[Currently in M01, from hereKurt exhaled loudly and suddenly when Kon sat on him. Jeez, way to knock the wind out of someone! Kurt was barely half Kon's weight, he would be crushed
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Kon didn't pay any attention to the intercom. The change in Kurt from 'normal good-looking guy' to 'babe with blue fur and a tail I'd love to experiment with' was the best way to tell when night finally fell.
Catching Kurt's tail - something he was going to do until Kurt stopped being nervous about it - Kon shifted up onto his knees so as not to crush it and to allow him to draw it up to rub his cheek against it.
"Ah, sometimes? I think. Last night they were working fine - as fine as they do here - then when I tried to use them again I had a killer headache." He frowned, looking away. It wasn't right that his TTK could hurt him no matter what else had been done to him. But that had to be the reason. It just really, really sucked.
Kurt frowned and pulled his hips out from under Kon, managing to sit up. He thought for a moment, watching Kon playing with his tail. Hey, as long as he wasn't pulling it...
"Maybe you can only use them once?" he said, tilting his head in question.
"It was more than once," Kon answered distractedly, still playing with Kurt's tail. It felt like one minute everything had been fine and the next it wasn't.
Sighing he let go of Kurt, standing up and offering him his hand. "I'll figure it out. Later."
Kurt looked at his hand a little dubiously. Not because he thought Kon was going to pull something, but just because this seemed like the sort of thing that should be figured out immediately. He took Kon's hand and stood up though, trusting that Kon was the best authority on his own ability.
"Well, you're the expert," Kurt said, failing at not looking worried at all. He moved over to his bed and started ripping the sheet off.
"That I am! I'm the one and only master of tactile telekinesis!" Kon raked a hand through his hair in a half-hearted attempt to tidy it. He should look as hot as he could for his date. Whatever the guy looked like.
When Kurt started pulling the sheet off his bed he walked over to get in his way. "You're not planning on wrapping up again, are you?"
Arms crossed in his best Superman imitation, Kon stared pointedly at Kurt. "You can't go around wrapped up like that forever man. You didn't last night, did you?"
He better not have or Kon would have to do something drastic. Possible call of his meeting tonight to harass his roommate all night. Which would suck both 'cause he'd feel bad standing this guy up and, well, it'd been a while since he got laid or even jerked off or anything. He was beginning to get antsy.
"Yeah but I was with people last night..." Kurt explained, giving the sheet another half-hearted tug. It was really hard to stand up to Kon when he looked all imposing like that and Kurt was hunched over.
"I don't want someone to attack me because I'm not with other normal people," he said. It sounded perfectly logical to him, at least.
Grabbing for the sheet Kon said "You're not gonna get attacked just 'cause you're on your own. You don't look or act a thing like the monsters here. You'll be fine."
Man, part of him really wanted to go with Kurt now, to make him see he'd be fine but... maybe it would be better if he was on his own. He was never gonna believe people wouldn't attack him when he was on his own if he didn't go out on his own.
"Sure, in the daylight," Kurt replied, holding firm to a part of the sheet. Part of him knew that in a tug-of-war, Kurt was no match for Kon, but he could still dream.
"But in the dark? The only thing people can see are my eyes and my general shape. Believe me, I know--why do you think I call myself 'Nightcrawler'?"
"So? That means you're harder to see so you should feel safer," Kon argued, tugging determinedly on the sheet.
"If they see you wandering around in a sheet they might think you've got something to hide or that you really are dangerous!" Changing tactic, Kon leered and said "Besides, I think your eyes are gorgeous babe." As he spoke he yanked hard on the sheet, trying to get it away from Kurt.
Predictably, Kurt was taken aback when Kon began flirting with him again, and the sheet came out of his hands. He looked down at his hands as though surprised not to find it there. Of course, he'd known exactly what had happened.
"Hey, give it back! That's not fair!" he made a swipe for it.
Okay, screw running around on two legs--that obviously wasn't going to give him the necessary speed to chase after Kon and his sheet. He fell back into his usual posture, crouched and sprung directly at Kon's chest.
Kon yelped and tumbled over backwards as Kurt suddenly pounced on him like an overgrown cat, landing heavily on his back. Flailing he tried to get his friend off of him.
This time, it was Kurt's turn to sit heavily (or... as heavily as he could manage) on Kon's chest. He reached for the sheet, trying to get around Kon's flailing.
Catching Kurt's tail - something he was going to do until Kurt stopped being nervous about it - Kon shifted up onto his knees so as not to crush it and to allow him to draw it up to rub his cheek against it.
"Ah, sometimes? I think. Last night they were working fine - as fine as they do here - then when I tried to use them again I had a killer headache." He frowned, looking away. It wasn't right that his TTK could hurt him no matter what else had been done to him. But that had to be the reason. It just really, really sucked.
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"Maybe you can only use them once?" he said, tilting his head in question.
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Sighing he let go of Kurt, standing up and offering him his hand. "I'll figure it out. Later."
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"Well, you're the expert," Kurt said, failing at not looking worried at all. He moved over to his bed and started ripping the sheet off.
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When Kurt started pulling the sheet off his bed he walked over to get in his way. "You're not planning on wrapping up again, are you?"
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"It's uh... not me, it's them?" he offered hopefully.
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He better not have or Kon would have to do something drastic. Possible call of his meeting tonight to harass his roommate all night. Which would suck both 'cause he'd feel bad standing this guy up and, well, it'd been a while since he got laid or even jerked off or anything. He was beginning to get antsy.
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"I don't want someone to attack me because I'm not with other normal people," he said. It sounded perfectly logical to him, at least.
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Man, part of him really wanted to go with Kurt now, to make him see he'd be fine but... maybe it would be better if he was on his own. He was never gonna believe people wouldn't attack him when he was on his own if he didn't go out on his own.
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"But in the dark? The only thing people can see are my eyes and my general shape. Believe me, I know--why do you think I call myself 'Nightcrawler'?"
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"If they see you wandering around in a sheet they might think you've got something to hide or that you really are dangerous!" Changing tactic, Kon leered and said "Besides, I think your eyes are gorgeous babe." As he spoke he yanked hard on the sheet, trying to get it away from Kurt.
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"Hey, give it back! That's not fair!" he made a swipe for it.
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"Nuh uh! Not a chance babe!" Kurt was going out without the stupid sheet tonight even if Kon had to tear ever scrap of fabric in the room the shreds!
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