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Kurapika comes back to Leorio after a
while and has a
surprising thing to tell him!

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The day felt radiant with sunlight, bathing the surroundings in a warm, cheerful glow. Kurapika stood in a state of quiet satisfaction, his mission finally completed after years of torment and anguish. A sense of immense elation and inner peace washed over him, knowing that his clan had found the justice they sought and that the spiders, who had brought him and his people so much sorrow were finally gone.

Now, he was free to live without the weight of his past bringing him down.

As the dust settled and kurapikas mind finally began to settle, he found himself contemplating his future and what path he should take next. After much thought and introspection, he reached a conclusion; he would return to Leorio, the first friend he had gained since the fateful day they had first met during the Hunter Examination.

Memories of their initial argument on that boat the day before the exam surfaced in his mind, reminding him of how far they had come since that fateful day.

Speaking of Leorio, he had now settled into a cozy apartment in Yorknew, having decided to stay in the city after ensuring Gon's safety. He was now well on his way to realizing his goal of becoming a doctor, motivated by his desire to help those less fortunate in the world. After countless hours of hard work, he had finally landed his dream job, working at a local hospital where he could make a real difference in people's lives.

Despite the fulfilment and joy Leorio derived from his role as a doctor, there was an underlying sense of unease and sadness that often lingered in the back of his mind. The memory of Kurapika, and the aching void left by his absence, haunted him.

Leorio yearned to see his friend again, to know that he was alright. From time to time, he would attempt to reach out, to connect with Kurapika for Gon's sake, but his efforts met only the silence of an unanswered phone.

More often than not, Leorio found himself sitting on his worn out couch in the middle of his cluttered apartment, pretending to be engrossed in the television screen. However, his actions were merely a front; deep down, he couldn't help but secretly yearn for a certain call to come through, breaking the silence and bringing him some sort of comfort, to know that Kurapika was still alive.

Leorio's usual routine was broken one day as he sat on the couch watching reruns of his favorite show. he heard a knock at the door, he prepared himself for just another delivery, but the sight that greeted him as he opened the door left him stunned. His eyes widened, and his body trembled, his mouth quivering as his brain struggled to process the person standing in front of him.

Leorio's voice came out in a soft, almost inaudible whisper as he recognized the figure standing in front of him, eyes locked on the short, blonde man. "Kurapika?"

Leorio continued to stare up and down at Kurapika, his gaze unwavering as the blonde man began speaking. Kurapika's eyes averted to the ground, unable to meet Leorio's intense stare. "I did it," he spoke in a low voice, filled with a mix of accomplishment, guilt, and regret.

It was clear that these emotions weighed heavily on him, evident in the guilty expression on his face as he stood in the doorway of Leorio's cozy and welcoming apartment.

As Kurapika hesitantly glanced up towards Leorio, he was taken aback to see the man's face; his dark brown eyes glistened as tears streamed down his cheeks.

A wave of surprise, shock, and guilt washed over Kurapika as he witnessed the unexpected show of emotion, a stark contrast to Leorio's usual confident and composed demeanor. He stood there quietly, unsure of what to do or say now, just waiting for Leorio to speak first.

Leorio's voice cracked as he spoke, "Kurapika! Where have you been?! I've missed you so much! Gon and Killua and everyone have asked where you've been! How could you leave me like that?" He struggled to speak through the sobs that wracked his body. The pain and loneliness he had felt in Kurapika's absence was now pouring out.

It was evident that Kurapika was unaware of the true nature of Leorio's tears. While there was indeed a deep sense of sadness and anger hidden within the doctor's breakdown, the tears that streamed down his face were also ones of happiness and relief.

Throughout all the time Kurapika had been gone, Leorio had never given up hope of kurapika coming back to him, he never let himself wallow in the worry that the blonde man might be dead somewhere.

There was no hesitation as Leorio snatched Kurapika in a tight embrace, pulling the smaller man close against his chest and embracing him as if his life depended on it.

The tears continued to flow like a waterfall, his body trembling uncontrollably against Kurapika as all the pent-up emotions of the past couple of years poured out.

Kurapika stood there, frozen in a state of shock and confusion, unsure of how to respond to Leorio's powerful display of emotion. Deep down, he had known that his disappearance would leave an impact on his friends and companions, but he hadn't fully comprehended their care and concern for him. Leorio's embrace and tears served as a reminder of how much he meant to the people in his life, a realization that washed over him in a wave of surprise and guilt.

Kurapika felt the moment shift as he allowed himself to lean against Leorio, resting his head on the man's shoulder.

He felt tears drip down his face, he was surprised to discover that they were his own this time. The dam inside of him broke, and the tears streamed down his cheeks freely. With a growing sense of confidence and comfort, Kurapika slowly moved his arms and returned the embrace, wrapping them around Leorio gently.

Kurapika paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts as he realized that he needed to open up to Leorio and express his true feelings. With a gentle tug, he pulled away slightly to create a bit of space between them. His voice was quiet and sincere as he spoke, "Leorio, I know this might be sudden, but please let me live with you."

His voice quivered slightly as he continued, his vulnerability clearly showing through his words. "Please, I just feel so weak and useless. But after everything that has happened, I understand if you decline."

Leorio looked down at Kurapika, his mouth still opened in surprise, but at least the tears had stopped for the moment. He quickly wiped away the remains of his tears and took a deep, steadying breath before speaking.

"Kurapika," he began, his voice firm and reassuring, "Don't think of yourself like that! You're very strong, and don't you forget it. Of course, you can stay with me. You don't have to worry about anything anymore."

Leorio felt a deep sense of longing to be with Kurapika, a desire that went beyond words. However, he fought to maintain his composure and hide his vulnerability, unwilling to reveal just how much Kurapika's departure had affected him. He met the blonde man's gaze and spoke with a determined yet gentle tone.

"Please stay with me, Kurapika," he repeated, his voice firm and full of resolve. "I'll protect you."

—— ★ ——

Kurapika made quick work of moving into Leorio's apartment, as he didn't have a lot of belongings that meant anything to him. The process was swift and efficient, and within no time, the blonde man had settled into the cozy abode, his few possessions finding their places amongst Leorio's messier space.

Time seemed to slip by at an alarming rate as two months quickly passed. During this period, Kurapika and Leorio grew more acquainted and close than ever before, rebuilding their bond and friendship stronger than before. The days were filled with laughter, conversations, and new experiences, as they continued to learn more about one another in the shared space of Leorio's apartment.

Kurapika and Leorio found themselves sharing various belongings, creating new memories together and leaving their old, less pleasant past behind.

They made it a point to eat together as often as possible, only missing each other's company when work got in the way. On weekends, when time allowed, they would venture out for joint shopping trips, and without fail, they would watch a show or movie every night, unless Leorio had to work late at the hospital.

It was evident that Kurapika and Leorio had become extremely close to one another, enjoying each other's company and the simple pleasure of being in each other's presence.

Their bond had grown stronger, and they were now nearly inseparable, constantly yearning to do things together. Everything seemed to be going perfectly, but there was an undeniable truth that was becoming more apparent, their feelings for each other that were slowly beginning to transform into something deeper.

Leorio had tried to dismiss and ignore the realization that he loved Kurapika, but there was no denying the truth.

Similarly, Kurapika too had come to realize his deep affection for Leorio, but it had taken him a bit longer to acknowledge and accept his feelings. Both men, now living under the same roof, cursed with the undeniable truth that they loved each other, though neither had found the courage to confess their true emotions yet.

Although both Leorio and Kurapika had come to terms with their feelings for one another, they were both far too shy. Neither wanted to risk ruining the perfect harmony they had established in their rebuilt relationship, and with that, both men remained silent about their emotions, unable to confess their love to each other.

Kurapika had been out shopping with Gon and Killua, stocking up on sweets and treats, but soon realized it was getting late and time to head back home.

Upon returning, however, the sight that greeted him was quite unexpected. There was Leorio, sprawled out on the floor in a drunken state, surrounded by an array of empty beer and wine bottles. The once neat and tidy apartment was now an alcohol infused mess, leaving Kurapika dumbfounded and shocked.

Leorio's eyes flickered in recognition as Kurapika entered the apartment, and his voice came out in a drunken slur as he asked, "What are you doing here?" But the moment the blonde's eyes turned a faint shade of red, Leorio seemed to sober up instantly, his gaze becoming sharp and alert.

"Leorio!" Kurapika's voice cracked with disappointment and desperation. "You promised you wouldn't drink anymore, so why were you drinking so much? You assured me that we would work through our problems together! Drinking isn't the answer!" His voice trembled with a mixture of frustration and concern, hoping that Leorio would listen to him and stop drinking.

Leorio had turned to alcohol to cope with the pain and depression that followed Kurapika's departure. His past issues, combined with the heavy mourning he felt for his childhood friend, had driven him to heavy drinking.

Kurapika understood the agony of losing a loved one, and they had made a pact to support each other during difficult times.

Kurapika's eyes went wide with shock as Leorio abruptly stood up and yelled, his voice loud and shaky, "Kurapika, I love you!" The room fell silent, the tension in the air becoming intense as Kurapika stood frozen, stunned by the doctor's sudden confession.

Kurapika's entire body trembled, his eyes wide and face flushing an intense shade of red as Leorio's words hung in the air.

Deep down, he suspected that Leorio's confession may be influenced by the alcohol, and his mind racing, he shouted back, "Leorio, get sober first! We can discuss this once you're in your right mind!" He turned away, too embarrassed by the blushing to maintain eye contact any longer.

Leorio, still under the influence but beginning to sober up, let out a cough and felt his cheeks heat up. Realizing that he had consumed quite a lot of alcohol, he scurried towards the shower, leaving Kurapika to let out a heavy sigh as he watched the doctor disappear into the bathroom.

Kurapika's mind was consumed by self doubt as he contemplated Leorio's confession. Despite knowing that Leorio had a preference for women, he couldn't ignore the fact that their relationship had become extremely close over the past few months.

The question of whether Leorio's feelings were genuine lingered heavily in his mind, how could leorio ever like someone like me, he thought to himself.

Kurapika's ears were met with a loud shout from the bathroom, followed by the sound of the shower starting. He knew that Leorio had likely stepped into a cold shower, a method he used to help sober up, but also one that often resulted in plenty of childish whining from the taller man

Kurapika surveyed the apartment, taking in the disarray and chaos caused by Leorio's drinking He couldn't help but murmur to himself, "What a mess." The sight of the disarray was a reminder of the challenges they still faced, even as their relationship had grown closer, Leorio was still very messy compared to kurapika organized self.

Time passed as Kurapika diligently worked on cleaning up the mess in the apartment, restoring the neatness to their shared space.

With a satisfied sigh he patted himself on the back, Kurapika admired the clean and organized room, pleased with the speed at which he had completed the task.

Kurapika's attention was suddenly drawn to the sound of the shower shutting off, followed by the rustling of movement coming from the bathroom.

As he glanced up, he found himself face to face with Leorio, standing before him with damp hair and a fresh change of clothes.

Leorio's voice was soft as he sat beside Kurapika on the couch, his eyes closed in an anxious gesture. "Everything I said while under the influence was true," he admitted, his tone almost weary.

Leorio let out a sigh before continuing, "I do love you, and it's okay if you don't feel the same." Despite the confidence in his voice, Leorio's fingers fidgeted with the edge of his sleeve in anxiety, scared of what the shorter man will say.

Leorio's eyes widened in surprise as Kurapika's words filled the air between them. "Leorio, I love you too," the blonde said warmly, a bright smile gracing his lips as he placed a reassuring hand on Leorio's shoulder. Despite the inner freak attack Kurapika was facing, his voice was steady and sincere, his emotions genuine as he confessed his feelings.

Leorio broke the silence with a hopeful question, "Really, you do?" Kurapika responded simply with a nod of his head, the pink blush on his cheeks a growing even brighter. Leorio's eyes widened as he took in the confirmation, his own face lighting up with a mixture of joy and shock.

Leorio leaned in, signaling his desire for a kiss, hoping that Kurapika would read his intentions. The atmosphere hung heavily between them, and Kurapika understood, drawing closer. Their lips met in a passionate embrace, both leaning in simultaneously while their kiss got heated.

The depth of Kurapika's feelings was reflected in the way his eyes transformed into a deep shade of red, a color that had previously represented anger and hatred.

However, this time, the change in hue symbolized happiness, love, and hope. Kurapika's heart overflowed with emotions as their lips touched.

—— ★ ——

Four wonderful months had flown by since Leorio and Kurapika confessed their love for each other, and now they were blissfully enjoying the perfect harmony that had settled between them.

They cherished their time together, going on romantic dates, spending every moment they could in each other's company. And in the privacy of their own space, they also shared intimate moments, both sleeping together and exchanging affectionate kisses.

Everything had been going well until it wasn't. Leorio's eyes fluttered open as he felt Kurapika shaking beside him in the bed they shared. The night was unusually cold, and the sudden movement woke him from his slumber. Leorio's concern immediately grew as he realized Kurapika was shaking in his sleep, causing him to become alert and worried.

Leorio's eyes softened with empathy as he noticed the pained expression on Kurapika's face, the furrows in his brow and the tears streaming down his cheeks.

In their four months of sharing the same bed, Leorio had learned that Kurapika occasionally had nightmares, but this one seemed particularly intense. Carefully, Leorio drew the blonde closer to his own body, enveloping him in a comforting embrace, and eventually drifted back to sleep.

Kurapika's nightmares continued to worsen, each one leaving him shaken and distressed. He had pledged to be honest with Leorio, yet when the doctor inquired about his nightmares upon waking, Kurapika would tell a half of the truth, saying it was only memories of his family.

While Kurapika did occasionally have nightmares about his family, there was an additional truth that he kept concealed from Leorio. The most of his restless dreams revolved around the menacing man named Chrollo, the leader of the Phantom Troupe. The mere thought of Chrollo's return had been haunting Kurapika's dreams, adding an extra layer of fear and anguish to his already troubled sleep.

Kurapika's nightmares regarding Chrollo were vivid and terrifying, depicting the leader of the Phantom Troupe coming back to exact revenge on him.

Kurapika had actually eliminated the rest of the Spiders, including their leader, but his nightmares felt terribly real. Sometimes, when he opened his eyes after jolting awake, Kurapika would question whether these nightmares were mere figments of his imagination or if they had actually occurred.

Kurapika reminded himself that these nightmares were merely the products of his extensive trauma, and that he wasn't alone anymore.

With Leorio by his side, along with other people who cared about him and understood his experiences, he found peace in the knowledge that he had a support system. This realization served as a source of comfort to him, easing his troubled thoughts and helping him calm down.

Leorio's love provided Kurapika with strength and assurance, and Kurapika knew deep down that these nightmares couldn't harm him.

After all, they were just dreams, harmless figments of his imagination. With Leorio by his side, it seemed like there was no reason to worry. What's the worst that could happen? Kurapika thought to himself, feeling somewhat reassured.

Kurapika was getting ready for another day at work, preparing for his shift at Taco Bell, a job not far from home and one that paid him decently. The morning was bright and cheerful, a new day was beginning, and Kurapika was ready to face it head on.

Kurapika put on his work attire and fixed his hair before grabbing his keys. With a cheerful smile, he turned to Leorio and declared, "I love you Leorio, and I'll see you after my shift!" Kurapika planted a loving kiss on Leorio's lips, the joy and affection in his voice.

Kurapika was casually making his way through the streets of York New, mulling over the different customers he might encounter at work that day.

However, his peaceful thoughts were abruptly interrupted when he sensed an ominous presence lurking nearby, causing a shiver to run down his spine.

The blood drained from Kurapika's face as his body froze in shock upon turning around.

In front of him stood a person he never wanted to see again, Chrollo. How could this be possible? Kurapika had witnessed Chrollo's death with his own eyes. Anger and disbelief coursed through his veins, causing his eyes to transform into a deep shade of blood red.

Chrollo, the leader of the Phantom Troupe, stood there in a worn, dark robe, a sinister smirk plastered on his face. The evil in his smile was greater than anything Kurapika had ever seen before.

The sight of Chrollo's smirk sent chills down Kurapika's spine, as memories of the pain and suffering the man had caused came flooding back.

Before Kurapika could even process what was happening, a piercing pain shot through his chest, causing him to turn even paler. Looking down, he saw a sword protruding from his heart, the shock rendering him speechless as Chrollo's hand covered his mouth, preventing him from screaming.

With a cruel laugh, Chrollo slammed Kurapika's body into the hard surface of the cement, pressing the sword deeper into his chest. His eyes filled with malice, the spider sneered, "This is what you get, you filthy Kurta. This is your punishment for messing with me and the Phantom Troupe!"

Chrollo nonchalantly adjusted the coat on his body, concealing his face once again, leaving Kurapika's dying body lying on the cold, dirty sidewalk. With a satisfied smirk, the leader of the Phantom Troupe disappeared from the blondes sight.

Kurapika could faintly hear the sound of police sirens in the distance, desperately hoping that they would somehow catch and deal with the vile spider and the rest of the Phantom Troupe, if they truly were still alive.

His thoughts raced as he lay there, his body slowly growing cold on the sidewalk, plagued by the tormenting question of how this could have happened?

Kurapika's thoughts became more desperate as he realized that he was bleeding out, his life rapidly slipping away. He was unable to move or even feel his own body, and he was consumed by the knowledge that his time was running out.

Kurapika lay there on the cold sidewalk, his body feeling numb and unresponsive. He laughed bitterly to himself as he felt the first drops of rain falling down on him, a harsh contrast to the perfect morning he had experienced only an hour ago.

Kurapika fought with all his might to get up, desperately recalling Leorio's face and the precious memories they had shared together.

However, every attempt he made brought him nothing but pain. Kurapika was not afraid of death itself, yet the thought of leaving Leorio alone filled him with regret. In his eyes, he had failed the one person who meant everything to him and had finally made him happy and at peace.

Kurapika's heartache deepened as he reflected on his decision to reunite with Leorio and live with him.

He had known deep down that something like this could occur, but his love for Leorio had been too powerful to resist. Now, as he lay there, his life slipping away, Kurapika couldn't help but wish he had never returned to leorio those months ago.

Blood gushed out of his stomach at a rapid pace, dripping onto the sidewalk and mixing with the cold rain that began to pour down even quicker than before.

Kurapika's tears streamed down his face, mixing with the rain that continued to fall, as he sobbed uncontrollably. The realization that all the dreams and desires he had, the dreams of experiencing life's beautiful moments with Leorio, the love of his life, were now shattered. Kurapika's heartbreak felt unbearable as he realized that none of it could ever come to pass.

In the final moments of his life, Kurapika managed to utter the bittersweet words, "Leorio, I love you." As the words left his lips, his red eyes slowly closed, his breath coming to a gentle halt.

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Leorio sat anxiously in their apartment, his heart heavy with worry. Two days had passed since he had seen Kurapika, and the blonde man was nowhere to be found. Leorio had tried calling and texting him, but there had been no response.

Leorio's worry had spiraled out of control, and he had been experiencing anxiety attacks ever since Kurapika didn't return home on the day he went to work.

Leorio had searched everywhere, even calling his workplace, but there was no trace of the blond man. The absence of any information or clues only intensified his anxiety and fear for
Kurapika's well being.

Leorio's thoughts had become a tangle of worry and doubt. He couldn't help but wonder if Kurapika had left him again. Leorio had tried calling the blonde man, but there was no response.

The silence on the other end only heightened his anxiety, leaving him feeling lost and fearful.

Leorio tried to reassure himself, knowing that Kurapika wouldn't leave again. After all, they were so happy in love, and Kurapika had become much better at opening up to him. How could the man suddenly disappear like this? Leorio couldn't fathom the idea of Kurapika leaving him once more after all they had been through.

Leorio, who had spent two sleepless nights tormented by worry, heard a knock suddenly at his apartment door. His heart leapt with excitement, and he was overwhelmed with the thought that it must be Kurapika. Without a second thought, he rushed to the door, desperate for any sign of his missing lover, it's him it just has to be!

Doubt soon began to creep into Leorio's thoughts as he pondered over the knock at the door.

If it was truly Kurapika, then why would he knock? After all, Kurapika had a key, and losing it seemed unlikely, given his highly organized nature. Leorio's excitement faded, replaced by a mixture of confusion and concern.

Leorio's heart was racing as he cautiously approached the door and opened it, a mix of hope and worry flooding his thoughts. The moment the door creaked open, the doctor's excitement abruptly turned into a pang of dread.

Leorio's face became one of shock as he was met not by the sight of the short, cute blonde that he loved but instead, three police officers. The disappointment and worry washed over him like a wave, leaving him speechless.

One of the officers spoke up, asking if this was Leorio's residence. The doctor struggled to maintain composure, his voice trembling slightly as he replied,

"Yes, that's me. Is everything alright, officers?" At this moment, Leorio's heart was racing, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pain as he saw the officers' expressions grow more somber.

The officer who had initiated the conversation continued to speak, his voice heavy with sorrow. "I'm sorry, sir Leorio, but we're here to inform you that a person named Kurapika Kurta has been murdered. He was found in an empty hallway between buildings. We're very sorry for your loss."

Leorio's eyes widened in shock and disbelief as the words hit him like a punch to the gut.

Leorio's voice cracked as he managed to speak, his desperation for answers driving his question, "Who...who was it? Who murdered him?" Another officer stepped forward, responding grimly, "It was a man by the name Chrollo. We've been searching for him for some time now. We've got him locked up now, and we guarantee he won't be escaping this time."

Leorio's mind was in shambles, as his thoughts tried to race through it.

All that time, Chrollo had been alive? He had thought Kurapika had eliminated that troublesome Spider! The doctor's confusion and disbelief were overwhelming.

Leorio mumbled a soft, "thank you," before slowly gently closing the door, his body immediately slumping against the wall in despair.

"How could this have happened?" he repeated to himself, overwhelmed by the turn of events.

Leorio's emotions were a tangled web of disbelief and anguish. Just when he had come to terms with his childhood friend's death and his life had been going so well, this tragedy happens.

In the wake of Kurapika's death, Leorio felt as if he had lost his purpose in life. He had found happiness with Kurapika and his fulfilling job, and the support of dear friends. But now, with Kurapika gone, Leorio felt an empty void inside, and he struggled to find a reason to keep living.

Leorio, feeling emotionally exhausted and overwhelmed, decided to take a cold shower, hoping it would help him clear his mind.

After getting cleaned up, he dragged himself to bed, the weight of his loss and grief bearing down on him. As he lay there in the darkened room, the only sound was the steady ticking of the clock, counting the minutes until morning.

Time flew by, and it soon became the day of Kurapika's funeral. Leorio did his best to dress up, but his emotions caught up to him.

As he realized what he had chosen to wear, he couldn't help but break down in tears. The memories and significance of the outfit he had chosen only served to deepen his pain and sorrow.

Leorio had picked out the suit he had worn the day he first met Kurapika, and the memories it held were both bittersweet and heart wrenching.

Leorio took a deep breath, fighting back his tears and attempting to compose himself in honor of his lost love. As he heard a knock on the door, he quickly made his way to it, opening it with a heavy heart.

Leorio was surprised to see Gon, Killua, and Alluka standing before him. He quickly wiped away his tears, trying to put on a brave face.

"Hey, kids, what's up?" he greeted them, but before he could continue, Gon immediately moved forward and wrapped his arms around him tightly, burying his face into the suit and sobbing.

"It's just so terrible!" Gon cried, his voice muffled by tears. Killua stood next to him, his expression filled with anger. "I can't believe Chrollo did this!" he exclaimed, his gaze fixed on Leorio. "How are you holding up?" Killua continued, consciously restraining himself from calling Leorio an old man, aware that this was not the moment for any jokes.

Leorio let out a weary sigh, contemplating his own state of being.

He knew deep down that he was far from okay or happy, but he also knew that he had to find a reason to live, even if it wasn't for himself. For the sake of his friends and, more importantly, Kurapika, he had to keep going.

Leorio forced a smile, trying to reassure them, "I'll be okay," he declared, ruffling the kids' hair affectionately.

"Now come on, let's go before everyone eats all the food!" he added with a lighthearted tone, attempting to mask his sadness.

As the group arrived at the funeral, Leorio steeled himself, determined to honor Kurapika's memory.

The ceremony passed in a solemn blur, his heart filled with grief. After the final farewells, Leorio found himself standing alone, staring at the empty space where Kurapika once stood.

It was then, in the quiet solitude, that he realized how much he missed his lover, his best friend. He knew that the journey ahead would be difficult, but as he felt the comforting grip of his friends' hands, he also knew that he would not be alone in his grief.

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A/N : hello! on 9/11/24 i've re-wrote this! hopefully it's a lot better and has a better ending from when i first wrote it, thanks so much for all the support!