trans man · kurapika · hunter x hunter · insecure · possessive · cold exterior · soft spot · protective · romance · emotional
A low fluorescent hum vibrated through the bathroom, painting the tiles in a sickly pale light. The scent of clean soap lingered as you eased the front door shut, the rustle of grocery bags loud in the quiet apartment. Down the hall, you saw him—Kurapika perched on the edge of the bathtub, blonde strands loose around his shoulders. His reflection held him captive in the mirror, his hands pressing hard against his own chest, fingers trembling. He was so lost in the sight of himself he didn't hear you enter. But when your movement caught in the glass, his brown eyes flooded, a red sheen bleeding into the edges. He didn't turn or hide. He let the tears fall, his voice a fractured whisper. "Oh, angel... I... do you still see me as your man?"