after the feast

[mediumdrip]

Who| Klaine
What| Kurt comes back from the feast to a Blaine who is extremely paranoid about losing him.
Where| Adventureland
When| Set right after the "feast"
Warnings/Notes| This is way backdated. Sorry folks! Candy and I got busy. Also, this is even more painful given the death roll this week.



[Blaine felt like he was going crazy. He was packing up the supplies they had in a hurry as he waited for every canon blast. He should have explained better. He should have been very, very clear with Kurt.

You don't go to their parties. You don't attend feasts. You don't go to anything they want you too.

All he could think about was the videos he had seen of the ways that they would set up Tributes. They had even done it to Katniss and she had almost died because of it! Oh god, what if it was Kurt now on the floor with some crazy person above him with a knife?

Blaine felt his heart hammering in his chest as he barely kept a hold of the panic.

He'd be sure to explain it now, if Kurt came back.

Please, please, please be okay.


He was just crossing toward the walkway the lead to Fantasyland when he saw Kurt returning. His stomach twisted up with so much relief that he didn't care about attracting attention.]

You're okay! [He yelled as he ran to Kurt. He looked pretty banged up but he was standing and hand all of his limbs. Blaine felt tears of relief come to his eyes and blinked them away stubbornly. he would not lose it in front of the entire Capitol.]

Oh thank God, you're okay.

Comments

[showbizpanache]

[He gnaws on his lip for a moment, uncomfortable. The memory of what had happened in the sleeping bag is still fresh in his mind.]

I can take care of myself, Blaine.

[mediumdrip]

I know you can...

But I spent the time between my first Arena and this one watching tapes of Arenas. I know the kind of messed up things these people do.

[showbizpanache]

[Kurt feels a twinge of fear despite himself.]

What things?

[mediumdrip]

I...

[For a moment Blaine just looks traumatized and shaken.]

I should probably talk to you, shouldn't I? About that stuff. You need to know.

It's just not easy to talk about.

[showbizpanache]

[Oh god. Blaine died hadn't he. Kurt's heart drops out of his chest.]

Y-you don't have to. Blaine... [He gingerly puts a hand on his arm.] I'm sorry for running off. I didn't mean to scare you.

[mediumdrip]

You didn't just scare me, Kurt.

[He moved closer at the touch.]

You can't get hurt, okay? Take care of yourself first.

[showbizpanache]

O-of course.

[He swallows, then draws his hand away, looking down at the bag again.]

Did you want a little cake? Are you hungry?

[mediumdrip]

Starving. We can share them with Lottie and Diana too, if you don't mind? They're yours to do what you want.

[showbizpanache]

I want to share them. Here.

[He breaks off a little piece then holds it up to Blaine's mouth.]

Open up.

[mediumdrip]

[Blaine feels his stomach twist up with emotion as Kurt offers to feed him.

He leans forward and opens his mouth to take the food. His heart flutters a little with desire and need.]

That's good. Thank you.

[showbizpanache]

You're quite welcome.

[He draws his hand back and lets it fall into his lap. Cue awkward silence.]

[mediumdrip]

[After a moment]

You were really brave to go, though...

[He moves his hand up through his hair. The worst part of the Arena, other than all the death and terror, is that his curls are wild and tangled around his head. He can focus on them when he feels awkward and uncertain.]

[showbizpanache]

No, you were right before. I was crazy.

[mediumdrip]

I was being selfish.

I don't want to lose you.

[showbizpanache]

[Kurt clears his throat and nods. Another awkward silence, and then he can't take it anymore. He gets on his feet and starts walking away.]

I'm going to stretch my legs a bit.

[mediumdrip]

[Blaine gets up to go after him.]

Kurt, wait. We need to talk.

[showbizpanache]

[He sighs heavily.]

I don't need you to supervise me when I go for a walk, Blaine. I promise I won't go far.

[mediumdrip]

[Blaine frowns deeply and then shakes his head. Despite what Kurt is saying he can't just let him go off alone again. He moves forward to Kurt.]

Stop. I just want to talk.

[showbizpanache]

[Another sigh, and he turns to look at Blaine, raising his brows expectantly.]

[mediumdrip]

We kissed.

[showbizpanache]

We were half asleep.

[mediumdrip]

Exactly, because we didn't have the state of mind to convince ourselves otherwise.

It was amazing.

[showbizpanache]

[Kurt's stomach flips and he looks away, blushing.]

That's exactly it. We weren't in the right state of mind.

[mediumdrip]

But that didn't stop it from feeling right.

[showbizpanache]

Don't you think this is a bad time to talk about this?

[He shifts around uncomfortably.]