Note: KHR Rare Pair Week Mist Day, entry 2. Pairing: Elena/Chrome. Prompt: Fake/pretend relationship.
Warnings: Awkward Lesbians Try To Get Together: Origins, Is That Even A Warning?, Meh.
Disclaimer: Don't own KHR.
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Chrome was a useless, cowardly lesbian, and Elena was the goddess she had been crushing on hard since fourth grade when Elena poured juice over the head of the bully who was harassing Chrome, and then took Chrome's hand and ran off with her to hide.
Chrome was a useless lesbian in her last year of high school, and had been trying for the last two months to ask Elena out, and failing. Spectacularly.
It wasn't Chrome's fault that she'd clam up whenever she attempted to confess, even in the most casual of ways…
"Chrome!" Chrome twitched when she heard Elena call for her, and snapped her head to the side to see Elena head to her with a serious expression on her face.
"E-Elena! What's the matter?" Chrome nervously fiddled with the hem of her sweater.
"There is something important I wanted to talk to you about."
"What is it?" Chrome lost all her nervousness when she saw the intense stare in Elena's eyes, a spark lighting up in her core and almost making her tell Elena that she'd do anything to help Elena, be it disposing of corpses or eloping away with her to escape from the police due to theft charges.
"There is a guy who's been stalking you for a while." The intensity in Elena's eyes increased.
"Eh?" A stalker? Chrome was confused, and almost looked around her to check before she stopped herself; it was no use to tip anyone watching that she was aware someone was watching- if there was someone watching.
She had a stalker? Someone was stalking Chrome? They hadn't bothered her yet, and she figured if they did, she'd be the one asking Elena to help her hide the body.
"And I have an idea to get rid of him."
Chrome cocked her head to the side and gestured for Elena to continue.
Elena smirked, "I'll fake date you."
Chrome froze.
Damn. What should she do?
"Uh… Um…"
"You don't have to agree if it makes you feel uncomfortable!" Elena rushed to placate her, "We can always just get rid of the stalker and hide all the evidence!"
"It's okay!" Chrome almost squeaked out; she was a coward, but she wasn't one to ignore the opportunity when it threw itself on her lap, "I accept! We'll fake date each other. I mean, it's not like it'll be any different from what we usually do anyway! We'll just have to hold hands more times and act lovey dovey, right? How hard could it be?"
Chrome dug her own grave and lied in it.
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End