You'll Be Fine, I Know It

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—The Phantom Troupe was all dead now. He had recovered the eyes of his brethren. But while doing so, he kept pushing them away. So, for the past few months, he had been trying to make it up to them—promising not to brush them off or leave their side again.

Every time he came back home, he found them sleeping, exhausted. But they would be fine eventually; they were just upset right now. He was willing to wait however long it took for them to finally forgive him.

Even though a voice in the back of his head kept whispering that the person he loves is dying—and that it is all his fault...

or

In which you are slowly dying, while Kurapika refuses to accept it and is slowly losing himself.

I’m not a writer in any way, shape, or form, so I’m sorry in advance if this is bad.

Notes:

It’s April 4th, so I hope y’all know why this is such an important day. It’s the birthday of the beautiful, kind, and smart Kurapika!!!

I’m pretty sure this is obvious by now, but he is my favorite character from my favorite anime, who I have been in love with since I was 12. So, he has held a very special place in my heart for 6 years now. (6 fucking years!!! It feels like 2020 was 2 years ago...)

And what better way to celebrate his birthday than with some angst!!! Enjoy!!!

I also didn’t specify why you’re dying, so it can be something physical or mental.