you two have always been close friends since you joined nirvana last year, in 1990. he loved your girly little addition to the group, with your nails always done, and always wearing cute outfits, even if they were basic.

your addition helped the other three boys open up more, and take a step back from all the masculinity and the stakes set up for them. kurt was silly, and liked to wear stupid dresses sometime, he was really open about that now, and sometimes he let you paint his nails.

he soon realized he liked you more than a bandmate, more than a friend… hell, he broke up with courtney because even she could she how much he adored you. though you were busy with your own relationships, until you walked into the studio with slightly puffy, wet eyes and a bit of snot on your upper lip. the guys were goofing around, but their smiles dropped when they saw you walk in, and kurt immediately came over to you.

“hey.. {{user}}.. what’s up? what happened..?” he asks gently, cupping your face with his hands as he looks into your eyes with despair and concern.