Prompt: KC + "we're both leads in the school musical and you keep teasing me about act II scene ten aka the scene where we kiss and I'm annoyed but also slightly flustered bc you're hot." au *puupy eyes*

OMG I'm so sorry that I'm just now getting around to some of these requests, but retail hell is finally slowing down and the muse is flowing with KLAROPOCALPSE 2K16!

Hope you guys can spot the crack elements ;)

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"It just doesn't make sense to me," Caroline complained, waving her script at the director, Jules.

Her play director rolled her eyes, folding her arms across her chest. "What part don't you get? Joseph has been chasing after Candice for nearly a year, and he knows she won't ever admit her actual feelings until he promises to leave, so he does. They kiss and start to have sex, end of story."

Caroline shook her head. "Why the hell would Joseph promise to leave Candice after he already told her that he intended to be her last, eternal love?"

"Uh, maybe because they're immortal and he knows that she will come to her?" Jules shot back.

"Then there needs to be some kind of line that alludes back to that," Caroline sighed. "The audience will be disappointed with all this build up and no delivery."

"They have sex!" Jules all but screamed at her fuming actress.

"Cheap cop out for a climactic build up," the actress muttered, flipping through the rest of her script.

"Sweetheart, if you wanted to kiss me more than once then all you have to do is ask," Klaus interrupted, a sly grin plastered across his face.

She glared at the smirking British man, cursing his ability to look devilishly handsome in his tight grey henley and dark jeans.

Caroline was the lead in the senior spring play at Whitmore College, each senior having to participate in the play in order to fulfill all the requirements for her degree. The play Love Bites was written by Mitch Plec, a graduate psychology student who was dual crediting with a theater degree. Caroline had been cast a lead character, Candice, a newborn vampire who catches the eye of a thousand year old vampire-werewolf hybrid, Joseph, played by Klaus Mikaelson, the current bane of both her and Candice's existence.

"You wish," Caroline snapped, turning her attention to her male lead.

Klaus pursed his lips together, shrugging casually. "Of course I do."

"I'm just trying to see how the audience will perceive the scene," she sighed.

"I agree wholeheartedly, love," Klaus supplied. "I think there should be more delivery too."

Raising her brows, she looked at him cautiously. "Really?"

"Yeah," he grinned. "I think we should add a few kissing scenes in the first act. Perhaps the date scene? Graduation scene?"

"You are exasperating," Caroline groaned.

"I'm starting to see that as a term of endearment since you call me it daily, love."

Rolling her eyes with a scoff, she turned back to her script and flipped to the current scene they were getting ready to rehearse. Klaus chuckled behind her, picking up his own as he moved around to stand next to her, their elbows touching slightly.

"Do you mind?" she snapped, stepping away from him. "I'm trying to concentrate."

Klaus tilted his head at her. "I'm trying to rehearse."

"Well, you don't have to stand practically on top of me," she motioned, flipping a blonde curl behind her shoulder.

He gave her a bewildered look. "Caroline, it says we end the scene laying on the ground in the throes of passion-"

She snorted, ignoring the shiver that went down her spine at the visual as her cheeks heated up.

"-and I figured we could rehearse that particular section," he finished, narrowing his eyes amusedly at the expression on her face.

Caroline cleared her throat, turning away from him. "I was thinking we could save that for opening night. Method acting and all."

"That's precisely why we should rehearse it," Klaus flipped his script onto the ground, reaching for her hand. "I expect nothing less than perfection, so it's only natural for us to rehearse it so that it'll be less awkward."

"It's their first kiss, it's supposed to be awkward," Caroline chuckled nervously, ripping her hand from him.

"Not when they have all this buildup," Klaus mused, stepping forward. "It's an instant connection, enticing, seductive-"

Caroline swallowed, feeling her heart thud rapidly against her chest as he moved closer. It's not like she was blind, Klaus was extremely attractive. And, okay, maybe she's had a few nighttime fantasies in the past couple of weeks that had left her sheets sweaty and her panties damp. But he was also as infuriating as he was handsome, and those dreams weren't something she planned on acting upon, ever.

Stepping back unconsciously, Caroline noted the salacious grin tugging at Klaus' lips as he continued to inch towards her.

"-so, it's only natural that we attempt to create that magic for the ultimate payoff," he finished, his captivating blue eyes dipping down to her lips.

Caroline opened her mouth to protest, but her throat ran dry when Klaus wrapped an arm around her waist.

"You just want to make out with me," she managed to get out.

Klaus chuckled, the deep rumbling noise making her stomach clench.

"I call it rehearsing."

"I call it a lame flirting attempt," she scoffed.

"The lady doth protest too much," he reminded her.

"The lady needs you to back up," she tried faintly, looking at his plump lips.

"For the audience, love," he murmured, pulling her up to where she was pressed against his chest.

Maybe it was the way he was looking at her, or the way her heart thudded against his first chest, but Caroline wanted nothing more than to pull his lips down to hers and have him take her right then.

"For the audience," she mumbled, echoing him.

Klaus' lips turned up into a smirk, releasing her from his tight grip. She nearly stumbled backwards, feeling strangely cold.

"From the top!" he called over his shoulder.

Caroline took a deep breath, shaking her head as she walked over to her mark on the stage. Klaus was standing a few feet away, zoning into his character as she took a few moments close her eyes and get back into Candice's mindset.

"Action," Klaus called towards her.

Her eyes flew open, locking on him as she started gravitating closer to him.

"I'm in college. I'm building a life for myself. I have plans; and a future; and things that I want and none of those things involve you. Okay?" she recited, adding a hard edge to her voice. "None of them."

Candice had been denying Joseph all throughout the play, unable to give into her deep, hidden feelings towards him for fear of being hurt, or worse, falling for him even more.

Kind of like how Caroline currently felt about Klaus.

"I see," Klaus murmured, looking away as his face fell slightly.

"No, you don't," Caroline sighed, walking towards him. "Yes, I do cover our connection with hostility, 'cause yes, I hate myself for the truth."

Klaus' eyes had widened as she made it through her lines, but not because he was acting, but because Caroline had wrapped her hands around his.

Which was unscripted.

"So if you promise to walk away...like you said, and never come back," she continued, biting her lip unsurely as the touch of his hand had her suddenly distracted from the scene she was acting out.

Klaus rubbed the back of her hands with his thumbs, pulling her closer. His eyes were piercing, the unreadable look in them sending her reeling. Caroline became all too aware that the rest of the cast had been watching the scene, waiting for them to finish. The room was dead quiet, all eyes on them.

Feeling uncharacteristically nervous, she held her head high and cleared her throat, falling back into character. "Then yes...I will be honest with you.

She swallowed, feeling vulnerable like Candice. "I will be honest with you about what I want."

Klaus licked his bottom lip, her eyes following the motion as he stepped closer. He nodded slowly, looking resigned as his character committed to his fate. "I will walk away, and never come back."

Caroline knew he was acting, but her heart still sank at the words.

"I promise," he murmured, his breath skimming her face.

She shivered, moving closer to him. Ignoring her stage directions, she brushed her fingertips across the stubble on his jaw. His eyes flickered down to her lips before meeting her gaze. Swallowing nervously, she leaned in until their noses were practically touching.

"Good."

With that, she crashed her lips to his, nearly gasping at the electric volt that went down her back at the touch of his mouth. He wrapped his arm around her waist, tilting his head as he deepened the kiss. Moaning softly into his mouth, she swiped her tongue against the seam of his lips, desperate to taste every inch of his mouth. His mouth moved languidly with hers, her mind hazy with every swipe of his tongue. Her body was molded to his, her fingers burying themselves in his blonde curls, the scruff of his chin scratching pleasurably against her soft skin.

"And cut!"

Klaus and Caroline didn't register Jules's voice, both of them still lost in the foggy dance of their lips. He bit her bottom lip gently, drawing out a quiet gasp from her. He smirked against her lips, pressing himself insistently against her.

"Um, guys?"

Caroline tightened her grip on the back of his neck, the sting making him shake against her.

"Hello?"

They jolted apart when Klaus was whacked on the back of the head with a script. Stumbling backwards, Caroline blinked confusedly as she slowly came back to earth. Klaus tightened his grip on her hips, steadying her as he glared at the person who threw the offending paper.

"Do you mind?" he growled lowly.

"I called cut nearly five minutes ago," Jules snapped, picking up her script.

"We're rehearsing," Caroline insisted, touching her swollen lips, blushing at the smug smirk on Klaus' face.

"More like foreplay," muttered someone sitting in the audience.

"And we didn't get to the love scene part," Caroline tried.

Klaus looked at her, brows arched with an intrigued look on his face.

"I'll say you did," someone else contributed.

Klaus shot the cast a death glare, all of them falling silent at the murderous look. Jules rolled her eyes, but patted Caroline on the shoulder.

"That was great guys. Let's take a fifteen minute break and rehearse it again," she ordered, turning around to head backstage.

Caroline swallowed, biting her lip shyly as she looked up at Klaus. He was already staring at her, his eyes darkened. The rest of the cast filed out of the auditorium, leaving both of them standing awkwardly on the stage.

"So…," she started lamely.

"So…," he echoed, moving closer to her.

"That was-" she stopped, unable to find the words to describe exactly how she was feeling.

Amazing. Mind-blowing. Confusing.

"All the above," he smirked, and Caroline flushed, realizing that she had said that out loud.

"Shut up," she murmured, looking down at the stage, a grin tugging at her lips.

"Make me," he murmured, bringing her closer to him.

Rolling her eyes, Caroline scoffed before looking back at him. He was smiling at her, his white teeth gleaming. Her heart thumped against her chest, the heat between their bodies making her face heat up, something that was not lost on Klaus as he traced her pink flushed cheeks.

"I dare you," he challenged.

"You just want to make out with me," she teased.

He smirked. "I think they call it rehearsing."

Rolling her eyes, she shook her head at his familiar line. "Practice does make perfect."

His eyes bulged comically, making her giggle as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Maybe we can even get to the sex scene."

"I-"

Caroline cut him off with her lips, swallowing his low moan as she laughed against his mouth.

What was a few extra minutes of rehearsal?

Hmm, wonder who Jules and Mitch are?

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Until Next Time

Kaitlyn