**Kurt**

Kurt's father had cheered when Kurt had told him that he and Blaine were now together.

After having lunch and coffee with Blaine, Kurt had asked Blaine if they were together and Blaine had only raised an eyebrow and offered a smile before saying:-

"I thought that was what the kissing meant?"

Kurt had laughed and had told him to answer the question anyway, and Blaine had screeched yes, which made a few people turn their heads and Kurt shush him with a laugh.

They had parted ways with a few kisses, that had turned deep and more desperate and hot the more they did it. But eventually Kurt had told him that they both had to go and read through their packs and start choreographing their routines.

Blaine had grumbled but agreed, and after asking for Kurt's number so he could call him later, and Kurt taking Blaine's too, they had begrudgingly parted to go home.

Now Kurt had been sitting for 2 hours, going over everything contained within the pack.

It had been categorized as Street dancing. Kurt had sighed, he had never performed any of these moves before and the song he had never heard of before.

But he would make it work.

Watching a few YouTube videos of some of the moves helped a little to prepare him, but he still needed to take notes and go to his studio to try and make something up that could be used for his routine.

He had no idea what he was doing though, being a more classical style of dancer, street just seemed a bit too complex for him. But now he had to dig deep to pull himself into it.

Until his father called to talk to him.

His father didn't understand what street dancing was either, so he was no help, but they chatted a little while Kurt was going over more videos of the moves on the list.

"So you're not seeing Blaine while you're practicing I take it?" His father asked and Kurt sighed with a smile.

"No, we'd just distract each other, and we need to get this right."

His father laughed.

"Stubborn to the end."

"Dad, please, I need to give this competition a real shot."

"I know, I know, but life doesn't stop because of this competition Kurt," his father said and Kurt hummed, "you know you have to give this relationship a real try too."

"And I will, I promise," Kurt told him quickly, "we just need to get through this now."

"Ok, if you feel you know best, I'll agree with you."

"Thanks," Kurt said with a small grin, "I need to go and try and perform some of these moves."

"Ok, don't work too hard."

"I'll try."

"Speak soon kid, Love you."

"Love you too, Dad."

Kurt shook his head when he put his phone down, he knew his father was right. Blaine was waiting for him, and Kurt knew that he would wait until after the competition was over to give their relationship a proper try. It was as important to Blaine as it was to him.

He smiled as he thought of Blaine again.

He wondered if he was fairing any better with this assignment. He hoped he was.

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**Blaine**

Blaine wanted to text Kurt, but he knew that he couldn't.

They had agreed to take time to try and choreograph their routines separately, but it was hard. he had quickly become infatuated with Kurt. They had gone from rivals, to partners, to friends, to maybe something more now.
Blaine knew what he wanted, but they both had an unspoken agreement to give this competition a real shot before they gave them a shot.

Blaine was fairly confident in his own modern dance styles to implement some of the moves on the list into a new routine, but some moves he had to look up to know how to do them. This street dance section would be hard.
He practiced for ages, going over different parts and trying to blend them together. watching street performances on YouTube to make his own dance better.

After a few hours he had got the basics down and he hoped that Kurt was doing ok with this. Kurt's style had always been more jazzy and classic, and he knew that Kurt would find this style incredibly hard to perform. But as stubborn and determined as Blaine knew Kurt to be, he also knew that Kurt wouldn't give in until he had performed his best and had gained one of the top spots of the contest.

Blaine just hoped to be up there with him.

But he couldn't help but feel that it would put strain on them, as a new couple now, when they had to face each other in the final. How would they integrate their feelings within this competition?

It didn't seem fair now. That the one thing they both fought so hard for, was now only going to be a competition between them both, about who was the best. He just hoped whoever won, it wouldn't end up killing whatever they had before they even started.

Blaine's phone beeped from the bench as he finished his set for the eighth time, and he wandered over to grab his towel, wiping the sweat away from his neck forehead and hands, before picking it up.

From Kurt;
Hope you're having better luck than I am baby.

Blaine couldn't help but grin widely at the term of endearment at the end of the short text, fighting off a very embarrassing squeal as he typed his response.

To Kurt;
Not really, I know some moves, but not all of them ;) How are you doing?

It only took another couple of seconds fro the reply and Blaine was smiling so much his cheeks were hurting.

From Kurt;
Not good, had to watch YouTube on how to perform all of them. Think I have it down now though.

Blaine laughed to himself.

To Kurt;
I'm sure your routine will be amazing ;) and I can't wait to see you.

From Kurt;
Let's make a deal.

Blaine furrowed his brow and typed back.

To Kurt;
What kind of deal?

From Kurt;
Let's work hard to get our routines finished in 5 days, and then we can spend time together until the competition ?

To Kurt;
Is that a question or a statement?

From Kurt;
It's a question if the answer is no, but a statement if you agree ;p

Blaine did in fact let out an embarrassing little noise, that he was glad nobody was around to hear as he kicked his legs a little in victory.

To Kurt;
Absolutely YES!

From Kurt;
Good, then work hard darling, and I'll see you in 5 days ;*

Blaine had a renewed determination for working on his routine now, with a prize at the end like that, how could he ever refuse?

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