And We Danced (Masquerade Overflow!)

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[ecclesiophobic]

[No he doesn't approve of the image inducer, though it has occurred to him how hypocritical that is given their mother's ability. But she, his version at least, was always so proud of her appearance, so blatantly thrilled that her son looked so much like her, that it's difficult to reconcile that brand of self-consciousness with his face.

It helps that the other Kurt is so obviously a teenager. Everyone has body insecurities at that age.

Kurt nods his approval, taking another sip of his drink to fortify himself before he answers. It helps that the boy is mildly ridiculous with his slang.] The last time I danced with this many people in attendance was at my wedding.

[digthefuzz]

[Kurt's never realized the similarity with his mother's power, but it is very true that his age reinforces his insecurity, and that pressure to put who he is aside in favor of fitting in.

But as the other Kurt responds to him, this Kurt only looks flabbergasted.]

Wait, wedding?! I get married?! ...I mean, you get married?!

[ecclesiophobic]

[That look of shock does wonders for the melancholy threatening his mood. In a precursor to his answer, Darkholme lifts his left hand to show the silvery band on his last finger.]

Her name was Linda. She was.. about an inch shorter than me, brown hair and eyes. Human supposedly, but I refuse to believe anyone could be that bad a cook naturally. Brave, beautiful woman who wouldn't put up with any of my shit.

[He chuckles softly, wistfulness mixed with unabashed adoration in his expression.]