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answer your god damn phone

[How many calls had he missed from Leorio alone?

Honestly, he preferred not to look at the number. It was wrong, but this wasn't something he could pull any of them into. He'd been wrapped up in his own little world, paying attention to the news enough when it related to his work and his end goal, and while he could have gone to the elections or even to visit Gon (his comrades had, after all), he decided against it. Visiting would have just opened up a whole can of other problems.

Maybe it went against what he'd been thinking before, but he had matured a bit since then. With the Spider desperately working to repair itself, and plenty of its members still on the move, Kurapika had to consider how to handle them-- but he was also sitting right on top of the location of the eyes of his brethren. He had to work up to it, and well... That's what he'd done.

There were a large amount of them recovered (he had to deal with a lot of people to get this collection) and given funerals, but it wasn't enough until he had every last set. There were still leads to follow, and so he continued to climb and gain Nostrade's trust.

Trust, though, is what leads him to pulling his cell phone out now. A strange illness was breaking out in the Nostrade organization, and it was worrying Nostrade himself. A few of his workers had already died, and panic was growing. He demanded that Kurapika find him someone to find out what was going on, but to be sure it was someone they could 'trust', because this could very well be an attack on them.

A doctor that he could trust? His first thought was that there was none. But after just a moment's more hesitation, he gives in and speaks his understanding clearly to Nostrade, hitting the call button on his phone and stepping away. His opposite hand curls at his elbow as he waits. This is pulling him in, but if it's just Leorio... It'll be easier to keep him in the dark about a lot of what he's been doing.

He'll use that to justify this selfish decision.]

Leorio?

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[That's not funny, that's cruel... Leorio is suffering. He suffers for a whole twenty seconds or so more, before he squints at Kurapika, moment of shame gone.]

So I'm just gonna follow you around all day?

[Well— that's not exactly a complaint, but he will grumble about being bored on the hour, every hour. Don't worry, though - he caught that last part and how it sounds. He hums, then shrugs, very casually.]

Sounds good to me.

Then let's go. Straighten out your shirt, it's wrinkled.

[With that, he turns and heads for the door, hiding the small smile that grows with it. This is all going to be so different. It still rings as a bad idea in his own mind, but... pushing him away hadn't helped at all. It definitely hadn't helped either of them. So he'd ignore that feeling for now.

The first step is to see what information he can gather on Don Paolo and his family now that he's gone. Make sure there aren't any loose strings.]

[rude]

[One day of errands (Leorio does, in fact, grumble a lot throughout) and evening of awkward fumbling (Leorio complains less about this one) later finds Leorio waking up the next morning very much attached to Kurapika. It doesn't matter what configuration they eventually got to sleep in, because he's managed overnight to get both arms and most of a leg around Kurapika in some fashion, like a great sloth.

Even after he's woken up, he doesn't feel like moving... Well, not immediately. At some point he'll have to collect his discarded clothes, in order to make the vague idea forming in his head a reality. See, what he's realized after the other day running around in Don Paolo's mansion is that that's the only time he's been out of this stupid office building since he got here.

Maybe because he refused to go out and buy his own suits, but still! That would still only be two times total if he had! He's going to go crazy!!

Anyway, he'll get to that, sometime after he sticks his face in Kurapika's hair and hums, in that "I'm aggravated about your phone alarm" way Kurapika is surely getting used to.]

[Again, the alarm. He's less in a hurry to reach up and grab it this time, far too comfortable with this human blanket wrapped around him. He almost forgets just what has him so relaxed until there's a face in his hair and humming that's enough to tickle.

It's kind of funny that Leorio is so against getting up in the morning. Shouldn't doctors have a habit of waking early? Maybe those are just his thoughts.

He chuckles softly, reaching a hand to rest at the side of Leorio's cheek as he tries to stretch a bit.]

I can't turn it off if you won't let me go.

[Leorio hums again, louder and with more "I hate the alarm!!" gusto at that comment. He could let Kurapika get up, but then how would he convince him to come back right after instead of running off to start the day like the little busybody he is...??

He compromises by lifting one arm, giving him enough room to reach it if he really stretches. Thanks, Leorio.]

Go on, or I'll start throwing stuff at it.

[Ah. He's not being released, he sees.]

That's hardly letting me go... [But it's not like he enjoys the sound, either, so he moves as far as he can, stretching out, and after one or two grasps for it, he grabs it and swipes the alarm off with a sigh.]

Didn't you have to get up early for class, Leorio?

[Kurapika is so smart. Leorio doesn't even relent with his other arm, just waits for Kurapika to get the alarm turned off so he can flop his raised arm back down again.]

Sure, but I don't have to like it.

[He grumbled himself awake every day, on days he actually made it to his bed from the desk the night before. Power naps are in his blood.]

There's nothing to do here, anyway. [Ah, there's his complaint. Sleeping is his entertainment, it seems.] I'm going stir crazy!

You're so restless.

[It's like dealing with a puppy or something. He's not sure how to handle it. And when he tries to think of what can be done here, he can think of plenty. Work. Extra work, really, since things are finally running smoothly after sorting out loose ends just yesterday.

But things could always come up, and he was trying to find the eyes of his brethren. That's a full-time job. He'd followed all the leads he had and now there were none, so he was behind, in a way...

Eyeing the hand that's slumped over him again, he shifts to push at it with his index finger, idly fidgeting more than anything. How do you morning cuddle, he just doesn't know.]

There's plenty to do, but I'm assuming you don't mean work. [Obviously.] So what were you thinking?

[Poking him isn't particularly cuddly, for the record. Not that he seems to mind, absorbed in his restless complaining as he is.

Here is what he's come up with: They should get a day off! Days off are his solution to plenty of problems, but this time he really means it. Maybe it's that or the timing that makes him completely skip trying to frame it in a way that Kurapika can't shoot down immediately, but he just goes for it-]

Let's go somewhere. [beat] Just for today.

[Eh?? Eh???]

[The timing of recent events certainly helps. Kurapika doesn't immediately reject the offer, this time, instead taking the time to blink at it in curiosity. Well, he'd just been thinking all that's really left to do is try to find leads. That's a tedious, unrewarding search in itself. And maybe he could do it while going out. (Kurapika no.)]

Go where?

[That doesn't mean he's great at responding to the suggestion, though.]

[No, Leorio can work with this, he's winning. His follow-up is, unfortunately somewhat lame,] Out, duh.

[A huff. Okay, wait, one more try.] I mean- I don't know, somewhere not in here. A park, whatever. We could get something to eat?

[That was... better.]

[Like... a date?

It hits him belatedly and he hums as he thinks, unintentionally adding to the tension in the air. He pokes at Leorio's hand again, watching it move before dropping his own hand back to the mattress.

He's nervous, honestly, but it doesn't sound like a bad idea. He plays off his nervousness with a casual answer.]

...Alright.

[More like a "getting out before someone really does go crazy," if one were to ask Leorio at this precise moment, but- also kind of like a date, yes. He realizes that a few seconds too late himself and waits more tensely than he planned to for the answer...]

What, really? [Without lecturing?? NICE.] Uh— yeah!

[Now he's the one nudging Kurapika to get up and out of bed, for once.]

Come on, before someone catches you with some stupid report.

Oh, you're not tired anymore?

[He teases at the nudging, a playful smile falling into place as he slips away. Freedom!! Ah, but now he has to think, does he have any casual outfits left? Maybe one or two... He could always use Kurta clothing if not.

And this time he'll try not to care about changing. After last night... Well, it takes some time, okay.]

[Wh- hey! Leorio puts on a frown he doesn't feel at all, waving a hand dismissively as he sits up and swings his legs over the side of the bed. Man, he should probably just start keeping some clothes in this room instead of ducking lamely across the hall so often...] Ahh, shut it.

[He's half following this teasing, half sitting there and wondering if he can get away with wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Truly, Leorio is a lazy college student.]

[Well, while Leorio is grumbling and thinking about lazy options, Kurapika is going through his choices. He finds something he doesn't remember ever actually owning, but the style works just fine and the sizing seems right-- maybe he'd just forgotten about it.

So he'll put that on, and his earring, and his contacts, and snatch up his phone. Really, it's important to keep this on him in case Melody or anyone else needs to reach him for something. Leorio won't be happy if that happens, he knows, but emergencies are pretty frequent.

Maybe just this once they can go without one, though. What would that be like...

After all that's said and done, he moves to wherever Leorio is at the time to peer his way.]

Are you ready?

[Leorio has decided he so can get away with wearing the same suit two days in a row. It's not as if he went anywhere yesterday, that's the whole point of today- So, he's dressed now, at least.

When Kurapika comes over, he's in the middle of wiping off his old man glasses and looks up from them. Ah- should he tell him his shirt looks nice? Is that weird, or rather, will Kurapika get weird about it? Maybe he'll save it for later.]

Gimme a second— [to shove his glasses on and straighten himself out, hm hm yes, this is- passable!] Okay, let's sneak out.

[He's sort of serious.]

[Honestly, he doesn't notice that it's the same suit. All of his suits look the same. Suits all look the same, how could he tell? He's more amused at him cleaning his glasses like that (it's a cute image, somehow) and the suggestion that they sneak out like some sort of movie.]

We don't need to sneak out. [Well, actually, it wouldn't be a bad idea, considering everyone in this building likes to go to Kurapika for help. And there's always the mafia guy I've apparently decided likes to stare and judge Leorio.

Turning to head for the hall, he looks back to make sure Leorio is following.]

Did you think of somewhere we should go first? [Did he say a park or something? Food? He's not sure, but if he can't grasp order, then what CAN he grasp here.]

[They're sneaking out because it's cooler that way. There's also Melody, who knows (he still assumes, not knowing for sure that he's very correct), and Leorio can't imagine dealing with that smoothly- yet. Ever? That one guy is a pain in the ass, too.

He follows with his hands stuck in his pockets, studiously not giving Kurapika obviously emotional looks every few seconds. He's learning.]

Oh. [haha, oh yeah] How about breakfast?

Breakfast sounds nice.

[Would you look at that!! Agreement with a positive opinion, whoa. Despite him being a workaholic, it's days like these that Kurapika does enjoy the most. He had wanted originally to see and enjoy the world for himself, back when it was just him and Pairo, and so... Of course he'd always come back to this. Enjoying life. Spending time with people he cared about. (Remembering they existed in the first place.)]

It's been a long time since I've been able to sit down and have some.

[Good, they'll go for breakfast- but that second comment gets Leorio to just look at him for a moment, as if it's a huge tragedy that he doesn't sit down to have breakfast regularly enough. Even Leorio manages that much, even if it's breakfast after an all-nighter and he's nearly comatose, he gets his breakfast.]

Pancakes!! [HE DECLARES, SUDDENLY. Loudly.] I'm taking you to get a stack of pancakes bigger than your head-!

[Oh. He looks over at Leorio in surprise, before it slowly softens into something fond. And just after all that scolding the other day for the same thing. But really, he's so passionate over breakfast...]

Pancakes. [He likes them, so that's fine.] If you don't keep your voice down, we really won't be sneaking out.

[With that last reminder, he hits the button for the elevator.]

[Bigger than your head, Kurapika. He means that, he's pretty sure you can order that exactly from the menu of whatever breakfast-all-the-time place he has in mind.]

No one's up here! [Maybe. He'll shuffle into the elevator gratefully once it arrives, anyway. Hmm- oh, yeah,]

Let me drive.

You want to?

[That's a weird thing to state out of nowhere. He doesn't see anything wrong with his own driving, so he doesn't understand any implications-- which is for the best, really. They start heading down to the ground floor, and he can only hold his chin thoughtfully.]

That should be fine. [Does Kurapika even have a license, really.] Do you know this area at all, Leorio?

[What's the driving age in this world, 12? Probably 12 like everything else.

Leorio's content to just seem really excited about every little thing, like driving and pancakes, rather than have to express his concerns that they'll wind up wrapped around a streetlight if Kurapika drives.]

Nope! [nice] Be my navigator.

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should we mini time skip on same day or would you rather bigger time skip and something new

i was going to reply with pitbull lyrics but maybe next time

LFDSMGMDF oh my god I swear

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