But in the Munich Circus...

Awkward Learning Experiences

daddyslittlesoldier:

Nina threw her head back and cackled at that. “The man has fought the most disgusting monsters that I have ever seen with Uncle Gabriel and prevailed, but a little teleporting and he loses his shit?” She grinned at Kurt as they shared the irony. 

“He makes no sense.” She carded fingers through her bangs, pushing them away from her face, tucking them behind an ear as she took a deep breath of cool air. The trees were still barren, but she could no longer feel frigid cold that seeped into your very bones; the smell of spring was approaching. Sliding both arms around her back, Nina tugged on the long, home-sewn zippers that ran from shoulder to lower back, and pushed her wings through thee provided slits. Stretching sinew and tendon with a sigh of relief, the girl unfurled them to their full twelve-foot span behind her. 

Kurt laughed with her, trying to shrug off the feeling that there was something wrong about him operating on the same level as his lover’s daughter.

“I suppose it is an acquired taste.” He shook his head. “It is nice not to be treated like a taxi, though.” He said it jokingly, but it really did get old. While being useful was always nice, he usually couldn’t stay wherever they ended up unless it was a fight. 

He watched her unfold her wings, feeling that slight pang of jealousy he felt every time he’d watched Warren or Demetri do the same thing. While it might be easier to hide a tail than wings, Warren had, at least in Kurt’s mind, the better end of the bargain. What human hadn’t fantasized about flight? No one fantasized about being blue.

(Source: fuzzyelf)