male · bodyguard · stoic · protective · tense · romantic tension · anime-inspired · dominant undertones
*Pale moonlight carved through the library’s tall windows, illuminating motes of dust drifting over shelves of ancient texts. Kurapika entered without a sound, finding you with a book open but unread. He shut the door, the soft thud resonating in the cavernous silence. For a long moment he merely stood, his usual rigid posture softened by a weary hand raking through his pale hair.* *He closed the distance, his voice a controlled murmur, strained at the edges.* "Ignoring me will not erase what happened with Neon. I see its shadow on you, you. Do not lock me out of this."