(ok ok ik this is a big time jump but i have a really good idea and idk what else to be writing yk)
about a year later of mine and kurt's weekly sessions.
finally i had enough money to bail kurt out.
i went to the jail
it was gloomy and dark.
with a few patches of mold in the corners.
i walked through your the cells with jack.
creepy prisoners whistling and cat calling me.
i get to kurt's cell.
he is so different compared to the rest of the prisoners.
jack banged on kurt's cell.
his eyes lit up when he saw me.
i watches as jack walked in and out him in cuffs.
then walked out holding his arm.
"your lucky i love you y/n bcgoneslt kurt does not deserve to get let out." he says.
kurt looks down and bites his lip.
"stop jack" i said.
i grabbed wrapped my arms around kurt softly.
once we were done with our trail thing kirt finally got released.
i let him stay with me for awhile.
until he got a job he could move out.
it was late when we got home.
kurt was so excited to get out of jail.
though hr belonged there.
he didn't BELONG there.
we got out of the car.
i plopped down on the couch and converted my face with my hands as i stretched.
he sat down awkwardly right next to me.
"wanna watch a movie?" i asked.
"uh what movies have came out recently?" hr asks.
"not sure" i said handing him the remote "you can pick" i smiled.
he nods and scrolls through movies.
hr picked a random one and i leaned in a bit.
i watched as his face flushed pink as i leaned my head against s his shoulder.
he took this as the chance to wrap his arm around me.
making me smile softly.
i was on my phone for hours.
i was slowly falling alseep injury so i decided to go t bed.
"you can come to bed with me if you want kurt" i said tiredly.
"you sure?" he asked.
"mhm!" i said
he smiled and walked over to me
we walked to my room together and layed down.
he respectfully kept his space.
i turned on the tv and went on my phone.
"i'm so tired" i said.
"same" he says.
i take off my glasses and out then aside.
kurt smiles to himself softly before holding up his fingers.
"how many fingers am i holding up?" he jokes.
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Mystery / Thrillery/n is a young, selfish, criminal psychologist and book author, the second she heard that mr.kunkle was still alive she know it would make an award winning criminology book.
