#Brian:'My lower back is killing me and I must confess so are my knees'

[kurtty-drabbles]

Postwoman au (part 7)

Finally, write the Krampus and Kitty time travel adventure.

@dannybagpipesarecalling @muninandhugin @tieflingteeth

In all honesty, if you ask Kitty with tact-something some people in her life lack- Kitty took this job without feeling she has a saying whatsoever in the matter. Maybe, it was true, maybe Galaticus in all his wisdom and all his status as an Outer God-one above everyone and everything. No one should forget this. Kitty felt she have no saying so, yet that didn´t stop her to form opinions.

At this very precise moment, Kitty is on her knees watching-even admiring the brazes of the fireplace- each aspect, each small detail of this strange room. It has an ancient vibe, as if Kitty travel back in time, at the same time it feels modern-she saw the TV near. Looks like a new model, at least it looks like.

It certainly isn´t how one imagines Krampus´s room. Kitty let a grin grace her rounded face as she develops some silly ideas for his room. She´s ever grateful Krampus can´t read minds. Those ideas are too dumb and Kitty has no sense of fashion.

"Your hair" his voice jolts Kitty back to reality. Krampus is looking at the ponytail and taking some hair locks in his azzure hand. Feeling the texture. Her hair is fluffy.

"Oh, yeah...I love to use ponytails" slowly her hands undo the ponytail letting her hair free once again. "You know, you don´t have to do this...." she trails off fidgeting with the ribbon used to form the ponytail.

Krampus hummed in response. Playing with her hair as a counter-response to everything.

"Really, is just hair..." Kitty is grateful Krampus is only watching her back. He doesn´t need to see her redden cheeks nor how the color is spreading to the neck.

"I want to do it, plus, you´re here already and you already undo the ponytail..." there´s mirth in his voice. Kitty won´t face him. "Your fingers are dexterous...is almost erotic to watch"

Kitty now has every reason to not turn and see his handsome face.

"I didn´t mean to make you uncomfortable!" he promises kindly. Isn´t it a bit funny? Krampus is kind but he´ll take your misbehaving kid-and sometimes your wife. Yet, he´s here being kind with Kitty just because. What a strange ancient man!

"I´m just saying...if you´re born in my...time, let´s call as such, many men would want to marry a woman with such fluffy hair and dexterous abilities" Kurt is kind.

Kitty could flirt. Could ignore. Kitty, however, has no real game in regards to some social situations.

"I´m Jewish...pretty sure German people wouldn´t like marry me" no shame on her part. Kitty wears her roots proudly. If Kurt has a problem...

"I know...in my time,  Jewish women are just women. Romani women are just women and black women are just women." his tone looks sad. "Until it was a point to distinguish and separate them..." she can feel him shaking his head. "In my time, when a woman presents to...the Gods, to the old temples, we judge her by her skills not her origins...you would get a good match" now his tail has a brush.

Her face turns slightly to the side-still feeling her checks burning- to see golden eyes staring at her amused. Mischievous. The woman pouts and turns back to her view of the fireplace.

"You´re a mysterious figure, you know that" Kitty begins as Kurt chuckles to prove his feelings. "That´s why I did my own research on you!" Kitty confesses to focus on the fire. It´s almost as if the fire is dancing.

Kurt humms again. Starting brushing her hair- Kitty will deny with all her heart if anyone claims she´s purring-slowly and Kitty closes her eyes, incline her head slightly and again if anyone says purring ...they´ll be so wrong.

"Oh, your research about me? I´m flatter, what my little postwoman found" Kurt is brushing her hair without any hush. Without pointing out certain sounds Kitty is making. Not purring, sure!

"Yes, I found out about you and Amanda"

"Uhm, not a secret, Katzchen"

"She was your secretary!" she starts not minding Kurt not an impressive response. "She was the daughter of Margalia Szardos. The lower totem of the magical community and thought if she had you like her...." now she stumbles with words.

"A weapon?" Kurt suggests amused.

"Yes, that. She thought if you were on her team she could conquer the witch community and be the Queen of the Witches" Kitty smiles as Kurt comments she´s correct.

"Margalia was killed by the council...and Amanda had a son with.....her brother" now she stops smiling. Incest sort breaks anyone´s victory.

"Oh, yes. She slept with Stefan. She named her own daughter as Amanda. She has killed as well Stefan" his tone is somber. Kitty wonders if she treads in dangerous waters.

"And the council spare her, the baby, you spare the baby...because you don´t believe in punishing a baby for the parents´ crimes" Kitty amends.

"Yes, Amanda gave her name to the baby but not the last name..."

"A witch without a surname is an outcast" Kitty pipes in. "Yana explain this to me...she´s the Demon Queen of my heart" she states and Kurt stops brushing her fluffy hair.

"Are you two...close?"

"Platonically speaking, of course. We´re platonic soulmates"

"Oh, it makes sense! I meet Yana.....she´s intense" Kurt offers this as an explanation. "She once tried to be the Zombie Queen for lols...she talks about you and her friends"

Kitty wanted to ask if he tried to hit on Yana. Yana doesn´t swing to this team at all.

"I didn´t hit on Yana. Not only Yana doesn´t swing to this team...she is 100% not a good match for me in any way...not a fan of zombies and she would claim herself as a Zombie Queen"

"Oh, that´s Yana. She was a Vampire Queen until she got bored"

"...Your platonic soulmate is all yours!"

Now his fingers are working on her fluffy hair. Time to braid it. "Your hair is lovely than Yana"

"What?"

"Shush, I´m braiding your hair!"

After a few moments. A few pushes on her hair-it may be intentional or not- the hair is done. Kurt takes the mirror to show the hairstyle.

(how it looks)

"What you think?"

"Krampus steals your kids, your wife, also do your hair. What you think?"

"Good, no one will believe the last part anyway" ________________________________________________________________________________________

Meggan Puceanu is a succubus. The world never will let her forget her such fact. NEVER. Succubus are fun for the night, no one wants to hang out with them in the day.

Meggan is all too used by now.

Brian, however, seems to not get the memo in regards to the succubus´s interaction as he´s still talking to her. Still here.

"I found some leads about the Black Queen. Selene is not being supported by Shaw, but, she has money enough for her plans...and Meggan, are you ok?"

"You still are talking with me...are you sure of that?"

And Brian was never the epitome of emotional sensibility or anything like that, in fact, not even his sister was-she tried to sleep with a married man once. Yet, Brian is not completely dumb to ignore the elephant in the room.

"When I ask you to be in Excalibur...you know the invitation is serious, right? I´ll not kick you out tomorrow"

"That´s ...new, really new to me"

"Working with someone else is also new to me...we can learn together"

Meggan wants to probe more of these feelings. Meggan has questions. Gloriana, however, is too professional to let work slide in favor of feelings.

"Do you think Krampus made the right call? Sending someone to the past is a bit dangerous..."

"Who is Krampus?"

"Kurt Wagner"

"That...doesn´t answer my question"

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Krampus is restless. Never a good sign as Santa can confirm. The two figures exchange one final look. Full of answers only for them and only them. Kitty must be oblivious if she wasn´t Kitty that´s it.

"So, my mission is to travel in time. Collect some magic rocks and return...all while not gathering the attention of the ancient figures of there. Smaller gods, right?" Kitty summarizes the situation as brief as she can.

Kurt´s face looks twisted in worry. His tail touches her hands. "You really don´t have to do this..." he looks at her braid hair and typical dress linked to the paganism era. "You can keep the dress and hair...I´ll not mind, but, please...there´s nothing forcing you to do this..."

"Is my work, Kurt, of course, I´ve to do it" Kitty answers resolutely. Even winking at him.

Kurt lowers his head a bit and rests his forehead on hers. Oh, how the height differences are a bit sometimes. Kurt did have to lower himself to do this small action. He could have lifted her up...but it would be too intimate.

"Kurt?" Kitty can´t hide her emotions very well. She tried.

"Stay away from Chernabog, promise me"

"I promise you"

With such small words, Kurt leaves Kitty and conjures the portal. Santa takes from there. "Once you collect the magical rocks...just use your key and you´ll be back in no time"

Kitty nods. Is not a hard task...

She jumps through the portal and Kurt watches as the portal closes.

"You could have tell her...you´re Chernabog"

"I...don´t know how she would reach this"

#postwoman au #kitty pryde #kurt wagner #kurtty #krampus! Kurt #time travel and failing in love #I guess #Meggan is here #brian is too #small roles

[ahgaru]

DAY6 Imagines: Once is enough. Twice is too much. [Once is a coincidence. Twice is not: Sequel]

Pairing: Brian x Reader (Fluff) Word count: 3,221 Prequel: Once is a coincidence. Twice is not (Please read it first)

“So, are you coming?” your friend queried after clinging to your arm. You’re in the usual café reviewing for a test tomorrow. Lie. You’ve been just absentmindedly staring at your notes for half an hour now.

“Bob asked if we’re coming” You shifted your gaze from your notebook to your friend, unconsciously frowning, while she’s giving you a knowingly look “Stop being disappointed because it wasn’t Brian who asked”

“I’m not!” you retorted “Why Bob anyway? Not Jae?” Your friend raised an eyebrow and hissed at you for changing the topic. Both of you got close to the band after what happened couple of months ago.

Things changed. But not really—you just gained new friends, became closer with Brian as a friend, too. Or that’s what you’ve been trying to tell yourself. But Brian has been really a pain. You couldn’t tell if he really likes you or he’s just like being himself, sweet and kind. Flirt K as you call him, while others refer him as Young K. You crinkled your nose at that thought. You’ve never really called him that. Besides, his friends don’t call him that either.

Not to be rude by calling him flirt but he’s a natural flirt. It’s not his intention to do so but his actions are just… You sighed and shook your head to forget all about it.

“What’s really going on? Did you guys fight?”

“No,” you deadpanned “Why would we even fight?”

She just gave you an askance look before shrugging her shoulders. You both turned your head when a familiar song played and you felt the table vibrate. Jae’s name was displayed on your friend’s phone screen.

“Just go there without me, ‘kay?” you licked your lower lip before making an excuse “I just really need to review right now”

She raised her brow before leaving you and answering Jae’s call. You went back to your notes only to unconsciously scribble his name. You hastily scratched it as you recall what happened a month and a half ago after the first phone call.

 “But I like you, though” he blurted making your heart halt. The sound around you seemed to dwindle and all you can just hear is your heart beating loud and hard as if it want to get off your chest. You stood still with mouth half-open as you stare at his eyes pierced through yours.

You swallowed the lump in your throat as you mustered some courage to speak. You opened your mouth, ready to let your voice out when you heard someone else’s. Not long enough you see Wonpil’s back in front of you, blocking Brian’s body. You heard Jae screaming his name and Dowoon’s laughter that followed.

“W-what are you doing?”

“I’m hiding because Jae’s gonna kill me”

Brian knit his eyebrows before putting his arm around Wonpil’s neck “Jae!” He exclaimed “I got Wonpil”

You heaved a sigh and next thing you saw, the boys are running and goofing around.

So much for getting confessed to.

Next day, you wondered if what happened was a confession or just another misleading action. You mentally groaned in frustration after hearing him say “Oh, love you, too” on the mic when someone squealed “Young K, I love you” from the crowd.

They’re not just a band in school but also a local band that’s starting to get some recognition when one of their songs was used in a reality game show. They get invited for gigs and in other schools for school events.

 “Are you coming, Y/N?”

You snapped back to your senses and faced Sungjin with a questioning look. “W-where?” You’re in the cafeteria having lunch with your friend and the boys with Brian seated beside you, Dowoon on the left and the rest are seated across you.

“I think we need to find Y/N’s mind first.” Jae butted in “Hey, Bri c’mon!” you gazed at him blankly and showed a lopsided smile when your friend pinched Jae and hissed at him.

“You okay?” Brian queried worriedly “Do you want something? Water? Are you not feeling well?”

There he goes again. You plastered a half-smile before shaking your head, saying you’re fine. They were talking about an event they were invited at together with some bands that are also starting to get some recognition and some big-time bands.

“They’re gonna shoot a somewhat teaser for it, too.” Dowoon uttered “We’re doing it this weekend.”

“They’ll play it on digital billboards and the event will be shown nationwide” Wonpil added.

 A week after your discussion in the cafeteria, you heard your friend squealed from the living room.

“Y/N! Get your ass here real quick!”

You dashed from the kitchen to the living room only to see a commercial of the teaser that Dowoon was talking about. You felt your cheeks heat up at the sight of Brian. You feel... you don’t know what you exactly feel but somehow... you know you’re proud. But the last part of their segment was so uncalled for. Hearing his “mwa” when he went near the camera and pursed his lips as if giving a kiss.

You bit your lower lip as you rushed back to the kitchen before your friend notices your tomato cheeks. It’s as if there’s a race going on in your chest. You put a hand on it, trying to calm yourself as you try to even your breathing.

That will be shown on digital billboards? What the--? You massaged your forehead. He’s such a pain. Really. See? How could you trust his I like you when he acts like this? He says I love you back to every girl who screams I love you to him... or them.

That’s normal. They’re getting recognition now. Soon enough they’ll be more known--popular. Your mind asserted making you groan in frustration. “Shut up!”

“W-what?” you saw your friend’s shocked face, hands raised in surrender “I just got here. I didn’t even say something” She passed by you and went straight to the fridge for some water.

 You suddenly felt an arm rested on your shoulder as you walk to your class one day. You looked up to only see the sun who always bright up your day. In short, Brian. “I’ll walk you to your class” He’s smiling widely and his eyes sparkle as he laid it on you. It made you think... does his eyes sparkle like this only to you and when he sings?

He turned his head and saw two girls whose eyes are glued on him. He waved at them and made a heart-shape using his fingers which earned suppressed squeals from them.

Probably not. You let out a sigh.

“I’ll see you later, okay?” he winked with his smile still in place. You just nodded and went straight to your seat, not looking back to check if he’s still in front of your classroom’s door.

It’s Friday and Friday means half-day. You stood up and swang your bag to your right shoulder, ready to walk to where your friends are usually at only to find that Brian is waiting.

“You didn’t have to wait for me here. You could’ve just waited for me together with Bob and the others”

“Why is it always Bob?” you gazed at him confused. He’s looking straight ahead and not at you “Bob and the others. Said Bob. Bla bla Bob. Bob here. Bob there”

Is he jealous? You brushed off the thought before you could even ask

“He’s like a brother to me, you know?”

 “Brian, Y/N will melt if you won’t stop” hearing Jae’s remark, you moved your head only to see Brian staring at you, chin rested on his hand, elbow on his knee.

You are all seated under the shade of a big tree near the soccer field. You heard Sungjin whistled, Dowoon and Wonpil’s teased but you didn’t bother to look away like you always do. He didn’t move an inch either.

“Get a room!” your friend exclaimed

“Dowoon, you need to cover your eyes they’re eye--ouch”, Jae chuckled. He must’ve been hit by Sungjin or something was thrown at him.

“Why are you staring?” you finally managed to ask

He continued staring for a whole minute before answering. “I’m thinking about what you said 2 months ago” You raised a brow to query “You said, it’s hard for you to accept or acknowledge someone’s feelings when he’s surrounded by people; when he’s nice to everyone because you don’t know how you are different from them.” You felt your throat starting to dry “And you think that everything I do to you and for you is just normal because this is me. But I said-”

“Brian,” you cut him off and took a gulp from continuing. Is he really gonna talk about this? What happened that day is enough already. Is he planning to put you in distress of feeling confusion and frustration again? “L-let’s not--”

“I like you”

His eyes are darted on yours. His eyes were sparkling yet sincere. His expression was soft. His lips are pinkish, thin and seem soft. You blinked hastily when you realized where your eyes were focused. You gazed back on his eyes and he still has the same expression.

You smiled and chortled. “Yeah. Yeah. I like you, too” you uttered nodding.

His eyebrows furrowed as if he’s trying to decipher you or something. He was about to say something when something suddenly hit your head and you squealed.

“What the?!” You picked up the stress ball that hit you and looked at your friends. “Jae!” You shouted and threw the ball to Jae

“What? That wasn’t me! That was Wonpil!” He took the ball and pitched it to Wonpil before running. You heard Wonpil said his apologies before he ran after Jae.

 The next days were blur. You don’t know if Brian was mad at you or he’s just really busy. You heard they’re making a new song, so they must really be.

You busied yourself scrolling down your twitter feed when you saw his name. He tweeted last night. Why didn’t I see this?

My eyes say--- Why don’t you feel it? 

“They’re new song sounded like a happy song. I don’t know, I just really love it already!” Your friend fed you with news

“You heard their new song?”

“Yup! They let me hear them play but they didn’t sing it. Must be a surprise.”

“When?”

“Yesterday. Jae asked me to come”

You swallowed a bitter lump in your throat. Not long enough, you heard someone squeal his name--stage name that no one in your circle actually bothered to call him.

You took a glimpse and looked away. As usual.

 Two weeks have passed and you haven’t had a proper conversation with Brian. You didn’t want to bother him, too because they were also practicing for the event. And speaking of which it’s today.

“Hey, wear this” you arched your eyebrows as your friend slipped a glowing bracelet on your wrist.

Five bands played before Brian and others did. They’re gonna sing three songs including the Eyeless which he made for you but you’re not sure about it because he’s always misleading. Besides, he just said he made it at the cafe when you were busy and he didn’t directly say that it was for you.

Brian was wearing a bandana on his head. When it was about to be in the second chorus, he dropped his bandana, covering his eyes. The crowd squealed and you heard some say “hot” especially when his head was tilted a bit upward with his mouth half-open.

The dome was suffused with defeaning screams when he let his tongue out for a second or two before biting his lower lip. He put his bandana back on his head as he started rapping and making multiple nose scrunches.

Does he even know I’m here? You asked yourself while many girls are busy fangirling over him. He didn’t even bother text me to ask but maybe Bob already told him.

The second song was Eyeless. He took his bandana off and let it hung on his neck. There were a lot of nose scrunches, as usual, and two winks. He even threw hearts again.

You overheard some girls talk about them. The other was so overwhelmed knowing them and asking who they are and some facts about them which the other one answered with legit facts. She seemed to know them already before they even got this recognition.

“Who’s playing the bass? My gosh, he’s so hot!” the former exclaimed

“He’s called Young K”

“More like Flirt K” you muttered under your breath.

Sungjin said the last song they’re gonna sing is their new one. Is this what they have been busy practicing?

Right after Dowoon hit his sticks together thrice, you found Brian staring straight at you. You just realized he made your heart unveil its hidden talent, you never knew your heart could be so talented, beating 3x its normal speed but stopping at the same time. It’s been always like that when it comes to him.

Why why why Do I stare at the ceiling every night Because of you I’m just burning up 

You tried to swallow as you also try to breathe calmly. You’re wondering if he’s really looking at you. It’s impossible, right?--Finding you in this sea of people. But his eyes just won’t leave yours.

I gave you so many hints So you can notice But you don’t Why don’t you know? (oh no) I really only have you 

You couldn’t take your gaze off him as his darted on yours. The only moment that his eyes would leave yours is when he’d look at his fingers running through the neck of the bass or when he’d glance for a little at his bandmates. The last confession, if you may call it, flashed in your head. He was serious? As if on cue, he answered your question when he sang.

I’m serious My eyes say that I like you Why don’t you feel it? My face is so obvious 

That’s quite familiar, isn’t it? Yes. His tweet after that confession.

Are you gonna keep acting ambiguous? Just laugh it over? Is this what You’re gonna do every day? Please do something To my heart that is only growing (I can’t stop loving you)

You pictured out those moments where you thought he was dropping hints, and smoothly saying some pick-up lines but you brushed them off by laughing over it or responded a pick-up line in a jokingly way.

His eyes are still pierced to yours as if it’s only the both of you. His shoulder is dancing. His nose, scrunching from time to time as he give lopsided smiles while singing.

When the song ended, he broke his stare and waved to everyone with the usual big and playful smile. Throwing hearts through his fingers is a must, too.

When the whole event ended your friend told you to meet with them for an after party together with all of the other bands and staffs. You eyed her hand, she was holding her phone and you’re guessing Jae texted her.

You gave her a half-smile and shook your head. “I’m really tired now. I’ll see the boys tomorrow.” She still insisted but gave up, knowing this time, she couldn’t win over you.

You parted ways after you exited the dome. You kissed each other on the cheeks goodnight before you walked near the street to hail for a cab.

You raised your hand, ready to call for one, when someone took hold of your wrist to put it down.

“Stay”, a familiar voice mumbled beside you.

You felt a tingling sensation. This is familiar. Your heart melt as you remembered how you felt during your first phone call. Stay. One word. Only for you. And only you heard. Despite your heartbeat doubled, your heart still found comfort in his voice.

You grabbed some burgers and soda before walking on the seaside promenade not too far from the dome. You both had some random chit chat. Just like before. Yes, just like before.

He stopped walking so you did, too and faced him with a querying look.

“What happened few weeks ago,” he started “I—I just want to—“

“Bri” You cut him off, smiling softly “That already happened twice. Are we gonna make it thrice? It’s never been clear to us. And I don’t really know if there’s something to clarify.” You pressed your lips together, forming a thin line, before letting out a soft breath “Once is enough, Bri. Twice is too much. And I don’t want to go to that phase again; leaving me hanging; keeping my hopes up. I was contented with stealing glances, we became close and somehow… somehow I craved for more. I never wanted to be selfish. I never wanted to ask for more, and I’ll never be. Despite feeling like this, I won’t. That’s why, let’s not go there again. I never applied for this, Younghyun.”

The moon was so bright, enough for you to see his softened expression and the glitter in his eyes, mouth agape, when he heard you say Younghyun. That’s a first. He shifted, reaching for your hand. He caressed the back of it with his thumb softly and carefully. “I’m really glad you wore this” referring to the glowing bracelet. So that’s how he found me. It was a full minute of silence and your eyes were both fixed on your hands.

“I’m sorry” he paused “I never wanted to put you in that situation and I never thought you were having so much of a hard time.” He squeezed your hand lightly “I--I just had doubts, too. Every time I’d look at you it’s either you look away or you’re not looking at all. You seemed to not mind every hint I drop even when I told you I like you--twice. You take everything I do or say as a joke, you always laugh them off. You said it’s because you don’t see how you are different from them. Have you seen me put my arm around other girl’s shoulder? Have you seen me fix my eyes on them as if there’s no one else around? And I’m sure my eyes sparkle every time I lay them on you. And sure, I wave at people, show them finger-hearts but you know why... And despite all that, this--” he put your hand to his chest. You can feel his heartbeat dancing to the same rhythm as yours. “--this belongs to you. Only you.”

He put your hand down, played with it for awhile, not long enough he intertwined his fingers with yours.

“Yeah. Once is enough. Twice is too much.” He tilted his head and gazed at you with his soft eyes “Thrice is time to pay the price. And I’ll pay it” he pulled you to his embrace as you felt his warm lips meet your head “I like you” You felt him tighten his hold of you and said “I’m serious. I like you” before he pressed his lips harder on the top of your head.

One/Twice Series: Special Chapter One

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