The sun reached an angle where it just began to stream through the half-drawn curtains, highlighting the outline of the dark figure next to Chris. He lay watching the gentle rise and fall of Darren's chest, noticing how calm his expression was now compared yesterday. Chris wondered what would happen now, what they would consider themselves, or if they would even tell anybody at all. The curly haired boy shifted a little, knocking Chris away from his thoughts. He reached over and gently traced a finger along Darren's stubbly jaw and his eyes fluttered open.

"Morning," Chris said to the sleepy man. They smiled at each other before he replied.

"Morning." Darren rubbed his eyes gently, taking a deep breath before launching into a coughing fit. Chris rolled over and laughed, grabbing at his sides at the quick movement. The older boy composed himself and settled back on the mattress as he watched Chris cover his mouth and close his eyes to stint any more laughter. "Are you done now?" Chris nodded, still keeping his hand over his mouth he took a deep breath and smiled at the other.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't handle how incredible attractive you looked at that moment. You were simply a vision." And with that statement Darren stuck up one sole finger. Feeling cheeky, Chris arched a brow.

"Me or you? You were pretty specific last night..." Once more Darren let go of a deep cough as he choked on air.

"Breathe Darren," Chris said, patting him gently on the back.

"You can't just say things like that!" Darren got out. Chris winked at the older man.

"Why not?" He asked. Darren stared at Chris for a moment. He realized that somewhere after he fell asleep, Chris must have showered and gotten dressed because he was in different clothes than he was wearing before. Darren was still in the same clothes he wore the night before, but didn't feel too gross. He figured he could still use a shower though.

"Uh... just because. Um..." Darren couldn't really think of a response. However, lying on the bed, he was quite comfy and didn't feel like moving much, even though the conversation was beginning to get awkward. Darren let out a long breath, settling back into the warm bed. He wasn't sure what to think of everything that had happened last night. How did everything progress to that, in such a short amount of time? Last time he checked, Chris was just his good friend, and now he was... Well, he wasn't sure what they were anymore. He figured they had moved somewhere past the friend's category, but Chris was still here, so he didn't think this was some sort of one night fling.

Chris stared down at the shorter man, who appeared to be deep in thought "What'cha thinking, Darren? You look... Confused." Darren's eyes connected with Chris' for a second before speaking.

"Oh, nothing really… I just have a lot of stuff going on in my head right now. But, can I ask you something?" Chris nodded, confused by what was going on and gestured for Darren to ask.

"Sure. Anything."

"Just... What are we now?" Chris froze, not knowing how to answer. Did Darren regret their night together? Had he just been experimenting, wanting to know what it would feel like to be with him? He shook his head at the shorter man's question.

"What do you think we are now?" Chris deflected the question back on Darren. He too froze, suddenly worried that Chris didn't want to answer because he was afraid that his answer would hurt Darren.

"I-I'm not sure…" Darren stuttered, trying to calm his heart skipping a few beats. "I mean, I had fun, but… Ya know, you and me, we, I mean, you're my best friend."

"What does that even mean Darren? I still am your best friend, however, I know for a fact that you don't go around asking all of your best guy friends to fuck you in the ass on a regular basis, unless I missed something." Chris put up his defenses, ready to be rejected and preparing himself for the worst.

"Chris, no, please, don't say that." Darren begged. "You're just such an important person in my life, and I don't want to lose what we have because our relationship is so special to me." Chris snorted with sarcasm.

"Oh sure, our relationship is so special. Tell me, Darren, if our relationship is so special to you, why were you willing to risk it for a night of pleasure?" Chris felt tears welling up in his eyes. He blinked rapidly, trying to deny them the satisfaction of dropping. "Why were you willing to lose such an important person in your life without knowing what your intentions were?" A few of the tears made their way down the boy's face, making him suddenly look years younger than he truly was. "Why were you so willing to pour your heart out to me and then screw it all up?"

Darren didn't understand what was happening. Everything was so perfect moments ago and now it was all crashing back down on him. "No, Chris that's not what I meant! I didn't even mean to tell you in the first place because I care so much about our friendship and about you, and I didn't want to ruin anything. But, to be honest, I don't just want to be your best friend. I want to be more than that, so please hear me out. I mean everything I've said and if you would let me, I would like to give us a shot… Together." Darren looked intently into Chris' eyes before continuing. "I care about you so much, Chris, that I'm putting myself out here now, but if you don't want that, I'll do what you want. I'd do anything for you."

Chris wiped away a small tear that escaped him before threading a hand through dark, curly hair to pull Darren's lips onto his. He pulled away and gently pressed his forehead to Darren's. "I'd do anything for you too." Darren shut his eyes tight, praying right then and there that he was really with Chris Colfer. That the kisses that were now trailing down the side of his face belonged to the man who he truly wanted to be with. Only when the peppering stopped did he dare open his eyes. Chris sat in front of him, smiling so softly and full of... So full of love. Darren blinked and felt his breath escape him.

"I just… I still can't believe this. I've fallen for my best friend." Chris' smile widened as he stared at the boy. Slyly his mouth did turn when the next words were spoken.

"Darren...There is a moment where you say to yourself, 'Oh there you are. I've been looking for you fore-" And that was as far as he got for before he could finish a pair of lips found his and backward they tumbled on the bed, laughs caught between kisses.

Author's Note:

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