Bite-Sized
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"You didn't expect me to miss my doppelganger's graduation, did you?"
"You're kidding me. You can't be here!" she hisses at him, dragging him behind the bleachers where (hopefully) no one will see them.
"Afraid to be seen with me?"
"Obviously!"
Klaus laughs at her, and snatches up her hand, pressing a kiss to the back of it before holding her hand up like a lady being led into a ballroom and twirling a finger on the other hand around. "Let's have a look at you now in all of your finery."
"This isn't funny. If anyone sees us together–"
"They'll what? Scowl at me? Last I checked, there's absolutely nothing either of your fine Salvatores can do against me. Certainly nothing that could keep me away from you."
She scowls to hide her blush. "Aren't you supposed to be in New Orleans right about now?"
"You thought I'd miss today?"
"Yeah? It's a high school graduation."
"I've already told you I intend to win you, when all is said and done."
"You don't mean that though."
Klaus smiles, taking her hands again and drawing her deeper under the bleachers, where no one can see him draw her close so he can whisper in her ear, "I thought perhaps if I keep showing up, you'd eventually believe me."
