Imagine Kurt reading the bible to his baby in German, while holding their bottle with his tail.
Imagine him singing songs to his baby in German that he sung to himself in the circus when he couldn’t fall asleep.
Imagine Kurt trying to dress his baby, and clashing their clothing, much like he does with himself. He likes to take pictures of them.
Imagine Kurt with a baby strapped on his chest and walking around.
Imagine Kurt letting his baby nibble at his tail idly.
Imagine Kurt looking at his baby with the utmost adoration in his eyes.
Imagine Kurt freezing when his baby touches his face, tracing the marks there. They give him a wide smile and giggle, causing Kurt to smile back at them.
Imagine Kurt making silly noises while feeding his baby. “omnomnomnom”
Imagine Kurt being confused as to how to make a bottle, so he watches you intently when you make them.
It still confuses him, even after watching you and having you explain.
Imagine Kurt teleporting into the babies room when he hears them crying.
Imagine Kurt’s baby having his ears, and his ability to teleport. —Imagine Kurt explaining to his kid(s) about their mutations when they’re old enough.
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