But in the Munich Circus...

Awkward Learning Experiences

daddyslittlesoldier:

Nina gave him a smile and a little shove through their linked arms in return.

Her eyes stayed locked on his face when he replied. “Hm. Well.” She didn’t really know what to say to that. Assume that he was staying near the X-Men? That hurt too much too soon. Tell him that he was staying with them? And lead to either dishonest guilt-tripping, or piss him off and sound like a brat. Ask him to stick around?

..And sound desperate. 

Desperate. It wasn’t a word she liked; every bit of Spartan in her blood roiled at the thought. Perhaps a suggestion, then. Compromise. 

“You could stay with us.” And Nina, with her head ducked down low, feet shuffling, brow furrowed and jaw clenched tight, couldn’t just leave it at that. Because that sounded desperate. And Gods be damned if she wasn’t a nervous, prideful little thing. “I mean, I heard—well not heard, kinda gleaned—from my father. About the school. And how everyone’s off of San Francisco now, not New York?” Her voice lifted a bit, though it wasn’t actually a question.

“But we won’t be around here for much longer. On this coast—well, hell, maybe not even in this country” She let out a shaky breath. “You know him, he’s restless. M’sure his little trip to California has more to it then just getting us to talk. He never stays in one place for a long time. And I’ll follow him anywhere. So.” Only now did she notice all of the pretense had dropped from her speech pattern. Oops. Too late now. “You could stay with us.”

Kurt smiled. Didn’t sound like too much actual staying was going to be involved in this arrangement. Of course, he didn’t want to run off. He wanted to be with his, well, his family, for lack of a better word. Or maybe that was the better word. At any rate, he wanted to be with them, Demetri and Nina, but he wasn’t about to abandon everyone else he loved. Not anymore.

He swept his hair out of his eyes with his free hand, looking out over the ocean for a moment, yellow eyes pensive, almost hard. Then, suddenly as his seriousness had hit him, it was gone and he was all energy and bouncing smiles, the giddy twenty-one year old, instead of the ageless, broken demon.

“Have you ever been to a circus?” he asked her, eyes alight, excitement pulsing from him. “I mean a proper one where the people are actually talented and actually care about each other - and the animals. Does not seem like the sort of thing Demetri would go in for, but I could take you. I know a great one. Bit of a trip. But worth it.”

(Source: fuzzyelf)