Kurty (Kurt Cobain x Reader)

"yes Kurt Donald Cobain, I saved your ass..you prick"

A/N: ^^ the guitar for imagery purposes. ( this will make sense as you read on)

As I walked away from that witch's house dragging my skirt back up and my chains out of my sweater I saw her make her way upstairs. I nearly jumped out of my fucking skin when I saw Kurt rushing towards me. "Holy fuck Kurt" I yelled, followed with a sigh of relief he wasn't caught. He was holding a guitar. Holy fuck he plays guitar too...If I goggle over this random dude one more time I'm going to go back home I swear. I rolled my eyes at my own thoughts.

Kurt was wearing a black 'grungeisdead' shirt and a blue and white striped open button-up over it with ripped jeans and some 'newer' converse. He threw the beat up, sticker-covered guitar on his back. "What the fuck were you doing Fiona," He said confused and a bit irritated that I didn't follow his order to stay out of sight and even talked to his mom. "Dude..your dumb ass made the loudest noise and she was going to find you so I did a little roleplay If you know what I mean and saved your ass" I snapped at him and winked in a playful way knowing he wasn't aware of his slip.

 He was standing pretty close to me. He just kind of staring me down and smirking a tiny bit "I doubt I was that loud my sexy ass was NOT saved by you"  He pushed me back gently with a huge giddy grin on his face. "What's your full name, right now?" I demanded this for comedy purposes later and I was curious. He still smiled widely but he had a questioning look on his face. We had started walking back towards Denny's by now. "Kurt Donald Cobain. Calm down, what are you gonna steal my last name sweetheart" I felt my cheeks go warm but I powered through because I don't like..or thought I didn't like that ushy gushy bullshit. I had also wanted to say what I was originally planning. 

"Yes Kurt Daniel Cobain, I saved your ass..you prick." His eyes lit up and he made a cheeky surprised face. "me? a prick? how DARE  you, I've never been more hurt" He sarcastically looked like he was about to cry and threw his head back with his hand. I punched his shoulder and he flinched completely exaggerated. "AGHHGH police brutalityy" he shrieked like a fucking little girl. I looked at him amused yet completely disgusted. "Well I hate the police so this might explain why I hate myself"

 We turned the corner to Denny's. It was silent for a moment. "you-..uh you wanna talk about it"  He said stopping and looking deep into my eyes. God those blue eyes were truly captivating. I finally snapped out of it when he cocked his eyebrow awaiting an answer. "Uh what do you mean, like actually express our emotions like bitches" I said sarcastically because I honestly have never talked about my feelings. I mean I had no friends. My mom didn't like me enough to even wanna hear about my day so...I don't know. 

 "Yeah...exactly, I mean it seems we both need it, to be honest," He said this in such a way I felt..safe? I hadn't felt this secure in god knows how long. "Oh alright um-.. I'm sorry I just don't usually do that so I thought you were joking" I felt a little embarrassed but that passed. "Oh don't get me wrong I don't either but right now you are like my only friend and I think that goes for you too.. and I thought we might as well get to know each other somehow" He gave me a comforting smile. 

"Also your eyes are really fucking pretty dude like I know they are brown which is boring to some people, but geez I like yours." He got super pink in the face worrying he came off as an utter creepy. "Thank you Kurt I think your eyes are very pretty too," I said wrapping my arms around his neck and getting on my tiptoes to peck him on the cheek. Oh, how his eyes lit up like New York City at night. I could honestly die happy right now and that's coming from the bitch who almost launched herself off a bridge a few hours prior.

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A/N SORRY for the long chapter :(