It's only half past the point of oblivion.
Crowded prompt.
The train center was crowded as she waited for him. It had been hours since she had lugged herself out of bed to greet her favorite blue man in Grand Central station, and her eyes were slowly drooping as she leaned against a stone bench outside, she loved Kurt and his insane urge to see the sights every time he came back from an away mission, but she was exhausted and had quickly tired of tripping pickpockets, and being leered at by the creepy old smelly bums who squatted there.
She’s startled from her light doze as a pale, familiar hand grips her shoulder and an accented voice that never stops making her smile is heard bright as the day’s sun. “Hallo Boom Boom.”
“Blue!” Her reaction was a rushed frenzy of arms shooting from her jacket to hug the cloaked mutant with an unrelenting grip.
“How are you Mein Engel?” She leaned into his hand and grinned up at the humanized face of her best friend.
“Better now that your back home big blue. I missed you.”
“Gleich hier Engel.”
“Let’s go home so you can drop the pale and go back to your sexy tattooed self.” She pulled his battered coat into her arms and smiled as he pulled her and his bag into a tight hug.
“Warte einen Moment.” He whispered into her ear, and pulls her just a little closer as she laughs and closes her eyes so tight they crinkle at the lids.
The familiar smell of sulphur and smoke fills her nostrils, her heart taking on that fond chill as they teleport towards the familiar and worn grass of the mansion, and when she opens her eyes to see the tree she first met Kurt in she pulls him just a bit tighter.
“Can I do it Blue?” Her hand is on his wrist, thumb running over the face of his watch.
“Da.”
Tabitha smiles and gently pulls the button. She smiles ever so fondly as the image of his blue tattooed face is finally revealed and gently cups his cheeks. “Much better.” She doesn’t let him go shy on her, just traces her fingers lovingly over the raised symbols on his cheek and laughs when he bats at her hands.
“Don’t leave me for so long again Kurt. I missed you.” She knows it’s already been said yet can’t make herself care as he pulls her into another hug, rubbing his cheek into her hair as his cross tickles against her collar bone.
“I got you something mein engel.”
“Really blue?”
“Da. Belgian chocolate.”
“You know me so well Blue. No come on we’ve got a missed Errol Flynn marathon and ice cream benders to make up for!” She wraps an arm around his waist and walks him to the house, giggling as he attempts to stop her from speaking his native tongue in a completely atrocious accent.
The train center was crowded as she waited for him. It had been hours since she had lugged herself out of bed to greet her favorite blue man in Grand Central station, and her eyes were slowly drooping as she leaned against a stone bench outside, she loved Kurt and his insane urge to see the sights every time he came back from an away mission, but she was exhausted and had quickly tired of tripping pickpockets, and being leered at by the creepy old smelly bums who squatted there.
She’s startled from her light doze as a pale, familiar hand grips her shoulder and an accented voice that never stops making her smile is heard bright as the day’s sun. “Hallo Boom Boom.”
“Blue!” Her reaction was a rushed frenzy of arms shooting from her jacket to hug the cloaked mutant with an unrelenting grip.
“How are you Mein Engel?” She leaned into his hand and grinned up at the humanized face of her best friend.
“Better now that your back home big blue. I missed you.”
“Gleich hier Engel.”
“Let’s go home so you can drop the pale and go back to your sexy tattooed self.” She pulled his battered coat into her arms and smiled as he pulled her and his bag into a tight hug.
“Warte einen Moment.” He whispered into her ear, and pulls her just a little closer as she laughs and closes her eyes so tight they crinkle at the lids.
The familiar smell of sulphur and smoke fills her nostrils, her heart taking on that fond chill as they teleport towards the familiar and worn grass of the mansion, and when she opens her eyes to see the tree she first met Kurt in she pulls him just a bit tighter.
“Can I do it Blue?” Her hand is on his wrist, thumb running over the face of his watch.
“Da.”
Tabitha smiles and gently pulls the button. She smiles ever so fondly as the image of his blue tattooed face is finally revealed and gently cups his cheeks. “Much better.” She doesn’t let him go shy on her, just traces her fingers lovingly over the raised symbols on his cheek and laughs when he bats at her hands.
“Don’t leave me for so long again Kurt. I missed you.” She knows it’s already been said yet can’t make herself care as he pulls her into another hug, rubbing his cheek into her hair as his cross tickles against her collar bone.
“I got you something mein engel.”
“Really blue?”
“Da. Belgian chocolate.”
“You know me so well Blue. No come on we’ve got a missed Errol Flynn marathon and ice cream benders to make up for!” She wraps an arm around his waist and walks him to the house, giggling as he attempts to stop her from speaking his native tongue in a completely atrocious accent.