beautiful son

Who is she?

AN// thinking about maybe writing a Kurt x Y/N imagines or one shots book. any thoughts or requests or whatever dsffdss//

Soon after, the gig started and Hole was the opening act. Evelyn had to give it to them, they were a good band. Courtney's vocals were angry and intense, and Evelyn didn't know whether to be scared or just look on in admiration, it was a bit of both.

 Kurt was backstage, nervous as fuck, his stomach aching like you wouldn't believe. He felt the urge to use, it was bugging him. He knew he could function without it, but his stomach was hurting so much , he didn't know how much longer he could manage. Maybe he could wait until after the show? No. If he was quick, it'd be fine right? 

Evelyn was backstage sat next to Kurt on the old, worn out sofa, he nervously played with his rings (not sure if he started wearing rings at that point but Kurt wearing rings is just yes.) 'Kurt what's wrong?' Evelyn said, looking right at him. 'Nothing!!' He half-shouted, sounding a lil bit too defensive. Evelyn's eyes widened a bit, 'Well you look really uncomfortable Kurtyyyy.' Evelyn half slurred as she sipped on her beer, she was a bit of a lightweight, and she got tipsy very quickly. 'I just uhm need to go to the toilet.' He gulped. She looked at him suspiciously. 'Hmmm okay-' She said, as he exited the room.

Around five minutes passed, Nirvana was due to play their set soon, so Evelyn went off to look for Kurt. She traipsed down the hallway, walking down the ugly looking carpet. 'Kurt?? KURTTT' She said, going into the bathroom (ugh don't mind my English). And there he was, sat on the bathroom floor, belt round his arm, shooting up. Sweet relief filled his face as he pulled the needle out of his arm, his face soon turning to a diktat panic as he saw Evelyn glaring at him. Her hand went to her hip, raising an eyebrow at him. 'I'm not addicted.' She mocked him voice. 'I'm not!! My stomach was just really fucking hurting! Just let me enjoy this for once.' He mumbled, not really paying attention, already zoning out a bit. 'If you're not addicted, stop.' Evelyn challenged. 'I told you, I can stop. I only use occasionally.' He muttered, not even daring to look her in the eye, he was telling the truth, but he knew he shouldn't even be doing fucking heroin. 'Whatever. You're meant to play in like five minutes..try not to OD...' She said, storming off.

And Kurt was fine, more than fine actually. Nirvana played a great set, Kurt riding out his high, Evelyn watching anxiously. But she needn't have worried, Kurt amazed her. Fuck, he was gorgeous. His blue eyes twinkling in the light, hair swaying about, his flannel shirt big and comfy, and his rings standing out. 

After about an hour and a half, they stopped playing. 'THANK YOU AND GOODNIGHTTT!!' Krist shouted into the microphone as Kurt threw his guitar on the floor and dived into the drums. 

Courtney also had her eye on Kurt, she saw Evelyn and him stood together after the show, and she strode towards them. She wanted Kurt to be hers, and only hers, and some stupid girl like Evelyn wasn't going to stop her. Courtney hitched her dress up a bit so it was shorter, and looked right at Kurt . 'Hey, you played a great set out there..I haven't seen you in a while, Cobain.' She said, not taking her gaze off him. Evelyn put her arm round Kurt's waist, snuggling her face into his side, looking at Courtney a bit nervously. 'Uhm thanks Court..' Kurt said briskly, before she interrupted him. 'Who's she?' Courtney snapped, moving her gaze to Evelyn. 'She has a name. I'm Evelyn.' She introduced herself, keeping her face slightly buried in Kurt's flannel, one eye still being able to see Courtney. 'And what are you? His girlfriend?' Courtney sneered, somehow finding this amusing. 'Uh me and Kurt aren't dating but uh-' Evelyn said awkwardly, at a loss for words. 'So he's single..' Courtney thought out loud. 'Courtney I don't like you in that way. I'd rather date Evelyn than you-' Kurt said quietly. 'Are you fucking kidding? Have you seen her? I thought you had taste, Kurt.' Courtney grumbled, before running off and going to talk to another guy. 

A few drinks later, Evelyn was tired already. 'Kurtyyy I'm tired..' She said, nuzzling into his shoulder. So Kurt drove her home, and the pair cuddled, partly because it was cold in the house, despite it being early summer, and partly because they wanted each other. Evelyn's head rested on Kurt's chest as he sang her to sleep, slightly coming down from the high already. 

They both were fascinated with each other, they didn't completely know the feelings they had for one another just yet, and if they were going to act on that. But they say good things come to those who wait..just how much of a good thing was this?