halt. You dart your eyes to the bathroom door and see Kurapika had finished changing and opened the door. He's standing outside the bathroom staring at you. You look down at your body. You feel your heart's pumping start to get increasingly vicious as you notice that you only have a bra and shorts on.

"Umm," you groan, struggling to form a sentence

The blonde's eyes widen. He turns around and whacks both hands over his eyes instantly like it was a natural reflex.

"Sorry, Sorry, Sorry," he lets out, slightly stuttering, leaving abrupt pauses between each word

You try to think of what to say next, but Kurapika's appearance was way too distracting.

Holy shit, that suit looks so good on him; he's perfect. God, I wish he'd wear that every day. He looks so tall. He looks so hot-.... Ok, calm down; you need to control yourself, breath, snap out of it, and say something

"Oh, no worries, it's fine. I should've just waited 'til you were done in the bathroom and changed in there."

"Well, yes, I suppose, but I'm still sorry; I didn't mean to invade your privacy." He replied, a bit more collected this time

"Duuude cmon! Don't even worry about it; it's fine, honestly." You said confidently. Or... At least it sounded confident in your head. In reality, you spoke so nervously that it came out sounding like one big jumbled word.

Dude?? Did I just call him dude? After he walked in on me half-naked?

The blonde stood, facing away from you. You could tell how tense he was by how he was stiffly hunched over. "Umm, alright. Well, if you forgive me, I suppose I won't argue." He straightens his back, standing tall, and fondles with his tie. "I think I'm going to take a walk around the halls outside of the room while you get changed." He says, taking small strides towards the door

Before you had a chance to beg him not to leave, he was already swinging the front door shut behind him.

Damn it, that was painfully awkward. I don't think he's mad; I think he's just flustered and needed a second alone maybe? Right?

You take a moment to gather yourself and stop overthinking. Looking down at the floor, you see the dress at your feet

I must've dropped it while we were having that delightful conversation!

You cope with sarcasm even in your thoughts

You hastily pick the dress up and put it on, its silky texture caresses the skin on your back as you walk. While making your way to the bathroom to do your hair and makeup, you catch a glimpse of yourself in the reflection of the glass on a framed painting hanging to your left.

I look incredible.

You face your reflection and slowly slide both hands down the sides of your body, admiring your silhouette. A vain thought pops into your mind

I hope he liked what he saw...

*knock knock knock*

You jump, but your uncertainty flees when you realize it's probably just Kurapika

"Come in!"

He swipes his card and opens the door with his eyes lightly closed.

"Are you decent?" He asks politely

He's such a well-mannered person. His voice has a graceful rhythm; laced with a low husk

"Yeah, you can open your eyes now," you respond, a slight giggle entangled with your statement.

Kurapika grins and opens his eyes. His lips part, and his gaze doesn't remove itself from your figure. Out of respect, he closes his mouth. He quietly clears his throat while rubbing his adam's apple. A nervous expression paints his face.

If there's a time to be bold, it's now. Just say something while he's panicky; this is your only chance to catch him off guard

"So, how do I look?"

The man's eyes widen. "Good." he answers, clearly holding back his true thoughts. It was evident through his body language

You move closer to him, your hips swaying in an unintentionally seductive way. You try to stiffen up in hopes to tone it down a bit.

You're now inches away from him, looking him straight in the eyes

Trying desperately to not sound full of yourself, you ask the blonde a question

"Is that all?"

His eyes stay interlocked with yours. You notice his cheeks get flushed.

"No- I mean yes... Well no, you look good, but you also look better than good- Agh... I don't know how to word this..."His face was now a brilliant red. He doesn't get so nervous every often so this was a rare sight. He usually masks it.

"Calm down, it's ok; I just wanna know how you think I look." you place your right palm flat on his chest, your gaze still not breaking.

Your sudden touch causes Kurapika to become ten times more disorderly. He takes a shallow breath

"You look perfect." he admits softly

...What did I do to deserve to be in the presence of this flawless man?

You wrap both arms around his waist and pull him into a soft hug, your head now nestled on his chest. He keeps his arms at his sides for a moment, not knowing how to react to the sudden gesture, but soon does the same as you. You both hold each other close briefly. The scene is theatrical

You pull away from each other, savoring the hug. It felt casual, but also so meaningful.

"Thanks Kurapika, perfect is a bit exaggerated, but thanks."

"Well it's true," he says nonchalantly

How can he say that so calmly? He just called me perfect...

"Anyway, Go finish getting ready so we can go have some fun!,"the blonde says with a smile pasted on his delicate face