[ He could say something to Akira, let him know that he doesn’t really need to leave, but he doesn’t. Instead, Kurapika watches in silence as Akira sits on the windowsill and summons his broom.
It isn’t until Akira has disappeared into the darkness that he lets out a breath, shaking his head in an attempt to clear it. Briefly, he considers closing the window, but it really is stuffy in here, so he makes a beeline for his bed, flopping back onto it.
Maybe this is the best outcome anyway. Akira needs to learn his place and stay away from Kurapika, after all. He has no business trying to get in the way of his goals when they haven’t even known one another for that long, telling him that he deserves a new life.
As if Akira could ever know what Kurapika deserves.
He sighs, letting his eyes slip closed. This is a much easier end to his problems. This way, he doesn’t have to do the pushing away. ]
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It isn’t until Akira has disappeared into the darkness that he lets out a breath, shaking his head in an attempt to clear it. Briefly, he considers closing the window, but it really is stuffy in here, so he makes a beeline for his bed, flopping back onto it.
Maybe this is the best outcome anyway. Akira needs to learn his place and stay away from Kurapika, after all. He has no business trying to get in the way of his goals when they haven’t even known one another for that long, telling him that he deserves a new life.
As if Akira could ever know what Kurapika deserves.
He sighs, letting his eyes slip closed. This is a much easier end to his problems. This way, he doesn’t have to do the pushing away. ]