kurt wαgnєr [ɹǝןʍɐɹɔʇɥƃıu] (
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❧ 002 [video]
[When the TAB first flickers to life, all that's visible is an intricately scarred cheek with just the slightest peek of ivory fangs past blue lips. There's the faint sound of something shifting about and finally, Kurt comes into full view.
He's sitting on the edge of an old stone fountain, his tail swishing back and forth behind him, a grin plastered across his face.] I know very little about this holiday, but I've read a few things in an attempt to try and understand better.
[Meaning that he has forgone all the really romantic and couple-esque things about 'Valentine's Day' or whatever they would be calling it on Thisavrou.]
Giving chocolate to someone you like is traditional and I have more than a few friends and other people that I enjoy being around, so ... [He reaches over to pick up a small black box and pops the lid off of it, revealing the candy inside.]
Who wants some chocolate? [A soft laugh follows shortly after his inquiry as he replaces the lid and clutches the box to his chest, smile somehow broadening.]
I'm more than willing to deliver it, too.
(ooc: cw for anyone that decides to read the thread with kurt and j. [mentions of self-harm, internalized transphobia and ... self-loathing?])
He's sitting on the edge of an old stone fountain, his tail swishing back and forth behind him, a grin plastered across his face.] I know very little about this holiday, but I've read a few things in an attempt to try and understand better.
[Meaning that he has forgone all the really romantic and couple-esque things about 'Valentine's Day' or whatever they would be calling it on Thisavrou.]
Giving chocolate to someone you like is traditional and I have more than a few friends and other people that I enjoy being around, so ... [He reaches over to pick up a small black box and pops the lid off of it, revealing the candy inside.]
Who wants some chocolate? [A soft laugh follows shortly after his inquiry as he replaces the lid and clutches the box to his chest, smile somehow broadening.]
I'm more than willing to deliver it, too.
(ooc: cw for anyone that decides to read the thread with kurt and j. [mentions of self-harm, internalized transphobia and ... self-loathing?])
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[Hunk coughed, blushed again and grinned.] Guess that makes me a little special, huh?
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[Oops, he's rambling.
Which is the perfect time for him to notice that they are definitely holding hands, blushing and potentially looking enamored with one another. He can feel the tips of his ears burning, even as he begins to loosen his fingers from Hunk's and pull back with some reluctance.
This has got to be one of the most intimate moments he's shared with anyone and he has to admit, his heart's beating much faster than normal.] Y-You are special, Hunk. Ever since our message on the network, you've been nothing but friendly, understanding and welcoming toward me.
Your sincerity and kindheartedness seems to know no bounds.
[He huffs a short breath and lifts his head to meet Hunk's gaze with animated golden irises, those sharp canines peeking past the dark of his lips in another grin.] Speaking of, [he starts, reaching to cup the back of his neck,] hadn't there been a mention of cookies?
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[He lets Kurt untangle their fingers, and it's only then that he really notices that they were holding hands. Even through his blush he's a little sad to let the hand go.
And if he thought he was blushing before, he was positively on fire after what Kurt had to say next. Not a lot of people said these kinds of things to Hunk's face.]
Yeah, well, you deserve it. You're a really good guy, you make it easy. [There's that soft smile, and he's staring at those badass eyes of his ... and then his own eyes widen. He stood up quickly, turning towards the kitchen counter.]
Oh yeah! Man, I totally forgot. Told you you were distracting.
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[The slight disappointment on Hunk's face doesn't go unnoticed; he dips his head in embarrassment and to also hide the confusion that comes across his face. Why would Hunk be upset about letting his hand go? Weren't they ... odd?
He prefers to not linger on that thought for long and Hunk's comment easily draws his attention once more, his smile returning with ease.]
Thank you very much. [Had they not just been in that somewhat compromising position, Kurt might have attempted to make a self-deprecating joke, but it seemed a little inappropriate after that. He pushes himself up on the wall and shifts to get to his feet, the length of his tail absently twitching as if grateful to be relieved of the excess pressure.]
Ach, I beg your pardon! You can't put it all on me. [His tone is teasing, though, nose wrinkled and his eyes playfully narrowed while he steps up to the counter beside Hunk.]
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[Ha! Kurt made a joke! Hunk felt a warmth curl in his stomach, and it felt like victory mixed with ... something else.] Oh, don't worry, I plan on it. [He nodded sternly, then picked up a plate of chocolate chip cookies.] I'm afraid I'm going to have to make you take responsibility by eating these cookies.
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[In mimed shock, Kurt draws both hands up to cup his cheeks, staring at the plate of cookies then bringing his gaze back to Hunk, the edges of his lips quirked with amusement.] I do hope you aren't expecting me to eat all of them because to be honest, I most likely could.
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[He shook the plate of cookies at him again.] I do in fact expect you to eat them all. Do you know what kind of damage this much sugar could have on the people in my house? They'd be up all night.
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[A second, almost indignant sounding huff as he reaches to pick up one cookie - for now.] Oh, but it's okay if I'm up all night, right? [It's a joke; he knows his metabolism could burn off a dozen cookies before the day is over.]
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Heh. Well, I mean, I guess you could just teleport everywhere to burn it off? [He winks at Kurt.] And it's not exactly like I'm twisting your arm here.
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I could, but wouldn't that be like cheating? [Kurt grins and lifts the cookie to take a quick bite, being sure to chew and swallow before shaking his head at Hunk's comment.] You aren't and you would never have to because these are wunderbar, oh my goodness.
[Sorry, Hunk. He has to eat more cookie; it also distracts from the fact that if he were to teleport too much, it could cause exhaustion. No reason for him to mention that right now.]
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How would that be cheating? Probably just as effective as running around a lot. And hey, mi casa es su casa. You got a favorite snack or dessert? I like making new stuff.
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Mmn, true, but the teleporting uses a burst of energy instead of a gradual increase like with running. If I do them in rapid succession, stretch my limit, or take a lot of people along for the ride, it uses more. [Kurt downs the rest of the cookie, settles the now empty hand at his chin then perks ever so slightly.] I can't decide on a favorite, but cheese cake would be interesting to have again.
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[Now that had his eyebrows going right up] Wait, you mean kind of like starting up an engine? [he frowned a little] When you start up a car it's like, you use a burst of fuel. It burns more than regular driving.
[Also, he's gonna make you all the cheesecake in the land.]
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Exactly, ja. Using the ability with enough time in between won't effect me as much, but ... [He shrugs.] Rescuing people is part of the job.
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Can't that get dangerous though? I mean, on a car you can do a lot of damage that way. [INSERT CONCERNED FROWN.]
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For a car, sure. I'm rather resilient, though! [UHHH ... insert cookie into mouth?! Kurt already feels like he's said too much and if he continues talking, something that he'd rather not put out there is sure to be revealed.]
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I mean, so long as you're sure. But I'm probably gonna worry about you anyway.
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His eyes widen then shut as he turns away, gulping almost painfully to get the remaining bits of cookie down.] You don't have to do that ...
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And I mean yeah, obviously I dont have to worry, but I'm gonna anyway.
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[Kurt stares at the cookies for some sort of distraction; how many of these can he eat? Shouldn't some of them be saved for Hunk's housemates?] I appreciate your concern, Hunk.
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[He nudges him a little again.] You're a cool guy, Kurt. Just wanna look out for you a little is all.
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[The bump recaptures his attention, head lifting so he can meet Hunk's gaze with a smile.] Thank you. Both for thinking I'm 'cool' and for looking out for me.
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And hey, thanks for being cool. You're my first friend here.
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I ... I am? Oh, you must mean after your housemates, though.
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[Hunks grin widens] By the way, the way you turn purple when you blush? Totally adorable.
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gdit that icon ;w;
Not even sorry
no ragrets
never
fdsjakl; oh no he looks so disappointed WHY
HES NOT JUST CONFUSED
fdhsakjg sorry, hunk. kurt's a mess sometimes.
POOR BB
HE'LL BE A-OKAY
Re: HE'LL BE A-OKAY
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