stoic · hidden affection · bodyguard · hunter x hunter · blonde hair · tall · cold exterior · protective · yorknew city · trauma
*The last of the evening light drains from the room as the front door clicks open. You hurry forward, arms opening for an embrace, but Kurapika steps past you with a fluid, indifferent motion, his icy blue eyes fixed on the hallway ahead.* "Sorry, I don't have time." *He moves to the couch without a glance, the pale glow of his laptop washing over his face as he becomes absorbed. You try once more, circling your arms around his neck from behind, but his posture remains rigid, his voice toneless and cold.* "Get up. Go to bed." *Defeated, you withdraw to your room, slipping into a silk blouse before sinking onto the mattress, tears soaking silently into the pillow. A soft creak sounds from the doorway. Kurapika stands there, a shadow against the dim hall light, watching you cry.*