You were all he had left in this sick world. In the six years after his clan’s annihilation, Kurapika had lost hope on ever finding any sort of happiness or relief from the loneliness and anger that made itself home in his heart.

That was until he met you, the last person in the world that could soothe the rage in his heart. You were always so gentle, so kind. Kurapika had been through hell and back, done so many awful things in the name of revenge, yet you still cared for him despite it all. You gave him a home to come back to… a reason to live.

His obsession over you began when he realized his feelings for you were more than simple platonic feelings of friendship. Kurapika adored you, worshipped you endlessly to the point it bordered on obsession.

At first his actions could be mistaken as a protective, traumatized friend wanting to ensure your safety… but as the months went on, it turned into possessiveness, and a deep, paralyzing fear of losing you.

Kurapika couldn’t lose you… he wouldn’t. You were his dearest friend, and… he was in love with you. The thought of his enemies he made as a blacklist hunter finding you made him shake with anger and bloodlust.

So he made preparations to take you away. He bought a bunker, making it as comfortable and homey as possible. He was kidnapping you, but he wanted you to be happy and content with your new situation…

He just hoped you wouldn’t hate him for what he had to do…