Mmmm-hm. [Corrigan kisses Kurt's forehead once more, then steers him to sit on the bed, like he hadn't just confessed to murder. He seems very calm, grabbing one of the extra blankets and wrapping it around the shivering, tearful boy's shoulders, before meticulously fingercombing Kurt's damp hair back.]
I used a ligature, so it'd be less messy. But I should go dispose of the body and pick up dinner. [There's a beat, then Corrigan’s fingers curl tight into Kurt's hair, forcing his gaze upwards.] If you leave this hotel room, I will know. And I will find you. Understand me?
[Fear isn't as strong as love, but sometimes it's a necessary tool.]
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Date: 2022-10-14 04:51 am (UTC)I used a ligature, so it'd be less messy. But I should go dispose of the body and pick up dinner. [There's a beat, then Corrigan’s fingers curl tight into Kurt's hair, forcing his gaze upwards.] If you leave this hotel room, I will know. And I will find you. Understand me?
[Fear isn't as strong as love, but sometimes it's a necessary tool.]