Bedridden and Blue ~ Nightcrawler x Jotun!Reader

“You’re sick!”

“I’m fine.” came the stuffy reply.

“(y/n)!” He was wringing his tail in his hands as he followed her down the hall.

“Kurt Wagner. I am fine!” She struggled with the door knob for a moment, as it almost froze shut in her cold hands. The door popped open with a whine, revealing the frost streaked walls.

“I’ll bring up some soup or….” He managed to catch the door before it was shut.

“No, Kurt.” The door was forced shut with a glassy look and a scowl.

“No Kurt, meinem linken Fuß.”



The screech echoed down the hall. Kurt cringed, wondering what exactly was waiting for him when he turned around. Probably should’ve knocked A glance over his shoulder revealed anything but what he was expecting.

“You’re blue!” He almost spilled the soup as he turned on his toes in a tight circle, dropping the pill bottle he had clutched in the other hand.

“I tend to be, sometimes.” grumbled out the blue-skinned, red-eyed creature, under the pile of quilts on the bed.

“Blue!”

“Yes, Kurt! Blue. Now are you going to stare at my forehead markings or make yourself useful?” He hadn’t even realized he’d been staring. Scrambling quickly for the pills, he shuffled closer to the edge of the bed, sitting carefully as to not disturb her.

“(y/n).” He passed the soup over to her clawed hands, watching as her anger burned away, leaving her blinking at the bowl.

“Kurt.” She smiled a bit, meeting his eye for just a second. “I’m not even a mutant. Jotun. A race of creature from space. Thor and all, you know?”

“You’re blue.” A soft sad sigh rippled the broth in the bowl. “like me. Blue. Like me!” He sped in, pressing a excited kiss to her temple, and flopping onto the bed with an uncontrollable, contagious laugh that spilled out and filled the small room.

“And you’re feet are freezing!”