kurt cobain imagines ♡︎

underneath the bridge

i glanced up at the clock, 3:27 am "hes never out this late." i thought to myself. a million emotions filled my head as i sat in our dark living room. the dimly lit streetlights came through our window, i turned to face that window to think "what can he be doing?" "where is he?" "when is he coming home?"  i was so worried because i know kurt has been having some rough times lately. it was raining and i was worried kurt was all soaked, even worse i didnt know what was going on "fuck it, im out" i got up and put on one of his sweaters, i didnt bother changing out of my pj shorts i wanted to find him. i rushed outside and got into my car and drove. now i knew kurt and i had an idea of where he might have been so i just went to all those places. i drove to the bridge in our town and got out of the car "KURT" i yelled into the darkness. i ran back to the car and got the flashlight i kept in the back. i walked down and under and saw him sitting there. i stood there for about five seconds until i opened my mouth "what the fuck" he turned his head to look at me and my wet hair just to turn away and say nothing. he lit a cigarette, i sighed "why are you out here this late kurt?" i realised he was extremely upset and was crying, i walked closer and sat next to him on the cold floor.  he shrugged and sniffed "why do you care y/n?" he looked at me and his puffy blue eyes met mine "sweetheart." i wiped his eyes with my hands gently "i care because i love you, im in love with you. from your sweet personality to you good looks. forgive me for sounding cheesy, but i love everything about you and i always wanna make sure that your okay. i notice every little thing and im gonna be by your side even after death. whats wrong?" he hugged me "i dont know, i feel awful, like i dont care about anything if i was dead or alive." i rubbed his back as he rambled on about his feelings and everything. we sat there smoking, talking and drinking for hours and watched the sun slowly rise from underneath the bridge. i can tell he felt better, he let everything out and im so thankful he can trust me with all of it. he was smiling and laughing by the end of it all. "thank you honey, i feel slightly better."  he kissed the top of my head and took a sip from his beer "kurt im always here for you no matter what i love you too much and i dont want anything bad happening to you" i kissed him. and linked my arms around his. we both stood up and got in my car and drove home. kurt and i got changed into warm dry clothes and we crashed into bed. he wrapped his arms around me and whispered sweet nothings in my ear as we drifted off to sleep "i love you y/n" "i love you too kurt"

i wrote this in math class idfk if its good or not💀 hope you lovelies enjoyed this part take care, lots of love ♥︎