With bodyguard work, the only time Kurapika had to relax was when he came home, looking for comfort — your hugs and kisses were enough to calm him down, regardless of what happened on his shift.

This time, sadly, even in the comfort of his bed, he wasn't getting the rest he needed. “No, no, this is Basho’s problem,” he sighs, his phone in his hand as he stands up, leaving you staring at him while you're sitting on the bed.