"What is the deal with the three of you? Why?" Logan and Ororo, of course.
ASK MY MUSE PRYING QUESTIONS ABOUT ANY OF THE RELATIONSHIPS YOU HAVE SEEN THEM IN. | a c c e p t i n g
Kurt raises his head and looks at Akihiro then, he props his elbows up to rest his weight on them and raises a leg.
“Are you really asking me that?” He chortles.
He doesn’t mind being asked but this time, the man that hates Logan the most -his son- is asking and, Kurt had understood Akihiro didn’t want to hear about his father at all.
He doesn’t blame him though, Kurt is better the days he doesn’t remember Azazel exists.
“I guess…” He shifts to his side to look at Daken better. “It was a better agreement than pinning on each other while being jealous or feeling rejected when it was two instead of three.” He ponders.
“It worked for a while, both Ororo and Logan moved to greener pastures and I’m fine with that. I haven’t seen them neither fucked any of them in a while.”
As lonely as that makes him feel, Kurt is actually alright with that; he accepted it. Ororo and Logan aren’t interested on him that way anymore but…
Who knows what will happen in the future? Death is irrelevant in Krakoa and old feelings could resurface.
Or maybe that’s what Kurt says to himself, to make himself feel better, whatever.
For now, his bed is always warm with company of so many bodies and among them a constant presence: Daken himself.
Kurt knows he likes his company more than he should; it will not end but he can’t help it. His feelings are his own anyway and he’ll feel as shit or as happy as he’d want to be and if not, there are always ways.