Always (Kuroro Lucilfer) Chapter 6

 “I hate it when you make me laugh – even worse when you make me cry.”

It had been about a month since you reunited with Kurapica and the others and the relationship between yourself and Kuroro had been fairly calm. There was still some tension, but things were back together for the most part. You had begun paying closer attention to Kuroro and kept in touch with Hisoka, who often texted you with advice, whether you wanted it or not.

Kuroro had figured out who you were texting, but he still didn't know why you were texting the male or what was being said between you but he had the strong feeling that it somehow involved himself. He didn't like that.

You yawned as you leaned back against the headboard, staring up at the ceiling. Your eyes shifted to Kuroro, who was sitting in his usual chair reading another one of the books from his vast collection. Your lips tugged down. "Kuroro."

"Hm?" He didn't even glance up at you, but at least he answered.

"I'm bored."

"And?"

Your eye twitched in annoyance at his lack of care. " And there's nothing to do! You'd think this being such a fancy hotel, they'd have a TV or Internet or a game system or something !" You scowled, sliding down so that you were half sitting, half lying down.

Kuroro glanced at you briefly before returning his dark eyes to the book. "Most people who reside within this hotel are businessmen who are rarely even here. They have no such need for entertainment."

"Of course," you muttered under your breath. "You picked a hotel with no form of entertainment. I'm sitting here rotting away, you know."

Kuroro closed his eyes and chuckled, setting his book down on the table before approaching you. He leaned down, his face inches from your own and his hands on either side of your head to support himself. You tried to back away, embarrassed by how close he currently was, but you were already back as far as you could go.

"And what would you like me to do about your boredom?" His tone was low, husky almost, and carried a teasing undertone. This was unusual for him, but quite welcome. It almost made you feel as if you were in a normal relationship.

You glanced to the side, trying to avoid that penetrating gaze of his. "I dunno."

"If you don't know, then how am I supposed to?"

You shrugged a shoulder and a small sigh passed his lips.

"You have a choice, Y/N. Figure out something to do or stop complaining."

"It's your fault," you muttered, glancing at him as he quirked a brow before you looked away again. "You're too close. I can't think properly."

He chuckled, moving even closer. You could feel his warm breath on your neck as his lips brushed the shell of your ear. "Am I making you uncomfortable, Y/N?"

You swallowed hard, fingers curling around the fabric of your pants. He rarely ever got close to you or showed affection, so it made sense that you would feel uncomfortable with it because it was something that didn't happen often.

The corners of Kuroro's lips curled up into a smirk and he reached forward, grabbing your chin between his index and thumb to force you to meet his gaze. His smirk widened at the embarrassed expression you wore and he leaned in closer, his lips close enough to just barely brush your own.

To be honest, you were feeling more nervous than embarrassed, but the two emotions went hand in hand. Despite having been with Kuroro for a while now, you had never shared a kiss before. You had never even been kissed by anyone before, so it was only natural for you to be nervous, but the fact that it was Kuroro only made it ten times worse.

Kuroro watched your eyes carefully, watching the different emotions that flooded through them and committing them to his memory. His smirk lessened to a small smile before he finally pulled away, returning to the chair and his book.

You blinked in surprise, eyes slightly wide and heart beating fast within your chest. When you came back to your senses, you shot him a glare. " Asshole ."

His lips twitched as if they wanted to pull up into a smile, but he held it back, acting as if he hadn't heard your comment. You pushed yourself off the bed and walked over to him, settling yourself down on the table beside him, legs crossed and back resting against the wall.

"I'm still bored~" you groaned, letting your head fall back against the wall repeatedly.

"I told you to stop complaining," he scolded, turning the page of his book.

Silence fell over the two of you, broken only by the occasional sound of the pages being turned. You shifted, stretching your legs out and crossing your ankles. A couple minutes later, you shifted again, bringing your legs up beneath your body once again. You began to fidget with the loose threads of your pants, scooting closer to the wall so that you were sitting up straight. You went to move again but stopped when Kuroro snapped the book closed, staring at you blankly.

"What?" You shifted nervously under his gaze.

Kuroro stood up without a word, setting the book on your lap before grabbing his coat and leaving the room. You blinked at the closed door in confusion before sighing and scooting off of the table so you could return to the bed, falling onto your stomach. Your eyes fell on the sliding glass doors of the balcony, watching the white fluffy clouds drifting by at a leisurely pace.

What did Kuroro expect from you? You were in a hotel room with no TV, no games, and no internet. You also weren't allowed to leave the hotel whether he was around or not, so what were you supposed to do? He had to expect that you would eventually get on his nerves as you started to go stir crazy.

You heard the door click as Kuroro returned to the room, but you didn't move, eyes focused on a cloud that looked strangely like a bear on a bicycle. If there was nothing to do, then the only option left was to just sleep. That was your plan as your eyes slid closed, but he clearly had other plans as his hand landed on your shoulder.

"Get up," he ordered.

You glared up at him but did not move. "I'm not allowed to sleep now, either? Honestly, Kuroro, what do you want me to just sit still like a freaking statue until you want me to do something? Gimme a break." You rolled over so that you were facing away from him, missing the amused smirk that played upon his lips.

Kuroro leaned down, his hand landing on the bed in front of your face and his chest pressing against your back, lips brushing the shell of your ear. "Get up, Y/N, or you will not get your present."

"Present?" You blinked up at him, confusion and disbelief swirling in your eyes. "You got me a present?"

" Up ," he pushed off of you, walking over to his chair and taking a seat.

You sat up slowly, blinking at him before looking at the large white bag at his feet. Your curiosity skyrocketed and you crawled off the bed, approaching the bag cautiously.

Kuroro watched you with amusement dancing within his dark eyes. "It's not a bomb, you know."

You laughed before plopping down before the bag. "With you, there's no telling." Your finger tugged at the edge, tipping it over to peer inside only for your eyes to widen as you pulled out a hand-held gaming system with several different games within. "You -"

Words failed you as you held the box within your hands. He had rarely gotten you presents within the time that you were together, especially not something expensive or that you specifically asked for. Why was he suddenly being so nice? It made you suspicious but at the same time, you felt grateful.

Kuroro's lips formed a thin line as his dark eyes watched you carefully. Your head was lowered, a shadow covering your eyes, but he could see the shimmer of tears under the lamplight. Did you not like the system he had chosen? Or was it the games? It was true that he didn't know much about gaming, but the employee at the store had assured him that you would enjoy the games that he had chosen. His eyes narrowed. He was going to make that employee pay for this.

You quickly wiped away the tears burning at your eyes, your voice soft. "Thank you..."

His eyes softened the slightest bit, hand resting atop your head. His voice was just as soft as your own, lightly teasing. "Now, I don't want to hear any more about you being bored, understand?"

You nodded, unable to stop the smile that tugged at your lips.

Perhaps he would allow the employee to keep his life after all.