Title: Fairy-Tales. Pairing: Kurt Wagner x Reader. Words: 530 Rating: K. (Lots of fluffy)
“It’s strange.” His voice was light, considering his heavy accent. With shut eyelids, he tilted his head towards your hand as you traced your fingers along his cheekbone, upwards towards his hair line where you managed to tuck some of his dark hair back. It was a simple means of affection, but even he tensed up at it. Kurt wasn’t used to this- wasn’t used to attention, let alone affection, but he was slowly letting himself ease into it with your help.
“What’s so strange?” You asked quietly. Kurt snarled, baring his teeth to you for a few seconds as he breathed in.
His tail flicked beside him for a moment as he allowed himself the utmost pleasure of looking down at you, “I never really believed in fairy-tales. My religion is all I ever needed. I never felt the need to read about princesses and princes. They all seemed so complex, and so irrational.” He spoke smoothly, though, his accent did rattle inside your ears. You glanced up at him, smiling reassuringly to tell him that it was okay to continue speaking, “And then, I had the pleasure of meeting you… And… You’re a human, and I’m…” He paused, “I’m myself, and it’s like a fairy-tale of its own…” Kurt struggled to collect his thoughts, sighing shakily. “You’re so beautiful…” Kurt murmured, droning his voice out as if he was speaking to himself more than he was speaking to you, “What did I do to deserve you?”
You couldn’t find it in yourself to give him a definite answer and opted to shrug your shoulders, “You didn’t do anything.” He gaze you a confused look, causing you to laugh, “What I mean is… Kurt, you were yourself, you didn’t push to act more human, you’re… You let yourself be vulnerable and I couldn’t have asked for anything more from you.”
“You did everything though.”
“What do you mean?”
“I may seem confident in who I am, which, I’ve been growing into but (Name)…” He swallowed softly, “For so many years, I was seen as a demon to people who didn’t understand where I came from… I was shunned, so I seeked religion to help me through… And it worked… I am not what they see me as, I am only what I see myself as… I’m not evil, I’m not Satan, I’m never going to hurt you in the eyes of God.” Kurt shuddered, rambling on wards, “Love doesn’t seem to unreachable now to someone like me, though I’ve committed myself to my religion. I want to share this with you. The experience. I want to learn, and grow and be amazed with you… I maybe young, (Name), but I know my feelings inside and out.”
Biting down on your bottom lip, you brushed some of his hair away from his face, tucking it behind his pointed ear. He eased into the feeling of having you so close without a second thought, “I don’t want to hurt you either.” You finally admitted to him, “I would never forgive myself.”
“Promise me you never will hurt me.” He looked at you with innocence running through his eyes.
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