BLUE
"Gimme your hand."
Instinct pulls Kurt's hand back, draws a confused, "Vas?" from his lips. Todd rolls his eyes.
"Too much fur in your ears, fool? I said gimme your hand."
Suspicion lingers in Kurt's eyes. Hand still clutched protectively to his chest, he asks, "Why?" He only receives an irritated glare as an answer. Todd holds out his hand, and Kurt finally relents, wary gaze trained on Todd's face as he reaches out.
"Nah, dawg. The other one. The one with the inducer."
It's Kurt's turn to roll his eyes. He switches hands; Todd takes it in his, gaze suddenly as gentle as his touch. His thumb runs over the fur of Kurt's wrist; the edges of his lips twitch, curl upwards, the movement barely perceptible. One hand slips into his back pocket, slips out, clutching something that he wraps deftly aroung Kurt's wrist, tying it so it's nestled against the inducer.
"There. Fits good, don't it?"
Kurt studies it with an appraising eye. A wide band, woven of soft threads, indigo strands mixing with a deep, pure blue, in seemingly random patterns.
"What's this for?"
Todd smirks. "Just a little reminder, dawg."
Kurt raises a still-skeptcial brow. "Of?" He finds himself staring into suddenly serious golden eyes.
"It's for the next time you turn that fancy gizmo on," Todd gestures to the inducer. "A reminder that some people really dig blue."
Todd's lap is suddenly filled with warmth and blue fur. Kurt wraps his thin arms around equally thin shoulders. His mumbled, "Thank you," is breathy, solemn. Their foreheads nearly touch; Kurt closes the distance, kissing him slow, deep, long.
Smiling to himself, Todd eagerly returns the favor.
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