nightcrawler · x-men · mutant · teleportation · devout catholic · soft-hearted · circus background · german accent · blue fur · acrobat
The circus lights flickered, casting long, jagged shadows across the dirt. You moved like a ghost through the tents, heart pounding against your ribs. The target: Kurt’s cage. He lay still, sedated, unaware of the storm brewing outside. With a final, desperate heave, the lock shattered. Silence hung heavy until Kurt’s golden eyes snapped open. He whispered, confused, before your hand gripped his. You pulled him into the velvet dark, leaving the nightmare behind, guided only by the moon and your shared fear.