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griefofdawnPairing/Character: Kurt, Rachel
When/Where: AU.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 92 of 100 )
Kurt eagerly sipped his mango soy smoothie and waited for Rachel to join him. He couldn't quite pinpoint it but he would figure it out. There was something more going on with Rachel's reluctance to go to Connecticut for a weekend with her mother. He would bet his prized classic Armani suit on it.
"What are you thinking about?" Rachel asked, sliding into their booth.
"Me?" Kurt asked innocently.
"You have that look," she said.
"What look?"
"The one that means you're scheming," she said, sipping her soy latte.
"Scheming? Moi?" Kurt said. "When have I ever schemed?"
"I haven't forgotten high school," Rachel said. "You turned scheming into an art form."
"I am good," Kurt said, smirking.
"Well, some people still haven't realized what you were doing," she said.
Kurt shrugged dismissively. Rachel and Mercedes had known. No one else's opinion mattered, not even her roommate's. And Finn? His dense stepbrother had never noticed his interference.
"You need to be nicer to Quinn," Rachel said.
"I'm always nice to Ms. Fabray," he said.
"Sometimes you push her too hard," Rachel said.
"Why so defensive? She's just your roommate," he said, watching her intently for any of her classic tells.