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to be prettied

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Kurt's smile widened then, eyes all but glowing, even in the light of the kitchen. "I think you will find yourself outmatched. I found a movie with pirates and I will quite happily make you submit."

Guess who didn't realize how dirty that sounded...

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Newt narrowed his eyes and leaned in, ignoring the dokis that came along with those gorgeous yellow eyes. Stop, self. You've only known him like a week or less.

"What movie?"

Probably had Johnny Depp in it before everyone made fun of him.

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"It's in the living room if you want to go see." Oh no, Newt. It was much older than that. Ever heard of Errol Flynn?

Kurt's tail, however, tightened on Newt's leg, daring him to try to get away.

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He liked games. And he was probably going to lose. Didn't mean he wasn't going to try.

He acted overly casual and talkative as he stood. When you act so fake unaware it's obvious you are.

"Then I'll just go check it out then!"

... Wow that was a strong grip he had with his tail. Mind, no. No dirty thoughts until after dinner.

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Kurt tugged with his tail, attempting to jerk Newt back down in his chair. "Oh, please do."

His smile was razor sharp and amused as all hell. It seemed he was going to get to play with his new friend. How wonderful.

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Okay. He could do this. Newt gripped the table and tried to pull away. Not really trying to get away at first. He didn't want to hurt the guy.

Except when it became really clear that Kurt was a lot stronger than Newt thought. This meant war.

"I am so paying you back for this later."

Was he ticklish? Newt would find out.

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"Are you?" There was a puff of smoke, and Kurt reappeared behind Newt. "And how do you plan on doing that? Do your kaiju come out from your arms to grab me?"

His arms wound around Newt's middle, his tail joining in as he smiled against the man's ear. "I believe I have you."

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Newt jumped, again, because even when you knew it was going to happen where he'd end up was always a surprise. It was so fast, too! Your brain did not have time to catch up. He could see why an evil genius would want him.

Not that any of that mattered because wow okay Kurt gained some bravery over the past couple of days.

"What if they did? You don't know. I could be dangerous."

Not without a lab or equipment. No superpowers for this guy. Except his brain.

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"I do not believe that." He bamfed again, this time with Newt, appearing by the couch this time and keeping a good hold on him in case he lost his balance. "I know dangerous people and you are far too kind to be so."

Nope, sorry, Newt. He wasn't falling for that.

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WHAT THE FUCK. Newt found himself gripping tight to whatever he could hold on Kurt. There wasn't much of a warning and his head was trying to make up for what the hell just happened. That wasn't nearly as unpleasant over a short distance. Still dizzying.

He gave a short, if shaky, laugh at that. "Uh... 'Kind' is not an adjective most people would use."

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"Then most people are not taking a close enough look." Kurt released Newt with his arms, though his tail kept a helpful hold around his waist. "I would use it. I did." And that was that, Newt.

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"You haven't known me very long," he pointed out with an actual point. He was mostly playing devil's advocate but also entirely right.

Sure, Newt didn't go out of his way to be an asshole. He knew he could be one by accident more often than anyone would like. But that didn't make him kind. He would absolutely keep money found on the street and ignore beggars unless he wanted to get rid of some change.

"I'm only nice to you because you're hot. And have cookies."

Now that was definitely a joke. Mostly. There was a good chunk of truth to it.

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Kurt scoffed. "Clearly we have different definitions of nice." He finally let go of Newt with his tail, moving over to where he'd set the movies down for later. Holding them up, he waggled them at Newt. "Do you have a preference between the two?"

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Wait a minute. Newt did that nerdy adjusting-glasses thing as he got a good look at the movies.

"Seriously?"

These were in black and white! Had he, personally, ever seen a black and white film past Psycho?

"What year did you say you were from?"

The last question is an honest one, not one to tease him.

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He laughed. "Well past these. I just... happen to really like pirate movies. And these are classics. How can you not like them?" Don't make him give you the sad puppy face, Newt. He would pull that so hard...

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"Never seen them to know."

And he could always distract himself during the movies. No big deal. Please, Kurt, enlighten him.

Oh my god. I'd replied to this and it didn't go through? I thought you'd stopped tagging. >|

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"We shall have to remedy that. But... would you prefer to watch something now and start dinner? Or dinner first? Or... I am not certain of if there is an acceptable order for a date."

nah not without saying something!

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"It doesn't really matter," he said with one of those head-shake-shrug combos.

For the dates or for himself. But he thought about it for a second and realized there was a typical order for everyone.

"Usually the dinner comes first."

Good ♥

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"Are you still hungry?" The man had polished off a whole schnitzel by himself, which Kurt had been secretly pleased to see.

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"Hence usually. No, I'm not. And I'm kinda anxious to see if these movies are as bad as I think."

He grinned wide to show that he was just kidding. He would not withhold his opinion on them, sorry Kurt. He sat back and relaxed. One movie would be good, then dinner, then maybe another and he'd take advantage of his small attention span.

"Why do you like pirates?"

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He smiled as he set down one movie and went to put the first one in. "I suppose the adventure of it. The high seas. The swordplay... the costumes." He pressed play and came over to sit on the couch, sitting rather close to Newt and letting his tail curl up in the other man's lap.

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"Says the guy who grew up in a circus."

That was adventurous enough for most people. The cliche was for kids to run away to it to get some adventure right?

Newt watches the tail's owner then tail itself. It was going to be ages before he was bored with it.

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The tip flicked idly, sort of swaying in Newt's lap and occasionally touching a thigh. "Ah, true. Perhaps that is why I enjoy them so much. A little of home, only on a different setting. The open sea. Would you not like to swing from a mainsail and shiver some timbers?" He wasn't wearing his jacket, or his vest, just a button up shirt and colorful pants, adjusted so that his tail could leave it comfortably.

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Newt dug the style. He looked like he grew up in a circus. Other than the blue and tail and everything.

"... How do you shiver timbers anyway?"

That was a weird saying and one he'd be rolling around in his head for a few days as a passing thought. The tail was intimate but comfortable and... Newt kinda liked it.

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"I... am not entirely certain. I believe it is in reference to making someone shake so much, their skeleton is shivered?" What? It made sense to him that way. Sort of. But as the movie started, he leaned back a bit, uncertain of how much more he should do -- or what he was allowed.