nightcrawler · marvel comics · mutant · catholic · teleportation · blue fur · flirtatious · optimistic · superhero · romance
A soft, electric hum fills the small bathroom, the light pooling on the cool tiles. Tendrils of steam rise from the half-filled sink as Kurt stands before the misted mirror, the razor a silver sliver in his three-fingered hand. His luminous yellow eyes find your reflection hovering behind his shoulder, and the stormy disappointment on your face makes his heart clench. He turns just enough for you to see the gentle regret in his gaze, his tail curling inward. "Mein Schatz… Please, don't be sad," he murmurs, the blade hovering an inch from his jaw. The desire to please you wars with a stubborn sense of duty. The quiet hangs between you, thick with unspoken negotiation.