I love everything about you

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(A/N): I’m having so many Kurt feels today. LIKE UGH WHY MUST HE BE SO FUCKING CUTE I LITERALLY CANNOT WITH MY LIFE

Warnings: FLUFF, insecure baby Kurt


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   How did Kurt ever get lucky enough to end up with you? Here you were, a literally angel in his eyes; sweet, caring, wonderful, respectful, gorgeous, and all together perfect person and then…well, Kurt was Kurt. Ugly, hideous Kurt. Kurt often found himself thinking things like that. ‘You’re too ugly for someone like (Y/N), I mean look at you. You’re the embodiment of a freak.’ 

   It was no secret that Kurt hated the way he looked but (Y/N) adored him. To his pointed teeth, all the way down to his 2 toed feet. He was absolutely gorgeous in (Y/N)’s eyes, but he never saw that. Now here he was, wallowing in his self hate while everyone else was out having a good time. Besides, why would they want to be seen with someone like him? 

   People would always stare at him in public, making him feel like an even bigger freak than necessary. They would always turn to each other and whisper about how strange he looked, about how he looked like some kind of devil freak. It hurt to say the least. So for the last few weeks he’d refused to go out with the rest of his friends when they offered to take him places. Instead, he’d curl up in bed and think about how hideous he was. So, he did the same thing tonight. 

   Everyone had gone out for an after mission celebration but Kurt had decided to stay at the mansion, as per usual. Of course everyone knew why but they didn’t want to push Kurt to come. Instead they’d give him a sad smile and say “Well, if you feel like coming out, you know where to find us.” But he never did, and probably never would. 

   Kurt sighs as he buries his face in his pillow, wishing to just sleep and forget he ever existed. Sleep was nearly upon him when a soft knock came from his door. Kurt perked his head up in confusion, his tail springing up in curiosity. 

   “Um- come in?” Kurt calls out before maneuvering to sit up. The door creaked open slightly revealing his beloved (Y/N), a small smile on their lips. Kurt’s tail swayed happily behind him and a slight smile broke it’s way onto his face. 

   “Hey,” (Y/N) whispers as they gently close the door behind them. 

   “Hey,” Kurt replied. (Y/N)’s smile faltered slightly as they began to walk towards Kurt. Kurt’s scrunched his eyebrows in confusion as (Y/N) sat beside him, instead of on his lap like they usually did. 

   “Kurt, I need to talk to you.” And there it was. A stone sunk to Kurt’s stomach as fear overwhelmed him. He knew for a fact that “talks” rarely ever ended well. He knew it was only a matter of time before this happened, I mean one of these days they had to have realized how unworthy he was of them. Kurt nodded as he attempted to swallow the lump forming in his throat.

   “Okay, well-” (Y/N) sighed as they gently picked at their nails. 

   “(Y/N), it’s okay, I knew zhis vas going to happen sooner or later.” Confusion etched across (Y/N)’s face as their eyes snapped up to meet Kurt’s. 

   “Wait, what do you think I want to talk about Kurt?” Now it was Kurt’s turn to be confused. 

   “A-Aren’t you, b-breaking up-” 

   “NO!” (Y/N) all but yelled, causing Kurt to flinch backwards. “I mean no,” They reiterate quieter. “Of course not. Never in a million years Kurt. I just wanted to talk to you about why you’ve been hiding in your room 24/7. I miss you- we all miss you.” It felt like a huge weight had been lifted from Kurt’s shoulders, like he could finally breathe easier. 

   “So, you’re not breaking up vith me?” He asks hopefully. 

   “No baby, of course not.” (Y/N) gives him a gentle smile as they gently take his hands in theirs. “Please, you’re too good to give up.” ‘no you’re not. You don’t deserve them’. The voice in his head spoke up. ‘One of these days they’ll realize what a’- “But Kurt,” Their voice stops the tirade of negativity in his head. “Why have you been hiding?” They seemed so genuinely concerned, their eyes bore into his and their hands gave his a reassuring squeeze. Welup, here goes nothing. 

   “I-it’s just zhat, I don’t vant to embarrass you guys. I know how hard it is to must have to deal vith-” Kurt gestured to his body. “A-and, (Y/N), Meine Liebe, you deserve someone better zhan me.” Kurt sighed shakily as tears threatened to spill over. The room was silent, a silent that nearly scared Kurt half to death. He was honestly too scared to look at (Y/N)’s face, scared of what he might see. He was just about to say something to fill the silence when suddenly two arms wrapped around him in a bone crushing hug. 

   “Kurt Wagner. Don’t you ever say anything like that ever again.” (Y/N) whispered shakily. He could hear the underlying tears in (Y/N)’s voice and that thought alone was enough to break his heart. (Y/N) pulled back slightly so they were able to look Kurt in the face, their beautiful eyes were shining with tears and their bottom lip quivered ever so slightly. “You are not an embarrassment. Never think that. And you are the best goddamn thing to ever happen to me, okay?” Kurt nodded slightly, his own insecurities beginning to ebb away. “I love your blue skin and your cute pointed ears, I love your cute fanged smile and all your scars, I love your tail and the way it wags when you get happy, I love your hands and how they’re big enough to encase mine in a giant blanket of Kurt warmth, I love your cute German accent and they way you say certain words, I love every single thing about you Kurt.” (Y/N)’s voice was shaking so bad by the end of their speech it was enough to send Kurt into his own cry fest. 

   (Y/N) once again wrapped their arms around Kurt, pulling his body to theirs. Their lips ever so gently brushed against his forehead and their soft voice whispered more comforting things to Kurt. “Just because you don’t have boring rounded ears, or a boring skin color does not mean I love you any less. I’d love you in any form Kurt, understand?” Kurt nodded as he wiped away at his nose. “Good,” They whispered  as they pressed a tender kiss to Kurt’s nose. 

   Kurt still wondered how we was able to end up with someone like you. A sweet, caring, wonderful person like you. It honestly baffled him, but he never again thought he wasn’t good enough for you. 

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