A Day at the Mall

imagine-marvel-12:

Kurt
Wagner x Reader

A
Day at the Mall

Author:
Morgan

Prompt:
Hi, I’d like to make a request. Could you write a one-shot, set during the mall
trip in X-Men Apocalypse, where the reader sees Kurt for the first time and
rather than being afraid of his appearance, she instead finds him really cute
and can’t stop staring at him. The others catch onto her staring and despite
seeing her shyness, convince Kurt  to go
talk to her? Thank you.

Note:
Awwwwwwww, this is so cuuuute!

Warnings: Like one swear word

You were sitting in the food court of the
mall, people watching as you often did. On the table in front of you was your
art supplies, a sketchbook and some colored pencils. You dragged the pencil
across the paper, outlining the shapes of various autumn leaves.

Biting your lip, you reached up and grabbed
your drink, sipping the soda through the straw. While you took your little
break, setting down your pencil and looking around, you caught a glimpse of a
group of kids sitting at a table nearby. And intriguingly enough, one of them
was blue. And very, very cute.

You blushed, smiling softly and carefully
tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. You noticed his were pointed. And he
had a tail! The blue boy took a sip of his slushee and freaked out. You bit
your lip, chuckling softly. Brain freeze.

The red haired girl next to him noticed you
watching and smiled. Embarrassed you had been caught watching, you vanished.

***

“Jean?” asked Scott. She seemed distant. “You
okay?”

“There’s a girl over there,” she smiled. “A
mutant girl who has a pretty big crush on Kurt.”

“Me?” Kurt asked, setting down his drink. “Vhere?”

“Over there. Well, you can’t see her. I…I
think she’s one of us. She can turn invisible.” Jean ventured into your mind. “And
she’s very shy.”

“Awwww,” Jubilee cooed. “You should go talk
to her, Kurt!”

“Really?” he asked. “You zhink she’d like zhat?”

“She won’t admit it, but yes. I think she’d
like some company.” Jean told him. Kurt nodded, swallowing nervously. He stood
up.

“Wait, Kurt!” Scott said.

“Vhat?”

“Ask her if it hurt when she fell from
heaven.” He advised.

“Vhy?”

“Pickup lines, dude. It’s how Americans win
the ladies. You’ll win her heart for sure,” Scott nodded, smirking. Jean rolled
her eyes.

“Don’t use that one,” Jean said.

“Agreed. Too tacky. You need to use something
more…original,” Jubilee nodded. “How about, do you have a Band-Aid? I scraped
my knee falling for you.”

“Awwwww,” Jean agreed. “That’s cute.”

“Okay,” Kurt nodded. He mustered up his
courage and walked over to the seemingly empty table.

“Shit,” you muttered, watching helplessly as
he came over and looked uncertainly at the chair you were sitting in.

“Um, guten tag. I’m Kurt Wagner. Um, I vas
vondering if you had a Band-Aid. I scraped my knee vhen I fell for you,” he
recited uncertainly. Hesitantly, you came out of your invisible state, showing
yourself to him. You smiled.

“Well, I don’t have any Band-Aids, but I do have a phone number if you’d rather
have that,” you blushed bright red, surprised by your own confidence. He smiled
brightly.

“Zhat vould vork,”

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