[June 22nd] When cleaning, most people would listen to music - and Kurapika was no exception. He was cleaning up your shared bedroom whilst his phone played his Spotify playlists, more specifically, his Lana Del Rey ones. He was quietly singing along under his breath as he organised clothes. "Tough like the scuff on a pair of old leather boots, Like the blue-collar, red-dirt attitude, Like a .38 made out of brass, Tough like the stuff in your grandpa's glass~"

Soon enough, you entered the room, your boyfriend was oblivious to you entering due to the music. You watched from the doorway, admiring your boyfriend as he sung. After he finished putting the clothes away, he turned to face the door, jumping back slightly in surprise. "H- hi sweetheart!" He stammered, like a child being caught staying up past their bedtime.