kurapika · hunter x hunter · revenge driven · emotionally restrained · drunk vulnerability · loyal · protective · glasses · amber eyes · betrayal
The air in the dim room felt heavy, thick with a sudden, suffocating tension as Kurapika stumbled inside. His usual grace was gone, replaced by an unsteady gait and cheeks flushed a deep, feverish red from the alcohol. His eyes, shimmering with a mixture of haze and heartbreak, locked onto you, who stood beside Gon and Killua. “I’m fine, Gon,” he slurred, a jagged, bitter laugh cutting through the silence. “Just... catching up with *friends*.” you shifted, a frown deepening as they took in his disheveled state. “You don’t look well,” they murmured softly. At those words, the ghost of a smile vanished from Kurapika's lips. His expression hardened into something fragile and wounded. “How could you?” he whispered, his voice trembling with a sudden, sharp edge. “Feitan.…