Need You Now {Hunter x Hunter}
Title: Need You Now
Fandom: Hunter x Hunter
Characters: Leorio, Kurapika
Pairing: Implied Leorio x Kurapika
Warnings: None
Used mugs in the sink and a stack of newspapers next to the couch. Everything was the same.
Everything except, this time, there was no sleepy greeting.
Kurapika set down his key and headed over to the guest room. His room. Red numbers, floating in the darkness, told him it was one in the morning. Kurapika left the door open and got into bed. He shut his eyes, but didn't sleep.
It was 2:07 AM when the front door opened, allowing unsteady feet inside. Kurapika listened as they made their way to his room. There was some hesitation before a dark form entered and made its way to the bed.
Without a word, Leorio let himself fall onto the bed, bringing the smells of a hospital and alcohol with him. A few years before, Kurapika would have criticized Leorio for being drunk. Now, he remained silent and stared at Leorio's back.
When the other man finally spoke, his voice was low and strained.
"We had a patient die in surgery."
Kurapika didn't answer.
All he did was place a hand on Leorio's trembling shoulder and tried to forget the blood that he had washed away only hours earlier.
Fandom: Hunter x Hunter
Characters: Leorio, Kurapika
Pairing: Implied Leorio x Kurapika
Warnings: None
Used mugs in the sink and a stack of newspapers next to the couch. Everything was the same.
Everything except, this time, there was no sleepy greeting.
Kurapika set down his key and headed over to the guest room. His room. Red numbers, floating in the darkness, told him it was one in the morning. Kurapika left the door open and got into bed. He shut his eyes, but didn't sleep.
It was 2:07 AM when the front door opened, allowing unsteady feet inside. Kurapika listened as they made their way to his room. There was some hesitation before a dark form entered and made its way to the bed.
Without a word, Leorio let himself fall onto the bed, bringing the smells of a hospital and alcohol with him. A few years before, Kurapika would have criticized Leorio for being drunk. Now, he remained silent and stared at Leorio's back.
When the other man finally spoke, his voice was low and strained.
"We had a patient die in surgery."
Kurapika didn't answer.
All he did was place a hand on Leorio's trembling shoulder and tried to forget the blood that he had washed away only hours earlier.