Cleaning the Kitchen Bites.

She quickly ran at him so fast that it would be impossible to see. "Don't!" She tackled him an pinned his arms to the ground.

Blaine was pretty hard to tackle, so this said something. He laughed from the ground and sat up, calmly moving Josephine to the side since he was stronger.

"I wasn't actually going to tell! Did you see your face?!" This brought on another round of laughter.

She pouted and crossed her arms. "I'm going to punch you." Jose turned away from him.

"Not the face." Blaine smiled as the last bits of laughter wore off.

"C'mon. You can't be mad at me."

She pursed her lips. "An what are you going to do if I am?"

Blaine pouted and turned her head towards his. His lower lip jutting out made him look at least five years old, You would have sworn your heart broke.

"I'll cry. And I don't like crying." He said quietly.

Josephine's scowl turned into a smile. "Aww you look so adorable!" She blushed once she had heard what words had just came from her lips.

Blaine broke into his smile again and laughed quietly.

"I know. It's a gift. Blush." Blaine poked her blushing red cheek and laughed again.

She bit at his finger. "You stink."

Blaine offered a hug.

"It's not my fault someone's sensitive. Come hug Uncle Blaine."

She laughed and hugged him. "Uncle Blaine is weird."

"Uncle Blaine is a therapist." Blaine corrected as he hugged her tightly in return. He laughed again, his cheerful rumble able to light up any room that he entered.

She laughed and pulled away. "Who says I need therapy!?"

"I do!" Blaine said with finality, standing up to continue his work.

She rolled her eyes and stood up. She smiled,"I still wanna see you dance."

Blaine shrugged and held up his hands, a smirk plastered on his face. Some people just didn't get what they wanted.

"Sorry, kiddo. That ship has sailed." Blaine hit the stick of the broom back and forth in his hands.

She pouted. "Fine." Jo squinted he eyes at him and grabbed a sponge, cleaning off the tables.
Ooc: lol guess who's at the mess hall!? Lauren!!

"Ha ha!" Blaine sung under his breath before sticking his tongue out at her. Maybe he would dance...psych! Never gonna happen.

She rolled her eyes and smiled. "It will happen." She whispered.
Ooc: relationship?

Ooc: I've been debating. Idk yet.

Bic:
Blaine laughed quietly, over hearing her whisper.

"Not happening." He whispered back.

Josephine smirked and looked at him. "Oh really?" She placed her hand on her hip.

"Really." Blaine whispered again, placing a hand on his hip in imitation of her. A smile still played on his lips, giving him the mischievous-vibe that he was known well for. A guy like Blaine was nothing but trouble. Always getting caught for something. He had actually gotten arrested once or twice.

It was all in the name of liberalism, though. Blaine had always believed that if one person spoke out then the rest would follow, which wasn't actually that bad of a philosophy. Blaine just hoped that Josephine knew the weight that hung over her head while she and he got closer. That she may be in trouble, too.

Ooc: I'm thinking one of those accidental things like in the movies. You know, that accidental-falling-kiss-thing-oh-no-it's-awkward-now-omg thing?

Josephine let a playful smirk crawl across her face. "Yes really." She moved closer to him smiling.

Ooc: lol that's perfect

Ooc: Ermahgerd I said "thing" like three times. I'm turning into a hipster. O.o

Bic:
Blaine took a step back, reaching around behind for a spray bottle loaded with water, the smile still on his face. He shook his head as his hand closed around the bottle.

"No really. Not dancing."

She looked behind his back. "Whatcha got there?"

Ooc: hipster powers!!