"What part of I can't deal with this right now don't you understand?", Chris yelled at him, his eyes gleaming with fury and he really didn't know why he was doing that right now.
He actually wanted Darren to talk to him, he wanted to hear him out, needed it and give him the chance to make it all ok but something inside of him held against it like it was trying to save him from being hurt again.

Building walls had always been easy for him, it wasn't like he wasn't used to it.

Chris desperately wanted to apologize for screaming, apologize for everything, for being imperfect and being in love with the other man but he was tongue-tied and confused, he hated Darren for what he did but at the same time he knew that was a lie.

There was no way he could hate the other man.

Chris tried to speak again, tell him he didn't mean to sound so upset but his voice wouldn't come out even if he tried.

"I guess...I-I should go, I'm sorry Chris I just thought...I could save this but...that was a bad idea."

He could see the hurt in Darren's eyes, tears forming in the pleading hazel eyes, staring at him tiredly.

"Stay.", Chris blurted out, letting all his walls come down for once.

He had no control over his emotions at this point, everything was a blur, like a dream and he just let himself flow.

He couldn't lose any more could he?

"Are you sure?", Darren asked slowly.

"Yes...I - we have to talk about this...we have to figure it out. It won't work like this with the tour going on and season 3 is going to be big for Klaine so...I guess I should try and be professional just don't expect me to say much...I'm still hurt but I'll give you the chance to say what you got to say...I guess I'm ready to listen now."

"I broke up with Mia."

"You..what? Why?", Chris asked carefully.

"You.", was all Darren said.

The younger man felt his heart sink into his stomach, the response came like a gunshot.

He was clueless, was Darren here to make him feel better or even worse?

"What is this supposed to mean? Did she find out? Did you tell her?", he panicked a bit.

"No...well yes I told her...but the main reason was...that I - don't love her...I - I love you Chris...I was just too blind to notice until now...well I did notice but I didn't want it to be real because it's not easy being in love with - with a boy all of the sudden when you thought you were completely sure about your sexuality.", the hazel-eyed stuttered.
"Don't play me Darren.", Chris nearly begged, still not sure if this was reality or not.

"No...you don't understand. I realized that it would hurt so much more if I couldn't have you around than it would hurt not having Mia anymore...wow...that sounded meaner than I intended...well...the point is I need you Chris. You...you make me smile so much without actually trying and I just feel so comfortable whenever I'm with you...so what I need you to know is that...wow this is hard, excuse me...", he cleared his throat, fighting back the urge to just break down and cry.

"You're my best friend and I want you to know that it mattered...to me. And you matter so much Chris just...fuck."

Chris let out a small nervous laugh when Darren cursed, because it was just so Darren, swearing in every situation.

Darren smiled at him softly, overcome with emotion and all the weight falling from his shoulders, tears sparkling in his beautiful eyes.

"I still think it was wrong that...we had...sex that night."

The other man flinched at the word 'sex', it felt like a stab when he remembered.

Chris nodded slowly, lowering his head.

"No, let me finish. I think it was wrong because it was so rushed. It wasn't nice and slow or gentle like a first time should be and hell I don't think any first time is perfect, it simply can't be...but you deserve so much better. Not just some rough, drunk...fuck, because...there's so much more to sex than just getting off and I'm sorry I used you for - that. You're not someone one can throw around and play with. You are the most beautiful person I know, in and out and...gosh I don't know how I can make you believe that I really want this with you. I want to be with you Christopher Paul Colfer...I don't know who I am yet but that's ok because I'm sure that...I love you. I honestly do, just...I always identified as straight because I was never really...", he stopped, taking a deep breath, locking eyes with the taller man again.

"I never felt this way before...with a guy. I don't know anything about boys...I don't know how I'm supposed to treat you because I know you're not a girl. Obviously, but...you probably know what I mean."

"I think I do.", Chris stated.

He looked absent, like he was trying to recall if this was reality or a dream, he honestly couldn't tell.

"So...what do you say Chris. Will you forgive me for being the biggest jerk ever?"

"I'm not dreaming right? You're not just tricking me? And...and you mean this? ", the blue eyed man stuttered, running his hand through his messy hair.
"I do, I really mean it...I'm so sorry I couldn't make my mind up earlier. I've been so confused and I still am but at least not about the fact that I love you.", he repeated these three words softly, trying to convince Chris to finally believe him.
"I-I love you too Darren. Yes, yes I forgive you, we can...we can make this work ok? Just...just kiss me please."

Chris stood there, he still couldn't believe this was actually happening and he yearned for a kiss to make him feel again.

He felt numb, paralyzed and when Darren's soft full lips connected with his it was like everything came clear in that moment.

Colours were bright again, his heart fluttered and his stomach filled with a million butterflies.

Darren broke the kiss softly, his eyes skimming down Chris's face.

A light blush was spread over his cheeks, his blue-green eyes were sparkling with life and tears, his lips were red and shiny, a soft smile ghosting over them.

"You're beautiful.", Darren stated.

"Stop it.", Chris laughed, punching the other man's arm jokingly.

"You are. You really are Chris...wow. How could I be so stupid...", he leaned in again, the kiss was more passionate this time, mouths opening slightly, just so much that the other's tongue could slide between the other's lips slowly, tasting and exploring, connecting.

Chris sighed into the kiss, his hands were grasping at Darren's coat, pulling him as close as he could, never wanting to let go.

Darren did the same, he was tugging at Chris's t-shirt, pushing the taller man closer against him by digging his fingers into his back.

Chris was the one pulling back this time, looking straight into Darren's eyes, flushed and breathing heavily.

"Stay.", he whispered against his lips, kissing him again tenderly.

"Show me that you love me...prove me Darren.", he murmured, sending shivers down the hazel-eyed's spine.

"H-how?", Darren asked quietly, his nose brushing against Chris's.

"Make love to me.", the younger man whispered, barely audible.

"A-are you sure?"

"Yes...", he paused. "I need to feel if this is real. I need you to make it up to me...you know how much pain this caused me and I need to know if...if you can do this without being drunk."

"Come here.", Darren said, kissing Chris again, softly leading him into his bedroom.

When the backs of Chris's knees hit the bed Darren gently pushed him down, never breaking the kiss, his lips still moving against his, tongues still sliding against each other.

Chris let out a soft moan when he fell into the soft mattress.

The other man was below him, breaking the kiss to get rid of his coat and whisper into his ear.

"I'm going to make you feel how you make me feel...don't worry I'll take my time...this is new for me too...let's just pretend this is our first time together because this means so much more."

Chris shuddered and moaned when Darren pressed their hips together, slowly rocking against him while they kissed.

Chris bit down on Darren's lower lip and moaned loudly when their erections pressed together.

Darren moaned deeply into his mouth, still moving his hips and Chris has never been so glad to be wearing sweatpants.

Darren winced when Chris grabbed his butt, pushing him hard against him.

"Sorry...", the younger man panted, kissing Darren's cheek.

"It's...oh...it's ok just...wait. These pants don't go too well with a hard-on."

Chris chuckled, pushing Darren up so they were kneeling on the bed.

His hands were roaming over Darren's body slowly, feeling every muscle, his fingers memorizing the way they shifted underneath his clothes.

Clothes...he wanted them off as fast as he could.

Chris's long pale fingers were still ghosting over the other man's body, pulling on the purple V-neck shirt he loved so much but right now he wanted to see what's underneath.

He quickly pulled it over Darren's head, putting his hands back on him as soon as it was gone.
Skin on skin.

He felt his chesthair, his muscles, his softly tanned skin coated with a thin layer of sweat.

His mouth was still capturing the other's, his eyes were open now, soaking in the image of the man in front of him.

It was Darren.

Chris stopped everything he was doing, trembling slightly.

"Hey...Chris...W-what's wrong? I-is this too much? It's fine we can stop now and just watch a movie or I can leave if you need more time.", he stopped talking to look at Chris, trying to find his eyes so he could figure out what was going on.
"No...don't leave. Don't ever leave! I just...I just had to make sure this was real and I wasn't dreaming or sleepwalking or anything. I want this..."
Darren kissed him tenderly, shoving his shirt up, exposing Chris's lean upper body.

"Gosh...", he whispered, taking off the other man's shirt.

He pressed his lips to his neck, placing soft wet kisses on it, starting to suck at the sensitive skin right underneath the other man's Adam's apple, making Chris moan contently.

"You like that?"

Chris let out a shaky breath.

"Yes!", he answered breathlessly.

Chris hips were still pressed tight against Darren but they didn't move just yet, Darren was too distracted by exploring the blue-eyed's body to care about his aching erection and Chris was way too eager to feel.

"Don't stop.", he panted into the older man's curls, burying his hands in them.

Darren was moving his way up, still planting openmouthed kisses all along Chris's jaw line, finally finding his lips again.

Chris let out a soft moan, kissing back with all he got, pushing his hips up at the same time, making Darren jerk his own and throw his head back.

"Oh...that's...oh Chris...", he was panting, sweating lightly and thrusting against the younger man.

He brought his lips back to Chris's delicate neck, sucking on the bright scar on the side, making Chris moan again.

Darren's hands were roving all over Chris's body, every now and then letting his thumb run over one of the little pink nipples, the callused skin scrapping at the soft skin, making Chris shiver and the nipple harden under his touch.

His other hand was resting just above the waistline of his pants, slowly trailing underneath it.

Chris was panting hotly into the crook of his neck while he was still sucking on Chris's jugular, feeling the other's pulse, fast and pounding, not caring that he would leave a mark and neither did Chris.

He was lost in ecstasy when Darren finally curled his calloused fingers around his cock, starting to move it up and down slowly.

"Oh god...", Chris sighed, his voice hoarse, breathless and higher than usual. "G-go faster please.", he begged.

His hands were finding their way to Darren's belt buckle, opening it shakily.

He agonizingly slowly pulled down the fly, making the other man hiss and stop his movements when it pressed against his erection.

Chris deliberately let his fingers trail over Darren's hardness, feeling it hot and pulsing against his palm.

Darren hissed, closed his eyes and tried to focus on Chris's cock in his hand again.

He was actually quite glad he didn't remember their first time anymore because he enjoyed finding those special spots and memorizing which movement or how much pressure could elicit soft moans from the younger man, which would make him writhe or shudder.

As much as he loved making Chris feel good, he wanted more, he wanted to feel him pressed against him, without rough cloth between them, just skin on skin.

Darren pulled down Chris's pants, his leaking erection sprung free and slapped against Chris's flat stomach.

The older man's eyes scanned the other man's body, noticing every hair, every scar, every muscle and he licked his suddenly dry lips.

"D-don't look at me like that please.", Chris whispered, feeling exposed and cold.

"But you are gorgeous how could I not stop and stare?", Darren asked, earning a soft smile from the taller one and a deep kiss.

Chris was pulling Darren's pants down as well, revealing his hard sex.

He testingly wrapped his hand around him, feeling Darren in his palm, hot and heavy.

The younger man gasped into their kiss, starting to stroke slowly.

Their movements were completely in synch as well as their noises.

Soft pants escaped their lips, every now and then one of them would moan at the tight grip of the other and the oh so wonderful and very much needed friction.

Darren let his calloused thumb flicker over Chris's already wet tip, smearing the precum, making Chris whimper.

"S-stop...I'm not going to last if you keep doing this.", he said shakily.

Darren smiled, repeating his movement, making Chris flinch.

"Oh god..."

"I didn't know you were this sensitive.", he pressed a kiss against the other man's flushed cheek.

"I-I am, s-so Darren stop or I'm going to come right away."

"You can...", he put his hand into Chris's neck, holding on to him while still moving his hand over his cock.

Their foreheads were pressed against the other's, they were breathing eachother's air, eyes locked, half open and cloudy with lust.

"N-no...I don't want it to be over...I...I want more. I want to feel you Darren...make me feel.", he whispered.

Darren stopped his motions, closing the gap between them by softly laying his lips on Chris's, kissing him tenderly.

He broke away and Chris winced at the loss of contact.

Darren stood up, getting rid of his pants, shoes and socks.

Chris looked at him, completely in awe, soaked in by Darren's beauty.

A soft smile was ghosting on his lips.

"And you're telling me I was beautiful...you should really see yourself DC!"

Darren blushed a little and run his hand through his dark curly hair.

Chris peeled of his sweatpants and boxerbriefs for one and all, laying there completely naked.

Darren moved back to the bed slowly, crawling up to Chris to kiss him once more, his tongue slit against his full lower lip, making the younger man open his mouth.

The hazel-eyed settled his hips against the blue-eyed's again, rutting slowly, causing friction that made the men moan into each other's mouths.

Darren pulled away, kissing his way down to Chris's chest, stopping at one of the hard, pink nipples, sucking it into his mouth, nibbling softly, making Chris writhe underneath him, his hips still rotating, pushing up to the other man.

Darren continued, placing soft kisses down to his stomach.

"More p-please.", he panted.

"O-ok...", Darren whispered against Chris's soft, pale, warm skin.

He went lower once again, placing a first kiss on the tip of Chris's cock.

The younger man hissed, pushing up from the mattress.

"Sshh...", Darren stilled him.
"I've never done this before.", he confessed.

"Don't worry...neither have I.", Chris laughed.

Darren grinned up to him, running his tongue over his length and Chris was shivering, moaning and throwing his head back.

He was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly and Darren loved seeing his lover breath and writhe like that, listening to his soft pants and sometimes loud moans.

He wrapped his lips around the tip, teasingly pressing his tongue against the slit, tasting Chris for the first time, bitter, salty and a little sweet.

Chris was trying his best to stay still, he held back the urge to thrust upwards, not wanting to choke Darren.

Darren slowly swallowed more of Chris's cock, sucking lightly, making the taller man feel lightheaded.

"Th-this is amazing Darren...oh god...why-ung...why are you so damn good at this?"

Darren pulled back, a thin string of saliva and precum was still connected to his red swollen lips and Chris could've come at this image right away.

"Well...I just do what I think feels good...", he really didn't want to talk or even think about his exgirlfriends blowjob qualities right now.

First of all because all that mattered to him that moment was Chris and he really didn't want to kill the mood.

He wanted to make love to Chris and not rant about what he liked when he was with a woman.

He quickly swallowed Chris again, nearly taking him in whole but he choked a bit when the tip nudged the back of his throat, causing him to pull back.

Darren was trying to catch his breath while Chris was apologizing with no reason.
He has been good and pressed his hips down to the mattress all the time and tried not to buck at all.

"It's ok Chris...I-I just went down too fast...let me try again.", he breathed, his eyes flickering up to Chris's and the taller man shuddered.

"Y-yes please..."

Darren lowered his head again and Chris's hands tangled in his curls, not tugging, not pushing, just resting.

Darren closed his lips around Chris's cock again, sucking the head in, wrapping his tongue around it.

Chris let out a shaky breath and a strangled moan, his hips were shaking and his thighs trembling, holding back so much it hurt.

"Please...", the taller man pleaded.

Darren went lower, taking more of Chris's erection in, slowly and carefully this time.

"Oh god...", the younger one groaned.

Darren's nose was now pushing into the neatly trimmed pubes, taking in Chris's scent and he loved it, moaned around his dick, sending soft vibrations through his body.

"Again! OH GOD DO THAT AGAIN!", Chris practically screamed, his upper body rising from the bed, he was petting Darren's head softly, gently holding him down without noticing.

Darren tried his best to stay down, lapping at the cock in his mouth, swallowing and humming around him.

"T-this feels amazing Darren. Oh geez...I-I-love this...I love you b-but I'm going to come!"

Darren pulled back, Chris's length sliding out of his mouth with a dirty wet slurping sound.

The older man was breathing heavily, his face flushed, lips swollen and eyes glaring up at Chris wantingly.

Chris was panting heavily, his muscles working.

"So close...", he whimpered, shutting his eyes.

His cock was twitching and wet with spit and precum.

Darren licked his lips, moving up to Chris again, placing his hand on his, pushing him down into a bruising kiss.

The younger man bit into his lower lip to keep himself from screaming again when Darren lined up their hips.

"Holy shit...", Chris panted.

Darren grinned, pushing a kiss to his temple.

"What do you want to do?"

"I-I don't know...I..."
"W-would you...would you...wow...how can I say it without sounding dirty...", Darren thought for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed.

"I-I want you to be inside of me Chris. I want you to make me yours because that's what I'm supposed to be. I made you suffer so much and I want to prove to you that I want this. So...I already took your virginity...I guess it would be just fair if you took mine."

"A-are you sure?"

"Yes, 100%...I want this Chris. I want you, so please...don't make me wait.", he whispered, thrusting up against him, reminding the younger man that he wanted and needed it as much as he did.

"O-ok...but I've never...been...inside anyone before...so...talk me through it please?", the younger man was looking straight into his eyes, loosing himself in the warm gold of the other, hidden behind a curtain of dark lashes.

"Chris, I only know the basics...like you do, but this is actually like a first time for me too ok?"

"So you've never...like...tried it on yourself before?", Chris face was turning red again at the awkwardness of this.

Darren laughed softly, placing a tender and calming kiss on the other man's cheek, slowly caressing it with his thumb.
"No, I haven't...but I'm willing to let you teach me...do you have lube?"

"S-sure.", the taller man stuttered, leaning down to reach for his nightstand, opening the drawer and pulling out a bottle of lube.

"That's so cliché.", he chuckled, his cheeks blushing even more.

"Well...but honestly where would you keep your lube then...don't worry mine's in my drawer too."

They laughed softly, Chris finally relaxing a bit.

"J-just relax ok? B-but you...you're sure about this yes? We don't have to...now I mean..."

"Shush Chris...it's going to be good, I know it...because it's you. I love you ok? I'm sure that I want this.", the older man said, placing a cushion behind his back so he could lay down and try not to tense up, his dick still hard, resting on his stomach.

"Shit...", Chris cursed, his erection twitching at the other man laying there, all ready and desperate for his touch.

He quickly coated his fingers with a immense amount of lube, placing his indexfinger on Darren's entrance, smearing the lube so it would be easy to slide in.

Darren panted and moaned softly when Chris let his finger push over his hole, teasing him, getting him to relax and open up.

"A-are you ready?", he asked, his voice husky.

"Y-yes...I am...please Chris."

His chest was heaving and Chris could see his heart pound.

He slowly pushed in, only to the first knuckle, waiting for Darren to get used to that feeling.

"Is this ok?"

"Yes, yes, oh god yes...go on.", the hazel-eyed whimpered.

Chris pushed further, watching Darren's face, studying it to see if there was any hint of pain.

He was all the way in, wiggling his finger a bit.

"Still ok?",he asked.

"Yes Chris...it feels really good just...just give me a second..."

"S-sure...yes.", Chris licked his upper lip, noticing that he was sweating when the salty taste spread on his tongue.

"You can...go on.", Darren murmured.

Chris moved his finger back and forth, crooking it lightly, loosening Darren up.

"You're so tight Darren...", he groaned, leaning down to kiss the other man hard on the lips.

"And gorgeous.", he added.

"T-thanks.", Darren beamed at him, his forehead glistening with sweat, his teeth nice and white, eyes dark and halflided and Chris could swear he fell in love all over again.

He couldn't help but lean in to give Darren a gentle kiss, lips parting softly, the other man moaning into his mouth when he shifted his finger once more.

"Add a-another one...oh...", he moaned when Chris pushed his middle finger in as well.

Chris was moving his hand faster now, watching the other man in awe, loving the way he arched his back and pushed his hips against him, wanting it so bad.

He didn't know someone could have so much power over another person, making him melt like he was wax in his hands.

"This is am-OH GOD DO THAT AGAIN!"

"What? This?", the younger man brushed over his prostate harder this time, smiling at the other man.

Darren was thrashing in the sheets, his upperbody rose from the bed and he was moaning loudly, pushing back against his fingers.

"MORE CHRIS PLEASE! OH SHIT!", he cursed under his breath.

"You...you're amazing Darren.", Chris whispered, pressing a kiss on Darren's sweaty forehead, nibbling on his neck.

"Y-you're driving me crazy...", he breathed out, laughing softly, clenching around Chris's digits.

"B-be inside me now?", he asked desperately, looking up to him with soft gleaming puppy hazel eyes.

"Y-you're not properly stretched yet...I don't want to hurt you.", Chris said worryingly.

"I-it's ok...I like the feeling of the stretch...I think it feels - unnnngh...terrific! I just...I need you inside of me now...so badly."

"And I want to be inside of you badly but I really don't want to hurt you!", Chris repeated.

"You won't...I promise...I can take it. And if not...make me take it.", he whispered, grinning deviously.

"Kinky...aren't we?", Chris said, pulling out his fingers, leaving Darren empty and groaning.

"Don't worry, I'll hurry up."

They smiled at each other before Chris reached down again to grab the lube and a condom.

He quickly gave himself a few strokes while Darren opened the wrapper, rolling the condom down on his painfully hard erection.

Chris lubed himself up as good as he could, lining his cock up with Darren's throbbing entrance.

"Ready?", he asked softly.

"Yes...please...", Darren whimpered.

Chris pushed inside, only the tip at first, holding back as good as he could, biting his lip, drawing blood.

"Y-oh god...it's so tight...Darren...you...you have to tell me if it hurts or if you want to stop ok? Just tell me and I'll stop.", he panted.

Darren nodded, closing his eyes as Chris pushed in the whole way, trying not to focus on the pain from being stretched but on how wonderful and enormous Chris felt inside of him and how he could feel him pulsing, hot and throbbing, in time with his heartbeat.

Chris stilled, his pelvis pressed against Darren, his thighs shuddering slightly.

"A-are you ok?", he asked, his voice trembling and breathless.

"Yes, fuck Chris...it feels so good...y-you can start moving now."

Chris pulled out until only the head was inside, he locked eyes with the older man, pushing in again slowly, watching his face.

"Does...doesn't it hurt?", he asked and Darren shook his head.

"No...well yes, but it hurts so good...don't stop. Y-you can start thrusting."

Chris moaned when he was settled inside Darren completely again.

"So...tight...you feel so good."

"So do you...", the hazel-eyed hissed, hooking his legs behind Chris's back, pulling him in deeper, faster.

"Don't hold back.", he whispered hotly into Chris's ear, sucking on his neck, kissing, biting.

Chris didn't need to hear this twice, he had hold back the hold time and was now thrusting harder and faster, deep strokes.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, moans echoed from the walls.

Darren was grasping on Chris's back, his fingers digging into the porcelain skin.

"P-please..."

"Pl-please what?", Chris panted heavily, his hips moving frantically.

"More Chris...", Darren whispered, his voice breaking.

The younger man stilled, leaving Darren shuddering and hard.

"Lay on your s-side please."

Darren obeyed, turning his body, suddenly crying out in pleasure when Chris cock nudged that magical spot again.
"HOLY FUCK!", he screamed, pushing back hard.

"Shhh...", Chris smiled proudly, placing the other man's leg over his shoulder.

He let his hand run through Darren's sweaty curls, kissing him softly and started moving again.

Darren couldn't hold it anymore.

He was groaning.

Whimpering.

Trembling, when Chris hit his prostate with every deep thrust.

"Y-you're perfect!", he moaned.

"So are you...shit...I'm going to come soon."

"Come Chris!...I'm so close..."

Darren reached down, stroking his neglected erection, hard and fast.

The tip leaking precum.

"Let me...", Chris muttered, putting away Darren's hand and replacing it with his own, jerking him in time with his frantic thrusts.

"Oh fuck...I'm going to come Chris!", Darren managed to say.

"T-then come!", Chris encouraged him, still trying to hold a steady pace, sweat running down his neck, making his body glisten in the dimmed light of his bedroom.

"Y-you're beautiful Chris...oooh...I...I'm coming!"

Darren screamed out when his orgasm hit him, hard and sending shocks through his whole body, making him shudder.

He was clenching around Chris's dick, gripping him tightly and nearly painfully.

"Oh god, you're so tight...so goddamn tight...I'm gonna come too!", he panted, pulling out when Darren held his arm.

"No...keep fucking me.", he pleaded.

"A-aren't you too sensitive for this now?"

"I don't care...it feels so good to be full of you!", he smiled tiredly, pulling Chris down in a tight embrace and a lazy kiss.

Chris started pumping again, slowly and carefully, rolling his hips.

Darren pushed him in deeper with his legs, holding him steady inside of him.

It only took a few thrust before Chris came, shoving himself into Darren hard, his hips shivering and grinding against the other man.

"Holy shit...", he cursed under his breath, trying to calm his breathing, collapsing on top of Darren.

He could feel his heart beat against his chest and he nuzzled into Darren's still sweaty neck, breathing in his scent.

Darren was still clenching around him, still riding out his orgasm.

"That was...", he started talking.

"...straight up amazing.", Darren whispered against his cheek.

They were just laying there in complete silence, enjoying each other's warmth.

"I could just stay like this forever...just the both of us...no one else...we should just lock up in your apartment and never leave."

"That wouldn't work though.", Chris stated, laughing at Darren's goofiness.

"But it would be perfect."

"Not as perfect as you.", Darren whispered sleepily.

"Stop it...I'm really not...you are so cheesy Darren Everett Criss."

They laughed, sharing a loving kiss.

Darren squeezed around Chris cock, making him groan with pain.

"Oouch...I nearly forgot I was still inside of you."

He pulled out carefully, putting away the condom and snuggling up to his lover again.

"I wouldn't mind if you were inside me forever."

They kissed again.
"This sadly isn't going to happen as well.", Chris kissed the other man's forehead lightly.

"It feels so strange...being empty like this.", Darren sighed.

They were silent again.

"Know what?", Darren broke the silence.

"Hm?", Chris mumbled, he had nearly fallen asleep.

"I guess...it was faith that we had sex that night...I mean...if we hadn't we wouldn't have had a fight...then I wouldn't have realized how much I really love you and that I actually want more than friendship...and if I wouldn't have bothered you...we'd never been like this...see how it all comes together?"

"Yeah...crazy, isn't it."

Darren nodded.

"I finally found you...my missing puzzle piece.", he softly hummed into Chris's ear.

They locked eyes once more.

"Cheesy!", Chris laughed, Darren grinned.

"I can't help it.", he said before they kissed tenderly.

The younger one's tongue sliding softly against the hazel-eyed's.

"I love you though.", he murmured before laying back drifting to sleep slowly, holding Darren like he always wanted.

Close and warm, not caring about the mess on their stomachs.

It was just perfect in every way.