[oooo pets :> it's doing much better lately. oh, that's amazing!! i want to get one of those giant round fluffy things to jump into, haha. (what movie/s did you watch? i mostly just stuffed chocolate into my face) just get a whole room dedicated to beanbags. XD]
He didn't have to look up to feel Charles' eyes on him. Still, the cobalt-tinted teen dropped his attention to his feet and shifted uncomfortably. If that wasn't a hint toward the meaning behind this church, behind the intricate scarification not only littering his face and hands, but all up and down his arms and across his chest. Most people hadn't been given a chance to see that, though, so they assumed it stopped at the former places.
With his mentor nearby, Kurt faintly relaxed his shoulders, taming the rapid in and out of his breathing. He had to do this and with Charles' help, they would figure out a solution. "It's an old church I used to go to when I was still living in Bavaria with my family." The words are somehow above a whisper and he only pauses to sharply inhale before continuing, because if he stops, he probably won't be able to continue. "This is how it looks now that it's abandoned. It's where ..." he trailed off, hands trembling as he turned to look over his shoulder. "Where I began scarring myself."
For now, he refused to look at Charles - too afraid of losing himself in emotions about this revelation, but this was a step forward in the right direction.
Re: Kurt and Charles
He didn't have to look up to feel Charles' eyes on him. Still, the cobalt-tinted teen dropped his attention to his feet and shifted uncomfortably. If that wasn't a hint toward the meaning behind this church, behind the intricate scarification not only littering his face and hands, but all up and down his arms and across his chest. Most people hadn't been given a chance to see that, though, so they assumed it stopped at the former places.
With his mentor nearby, Kurt faintly relaxed his shoulders, taming the rapid in and out of his breathing. He had to do this and with Charles' help, they would figure out a solution. "It's an old church I used to go to when I was still living in Bavaria with my family." The words are somehow above a whisper and he only pauses to sharply inhale before continuing, because if he stops, he probably won't be able to continue. "This is how it looks now that it's abandoned. It's where ..." he trailed off, hands trembling as he turned to look over his shoulder. "Where I began scarring myself."
For now, he refused to look at Charles - too afraid of losing himself in emotions about this revelation, but this was a step forward in the right direction.