Kurapika Shirtless Novels & Stories

he passed me a white cloth which was folded very perfectly " What is this ? " I took it and unfold to see what kind of dress he gave me. It was a long white cotton Kurta. Giving me a smirk he went inside but for that moment I didn't understand what's the meaning of that smirk. I changed my wet clothes and put that white oversized kurta which ended up till my above my thighs but what made it more uncomfortable was the slit on both sides which started from just below my butt cheeks and there wasn't any pants or shorts to wear. Why I feel like this night is not going to be a sane one ?

“An Alpha walking barefoot, and half naked?” “Well, I've never been one to give a damn about what people have to say.” “Whatever!” He rolled his eyes. The moonlight caught the sheen of sweat on his human form. He was wearing a thin singlet and ‘miraculously’ a crumpled shirt still clung to his arm. With a sigh, he peeled off the shirt.

He continued guiding the route and I continued following him but…. I had to stop myself and guess, close my eyes too. Out of nowhere, he starts taking off his shirt and then his white t-shirt which he was wearing. What the hell? Am I supposed to close my eyes or open them? I have not seen any men shirtless before. What should I do? I tried peeking through my fingers while covering my eyes with my hands. So this is how they look like when men are shirtless. I have, not for a moment had imagined a guy can be so attractive without a shirt. His perfect 8 abs, white but bit tanned skin, broad arms….How can someone be so perfect?

He frantically shook his head, trying not to remember it. "Kai." Manik placed a shirt on his shoulder from behind him, grabbing his attention. "Change into this." "Oh, than-" his words were replaced by a frown when his eyes fell on the shirt. It was a 3D muscle printed skin toned shirt that he had gifted Manik on his last birthday just to mock him for being such a body building freak. "No I am not wearing this!" "I only have that shirt in the car." Manik shrugged. "And c'mon it would look good on you. You know with those fake abs on display you wouldn't need to worry about real ones"

I felt someone's arms wrapping around my waist and removing the ladle off my hand. "You'll get burned, I will cook instead." Uno kissed my forehead and pushed me to the side gently. I just sat on one of the seats and watched his back muscles flexing as he cooked. He was topless, the only thing that he is wearing is probably his underwear and black sweatpants. I furrowed my brows. "Uno, why are you not wearing a shirt?" I asked. "Ah! I just thought that the conditioner on my shirt will also make you puke so I didn't bother." He laughed and didn't bother to glance at me.

He was shirtless and had his back turned, his boy was tanned, and boy was he ripped, his arms were huge, I know they were from the clothes he wore but seeing him bareback was a different story. “Taking your fill I see” shit, I've been caught staring.

The trio looked stunned after seeing him, he was wearing a very different kind of set at this time, perhaps he had never worn such clothes till today or they had never seen him wearing it. He was wearing a half sleeve polo t-shirt with a capri. The t-shirt had two buttons, both of which were open due to his collarbone were visible. And the length of capri was a few inches below his knees, which made his long legs look more beautiful. He has combed his hair roughly and it came down and reached to his eyebrows like an anime character.

he replied with a smile. At that moment, I noticed he was in running shorts, his shirt appeared ripped as if he had fallen, and he wasn't wearing any shoes. I glanced up at him and furrowed my brows in confusion. I was just about to say something when Ikaris spoke. "I run better without shoes," he chuckled. "And your shirt? Did you fall?" I asked, pointing at him. Ikaris looked down and then back at me before reaching for the shirt's hem and pulling it off, revealing his muscular chest. He smiled at me, a smirk on his lips. I could feel my cheeks flush as I looked away.

I noticed the tips were all obvious, I quickly used the shirt to cover up. The air was quite tense, he quickly turned to wear his shirt. “Why are you here?” I asked, trying to lessen the tension. " As you can see, I was treating my wound." he said, buttoning up his shirt. “By the way, are you okay seeing me shirtless?” He asked, raising his eyebrows. " Yeah I am, no big deal" I answered nonchalantly. "I'm not like those girls that are always all over you”. " I didn't ask that, Claire.” he said, tucking his shirt into his trousers. "So that means I wouldn't mind seeing you without a shirt too, you know?". I immediately stood up and threw my shoe at him, “You pervert!". He dodged it and starte

I don’t want to look! “Aww, look at the boys go!” “Go Levi!” God—I don’t want to look! I don’t want to look! But I couldn’t help myself. I peeked through my fingers and slapped my hand to my forehead at what I saw. They were both shirtless, with red bandanas tied around their necks, matching red pajama pants, and a speaker blaring in the corner of the kitchen. They were dancing along to the music—both of them having the time of their lives. Levi was laughing, clearly enjoying every second of it.