(Honestly Kurt's pink hair look is my favorite, this won't be smut, but just something cute🖤)
The park bench was damp, but I didn't mind. I sighed as I looked up at the dark sky.
I brought my Walkman, and started listening to "lithium" by nirvana, I taped it while it played on the radio. Frankly I got tired of "smells like teen spirit". Great song just it plays all the time. I can't afford any record so I take what I can get.
"I'm so happy cause today I found my friends Their in my head" I sang along out loud why not?.
I closed my eyes smelling the wet grass around me. "Lithium huh?". My eyes shot open. In front of me was a skinny man. He wore a black hoodie and saggy blue jeans. I could see his bright red/pink hair through the dark.
"Yeah um taped it, good song"
He nodded "so you like nirvana?", I crossed my arms and leaned back into the bench.
"I do actually, hope they come out with another album".
They guy sat by me and took out a cigarette and lighter, and then with the light I saw his face...
I gasped "your Kurt Cobain?". Kurt eyes me while lighting the cigarette, the smoke flowed out of his lips and faded in the air. "Yeah lead singer of nirvana" he rolled his eyes. The end of the cigarette burned as he inhaled again.
I couldn't stop looking at him. It's not like I was a huge fan or anything I've only heard a couple of songs. But in real life he was so.. attractive? That wasn't even the right word..
Kurt rolled his eyes again "I get it your a fan but please don't stare at me like that"
I blushed and looked away. My damp hair fell on my face "sorry , but I wasn't starring because your in a band I'm not that much of a fan". He blew smoke again "really? So why are you staring?"
I bit my lip "because you look better in person" I looked at him.
"Oh" he said he put the cigarette out on the ground.
I watched as he pulled a red box and pulled another stick out he lit it again.
"Those could wind up killing you , you know?"
He laughed as he exhaled the smoke making him cough "good"
Kurt noticed I kept looking at the cigarette .
"What's your name?". I pulled my hair behind my ear "um y/n". Kurt nodded now looking at the cigarette. His eyes were so blue so pretty.
"Have you ever had a cigarette before?"
I shook my head, Kurt handed me the cigarette beckoning me to go ahead and try it.
I held it between my index and middle finger.
"You know what it's ok I don't really want to try it"
Kurt grinned and said "but I have peer pressure you, you don't want to try one of "Kurt cobains cigarettes?".
I smiled back "no ,I don't want to try a strangers cigarette, just because your famous doesn't mean I'll bow at your feet"
"Well that's the first" Kurt mumbled
The cigarette was still in my hand I watched as the smoke flowed in the hair.
Kurt's hand touched my hand with the cigarette.
He moved the cigarette to my lips and droped his hands.
I inhaled but not correctly I don't think,cause I coughed profoundly.
I gave back the cigarette. And put my hand over my mouth. "Yuck how do smoke that all the time it taste terrible"
He shrugged and inhaled the last of the cigarette "guilty pleasure"
The Rockstar grinned at me again, I flushed but smiled back.
"We are making a new album..."
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