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Who| Klaine.
What| Kurt and Blaine discuss strategies for the next arena-- In other words, how to ham it up for the camera.
Where| Kurt's suite.
When| NOW? idk
Warnings/Notes| Who knows with these two. I'll edit if necessary.



[Kurt is more than a little antsy about letting Blaine in his room, but it's the only place he can think of that offers them any kind of privacy-- Or at least, he thinks so. It seems like there are eyes and ears everywhere in the Capitol, and Kurt never really felt safe. Having Blaine close by helped with that, at least a little, so he can deal with any potential awkwardness if it means a few moments' peace.

That, and they really need to get over that awkwardness if they're going to put on a good show in the arena. Kurt's stomach flops. No matter how many times Blaine says he's all right with faking this, Kurt isn't entirely convinced. Blaine is good at a lot of things, but he's lousy when it comes to hiding things, at least from Kurt.

He sighs. This is probably going to end in disaster.]

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[Blaine feels nervous too. He carries with him a small box with two beautifully decorated cupcakes. He has to admit, Peeta did an amazing job on them. He's sure they taste as good as they look too.

When he ends up at Kurt's suite he's let in by the silent servants. When he sees his ex boyfriend he manages to smile, mostly because he feels hope. As much as he says that he knows they're faking it, he can't help but hope that this will lead to something more.]

Hi. I brought cupcakes.

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[If there's any surefire way to make Kurt light up and smile, it's bringing him cupcakes. He immediately gets to his feet and examines them, delighted.]

For me?

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[Blaine nods. His smile is completely sincere as he watches Kurt react to the cupcakes.]

I had Peeta make them for you. He's pretty good, isn't he?

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Well, let's see.

[He takes one out and noms it. The bite he took was pretty big, so now he has frosting all over his face, and he giggles as chews.]

[Muffled:] S'good!

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[Blaine laughs a bit and moves closer to wipe some of the frosting from Kurt's face with his thumb.]

You've made a mess.

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[Kurt giggles and lets Blaine clean him up a bit. Seriously, though, you can't show proper appreciation for bakery unless your mouth ends up covered in frosting.]

Whatever. They're awesome. My compliments to the chef.

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I'll let him know.

[Blaine stays close to Kurt, completely distracted by his giggles and the smile on his face.]

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[Kurt's all smiles until he catches Blaine staring. He clears his throat and moves to go sit down, holding his cupcake, all business.]

So, um-- Have a seat. Get comfortable.

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[Blaine catches himself as well and finally pulls away to take a seat.]

What do you think of your room? [Because small talk is better than staring.]

I forgot to put my bedding in the dryer :\

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It's nice, very postmodern. Those curtains are to die for. The decorations are bordering on kitsch, though.

[He glances around the room as he munches his cupcake.]

But Blaine... As much as I'd love to discuss interior design with you, we should probably start discussing what you came here for.

laaaame.

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Our relationship. [Blaine says, bracing himself.]

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Well-- I was thinking more along the lines of a strategy. To, um, to keep things from getting too intense, you know?

[Already his heart is pounding with anxiety. He's starting to doubt himself, this whole plan.]

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That's what I meant. The relationship we're going to show the world.

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Um... Yeah.

That.

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How do you want to play it?

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[Kurt frowns. He doesn't like the tone of Blaine's voice right now.]

Don't leave it all up to me. That's hardly fair.

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[Blaine tucked his lips together.]

Kurt...

Do you want people to know what I did? We can play up the forgiveness aspect of it, if you want?

Or would that be too close to the truth?

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[His reaction is immediate.]

No. No, you-- Are you crazy?

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Okay.

So what is our story then? Why aren't we together? People already know that much.

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We just...

Aren't.

[He's starting to feel uncomfortable.]

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[Blaine pressed his lips together]

We could... we could do a Romeo and Juliet thing? We could say that my parents didn't approve?

[Because there's no way they're bad mouthing Burt by claiming he's the one who disapproved.]

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[Kurt takes a moment to consider that. Bringing up parents in general makes him feel a stab of homesickness, and he's certain Blaine feels the same.]

But our families aren't here. There isn't anything holding us back.

[Saying that is so strange, because in reality there is something. A very big, very ugly something that still has yet to get any easier to deal with.]

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[Blaine nods thoughtfully...]

Maybe we should just tell the truth?

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Why? So you can get some kind of fake forgiveness out of me? That won't be good for either one of us, Blaine.

[Yeah that was harsh, but he's really starting to second guess this idea.]

Look, let's just forget it, okay? This was a lousy idea to begin with.

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No it's not. People already know that we're close.

[He's trying really hard not to show how much heart break he's suffering from, not when Kurt is the one who has the right to be hurt.]

And we still are, aren't we? No matter what. You're my best friend.

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I know. You're mine too.

[Silence falls over them, uncomfortable. He stares at his hands and fidgets for a while, thinking. It's a few minutes before he speaks again. ]

We're afraid to get close to one another because of the games. We... We're afraid of what might happen to us. Not all that far from the truth, right?

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[Blaine nods]

Okay.

We could do that too because... Because of how I reacted this time. It would make sense that we wouldn't want to repeat that.

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Right. And there's always the threat of being used against one another.

[He fidgets a little.]

So, um. There's that. So-- Shall we plan for the next arena in particular?

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Yeah. Do we meet up right away?

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Um-- Well, I don't know if we need to plan out every detail...

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We can't because we don't know what we'll be facing, but we might try to come up and a goal? What do we want them to see?

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Nothing.

[Kurt smiles wryly, shrugging.]

I don't want them to see anything.

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[Blaine looked away then, feeling a little ashamed over how much they have seen.]

I know... I know, it's private, but... Maybe if we plan out some 'scenes' for them. It's just acting that way.

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All right.

[He takes a moment to think it over, then slides closer to Blaine.]

Maybe you could...look for me. And I could try to lose you, but end up coming back. Right?

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As long as we do it safely.