Title: I was thinking of a son
Fandom: Glee/Thor movieverse(Norse mythology)
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Anne Sexton
Warnings: mentions of violent bullying and possible death
Pairings: Burt/Mama Hummel
Rating: PGish
Wordcount: 330
Pointof view: third
Prompt: How Kurt got the scar on his neck. (the one Chris got from surgery)
When Kurt is six, he falls out of a tree. He lands on the shovel Mama had been using to plant pretty flowers in the garden.
Kurt should've died. He'll realize that much later.
0o0
When Kathryn's baby boy is six, he falls out of a tree. She's on the other side of the yard, watching a dog across the street chase a cat up the fence, and she turns just in time to see Kurt land on the shovel.
Kurt should be dead on impact. The shovel should've bit deep into his jugular.
Kathryn throws herself forward, instantly at his side, hands on his neck, and seals the wound. She knits everything back together, until only a slight cut remains, mostly healed into a minor scar. Fatal wounds can't be totally erased.
Kurt wakes up crying. Kathryn leaves everything in the yard and carries her son to his room, where she curls up with him on his bed, softly singing a lullaby.
0o0
Mercedes asks Kurt about the scar once. They're in glee; Kurt's been slushied three times since the first bell, locker-checked twice, and called fag so often it really doesn't even matter –he doesn't count name-calling anymore.
"Where'd you get this scar?" she asks, reaching out to touch it.
He leans out of reach, so casually it seems like he was moving before she even spoke. "Fell out of a tree," he says, shrugging.
Mama's been dead for ten years. Kurt's been studying Norse mythology for seven.
Loki's been on the news for thirteen months.
"Looks nasty," Mercedes comments.
Kurt shrugs again. "Could've been worse." He lifts a finger, tracing along the slightly raised line.
His back should be heavily bruised. His arm should've broken last year, when he landed on metal containers in the dumpster. His head should've split wide open, when he caught a stair after being shoved a month ago.
He's lucky. If Mama was anyone else, he'd have died at six years old.