Prompt:
Can you do a part 3 for “Not Much of a Looker” where maybe the team (+ reader
because she still has powers that can help) goes on a mission and during the
fight, the reader gets hit on the back of the head and somehow gets her sight
back? I need the happy ending.
“All right, this isn’t going as planned.”
Raven shook her head. “Nightcrawler! Echo! Get in there!”
“Me?” You asked, sitting up in your seat in
the jet. You didn’t get much action, mostly because you couldn’t see, and
without someone there to guide you, you couldn’t really use your sonic screams
without risking the safety of your other teammates.
“Like we practiced,” Raven nodded. “Kurt,
stay with her. Aim her.”
“Got it.” Kurt nodded. He *bamf*ed beside you
and then out of the jet, onto the battlefield.
“Tell me when,” you told him.
“Okay,” Kurt scanned the battlefield, turning
your shoulders. “Now,”
You screamed. Sonic waves tore through the
air, leaving your mouth in rings. It took out the robot that was attacking
Scott, and seemed to faze the rest of them.
“Good,” Kurt told you. You stopped, nodding.
He turned you again, this time at the attacker that was focused on Jubilee.
“Again,” You screamed another earsplitting scream, easily taking out the
attacker. “Stop.” You closed your mouth. “Zhat vas zhe best you’ve ever done!”
“Couldn’t have done it without you,” you
smiled.
“Kurt! (Y/N)! Watch out!” shouted Jean from
across the battlefield. Before you could react, you were both brought to the
ground, tackled by something. You felt a stinging pain in the back of your
head. Hot fresh tears of pain streamed from your eyes. Scott took out the
machine with his laser vision. It was the last of the robot attackers.
“Are you all right? Vhat’s wrong?” Kurt asked
with concern, kneeling in front of you. You were sitting on your knees, your
eyes squeezed shut and hiding behind your hands. They stung worse than anything
you had ever felt.
“I don’t think so. Something is seriously
wrong with my eyes.” You shook your head, trying to blink and roll them and do
anything to make them feel better.
“Well yeah there’s something wrong with your
eyes,” Peter sped over, stopping in beside you and Kurt where the rest of the
group was gathering. “You’re blind.”
“I know, but…It stings so, so bad,” You
rubbed them, more tears forming.
“Are you going to be okay?” Kurt asked, his
hands on your shoulders. You nodded, the pain finally starting to subside.
“Oh…Ouch…” You blinked, and you swore for
even a second, it felt bright. You
opened your eyes and were bombarded with color and bright lights. It took a
while, but slowly, everything dimmed. “Kurt,” You stated, looking at his face.
“Vhat?” He asked, looking at you. Your eyes
were fixed on his face, taking in the sight of him for the first time in
months. He stared at you, confused. He hadn’t quite realized you could see him.
You took off your sunglasses and looked at him.
“Kurt.” You stated again, your eyes meeting
his. He paused, eyes flicking from one of yours to the other.
“You can see me?” he asked, finally
understanding what had happened. You nodded, cupping your hands on his cheeks.
He was amazed, confused, but amazed nonetheless. “How?”
“I-I don’t know,” you had shaky hands. “I
don’t know what happened, but-”
“Zhis is amazing!” Kurt helped you to your
feet. He engulfed you in his arms, his tail snaking around your waist. “Do you
zhink it’s permanent?”
“I’m not sure,” you looked at him, memorizing
all of the intricate designs of his face. You traced them gently. “I never
noticed these.” You whispered gently. He blushed, his cheeks tinting a deeper
purple color.
“I…Zhey’re…” Kurt started to explain.
“Guys, this is great and all, but we kind of
have to get back.” Scott pointed back to the jet. You nodded, clinging to Kurt.
He *bamf*ed you back into the jet, sitting in the seat beside you.
“What happened?” asked Hank, looking back at
you and the others.
“Something amazing.” You replied, a smile
finding its way onto your face.
***
You sat on the grass hill during the sunset,
Kurt’s arms around your waist and his head resting on your shoulder. You rested
against him, leaning back against his chest.
“I had almost forgotten what sunsets looked
like,” you whispered, watching the amazing colors in awe. It’s easy to take
things for granted when you see them every day, but once you go a while without
being able to see something, that’s when you can truly appreciate it.
“Did you almost forget me, Liebling?” Kurt
asked, his voice very soft.
“I could never
forget you, Kurt,” you told him, smiling when you felt his soft lips on your
cheek.
“Ich liebe dich.”
“Ich liebe dich auch,” you replied. He
laughed.
“In all of my days in zhe circus, I never
imagined someone could love me, looking zhe vay I do. And yet here you are,
mein liebe.”
“You are the cutest thing on earth, I swear.”
You laughed, leaning back to kiss his cheek. “Even if I hadn’t been blind when we met, we would still be together now. I
have no doubt.”
“Really?”
“Really.” You nodded. He hugged you tighter.
His eyes watched the sun as it sank below the horizon. While the world might
judge Kurt for his odd appearance, he knew you wouldn’t, and that was all that
really mattered.
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