Prompt:
There literally wasn’t one, but I was having feels, and I really need to write this, just to take a little break from the
sea of prompts. I’ve been watching X-Men Evolution and Kurt has his little
image-inducer watch from Xavier that makes him appear normal, so like this
still takes place in the Apocalypse universe, but borrowing that little tidbit
from the cartoon.
Warnings:
None?
“Hey Kurt, we’re going to the Homecoming
game!” Jubilee poked her head into the room of the blue mutant. “Wanna come
with us?”
“Vhere is it?” he asked, looking up from his
Bible.
“At the human high school. It’s just a few
miles from here. Scott and Peter and Jean and Ororo and Warren and I are going!
It’ll be fun, I swear!”
“I’m…” Kurt caught a glance of his reflection
in the mirror. “I’m okay…” he said sadly. He couldn’t go to a school full of
human kids looking like this, no matter how badly he wanted to.
“Kurt, are you sure?” she asked softly. “I
reeeeaaaly want to introduce you to my awesome friend (Y/N).”
“I’m sure,” he nodded, eyes scanning the
bible verses in front of him. Jubilee sighed, pulling out a box from behind
her.
“Okay, I didn’t wanna do this, but you’re
giving me no choice.” She shook her head. “Hank made this. It’s a prototype,
but it can make you look normal if you wear it.
*Bamf*
“Really?” he looked at it curiously. “It
looks like a vatch,”
“It is. Kind of.” Jubilee helped Kurt put it
on his wrist. Immediately, he appeared human. He looked in the mirror, excited.
This couldn’t be real.
“Five fingers?” Kurt looked at them, but when
he tried to separate them, he found he couldn’t.
“It looks like you have five, but you still
have three.”
“Zhis is amazing!” Kurt mused, unable to look
away from himself. All his life, he had imagined what he would look like if he
had been human, but here he was. He still looked like him, but now he wasn’t blue. His ears looked normal, so did his
fangs, and instead of amber, his eyes were brown.
“Come on, silly. We don’t wanna be late,”
Jubilee led him out the bedroom door and back to where the others were waiting.
“Jubilee, where’s Kurt?” Scott asked, his
eyes searching the stairwell. Kurt smiled widely. It had really worked. Even
his own friends didn’t recognize him.
“Right here, Scott. Recognize me?” he smiled.
Peter took off his goggles to do a double-take.
“Dude, what happened? Why aren’t you blue?”
Peter asked, zipping up close to look at him.
“You gave him the watch?” Jean asked Jubilee.
She nodded.
“Wouldn’t
come because of how he looks.” she explained in her mind. Jean nodded sadly.
Kurt was always so happy and nice. It was so hard to watch him struggle with
his appearance. They all accepted him for who he was, but sometimes it just
wasn’t enough. Sometimes the staring and pointing and laughing was too much for
the little blue teleporter. It reminded him too much of the circus where he was
more of an exhibit than a performer.
“Well we don’t have all day. I’ve never been
to a homecoming game.” Ororo said.
“Me neizher. I’m very glad you talked me into
it,” he smiled at Jubilee. She nodded.
“No problem.”
***
The sea of high school kids was something Kurt
had never really seen before; this many kids in one place. Almost as soon as
they got to the student section, Jubilee waved over her friend.
“(Y/N), this is Kurt. Kurt, this is (Y/N).”
she introduced.
“Nice to meet you, Kurt! I’ve heard so much
about you. Jubes here goes on and on.”
“Really?”
“Yeah,” you nodded.
“Well, (Y/N) here is single-”
“Jubes!” you elbowed her, blushing.
“So I’ll just leave you two alone then~” she
sing songed, leaving you to stand with the others.
“I’ve never been to a football game before,”
Kurt said, watching the players run across the field.
“Really?” You asked. He nodded. “Yeah, I don’t
usually go, but Jubilee said I had to meet you.” You paused. “I’m really glad I
came.”
“So am I,”
***
You and Kurt talked the whole game, barely
ever stopping to actually watch it. But then again, who goes to the homecoming
game to watch? Sometime over the
course of the night, your hand found its way into his. It was a bit chilly for
an autumn night, but you had brought a blanket and draped it around the pair of
you.
The game ended. The home team won. Confetti
fell through the air all around you. Peter rushed over, standing beside Kurt.
“Aww, aren’t you two cute?”
“Vhat do you vant, Peter?”
“Aren’t you going to tell her?” he whispered.
Kurt’s eyes went wide and he shook his head.
“Tell me what, Kurt?” You asked softly.
Somewhere in your mind, you already knew.
“That he’s-” started Peter. Kurt shooed him
away, deciding to do it for himself. Peter dashed off.
“Come vizh me, under zhe bleachers,” Kurt
told you. You raised an eyebrow, wondering what he was doing, but you trusted
him, following him into the shadows beneath the bleachers. There was no one
there, just him and you. You looked up at him, waiting to see what he was
doing.
Kurt fumbled with the strap on his watch. It
was quite the task with only three fingers.
“P-promise you von’t scream,” Kurt whispered
before taking it off. His nervous eyes met yours.
“Why would I scream, Kurt?” You asked softly.
“Promise,” he insisted, shaking. His heart
was racing, preparing for rejection.
“I promise,” you stated, eyes locked on his. He
swallowed thickly, slipping off the watch. A ripple of blue spread through his
body, revealing his true form, pointy ears, three fingers, amber eyes and all.
Your eyes caught his tail, swaying behind him. And despite all of this, all you
could do was smile. You hugged him, your arms wrapping around his shoulders.
“Y-you aren’t scared?” he asked, gently
wrapping his arms around you.
“Of course I’m not scared, Kurt. You’re
amazing and kind and cute.”
“Y-you zhink I’m cute?”
“Yes. I really do.” You nodded, pulling out
of the hug to look at him. Your hand touched his cheek, your thumb rubbing
gentle circles in his blue skin, gently tracing over the scars there. “Listen. I
really like you. A lot.”
“I…” he smiled, blushing a deep shade of
purple. “I really like you too,”
“I think some of our friends and I are going
to get ice cream, if you want to come with us,”
“I’d love zhat! Could I…Vould it be alright
if I…?” his eyes flicked from your eyes to your lips and back again. You gently
pulled him down for a kiss. He craned his neck down, carefully pressing his
lips to yours. He hummed in content, thoroughly enjoying the sweet, soft
feeling of your lips on his.
“There you are!” Jubilee walked over just as
you pulled apart. “Come on! Let’s go get ice cream!”
You took Kurt’s hand and led him over to the
group. It was a rather large group, mutants and humans alike.
“Well look who finally got a girlfriend,”
Scott smiled. “And without that dumb watch.”
“I guess I don’t need it,” Kurt shrugged,
squeezing your hand gently.
“You’re right.” you said, catching his eye. “You
don’t.”
Toad's Cave 