[Corrigan watches impassive, silently noting that a big part of Kurt's self-loathing clearly comes from being reminded that his body exists. He doesn't look down at himself, keeps hunched inwards to hide and minimize the amount of space he takes up.
Now, he's no intellectual, but Corrigan’s damn good at reading nonverbal cues. He wonders vaguely if Caesar taught Kurt to hate his body or if he just capitalized on it. Regardless, one more thing to overcome -- he can already see the potential, the beauty in the arrangement of slim waist and sharp collarbone and flat chest. Kurt doesn't have any idea of the power he could possess if he truly inhabited his own skin, instead of looking two seconds from crawling out of it.
Still, there's the hesitation at the frayed, dismal boxers, the fear and embarrassment taking control. Corrigan waits the space of one heartbeat, two, much more indulgent than he usually is. Then, sternly:] Everything, Kurt. I'm not disciplining you here, but I don't forget and I don't forgive disobedience.
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Date: 2022-10-02 10:35 pm (UTC)Now, he's no intellectual, but Corrigan’s damn good at reading nonverbal cues. He wonders vaguely if Caesar taught Kurt to hate his body or if he just capitalized on it. Regardless, one more thing to overcome -- he can already see the potential, the beauty in the arrangement of slim waist and sharp collarbone and flat chest. Kurt doesn't have any idea of the power he could possess if he truly inhabited his own skin, instead of looking two seconds from crawling out of it.
Still, there's the hesitation at the frayed, dismal boxers, the fear and embarrassment taking control. Corrigan waits the space of one heartbeat, two, much more indulgent than he usually is. Then, sternly:] Everything, Kurt. I'm not disciplining you here, but I don't forget and I don't forgive disobedience.