Here's another RPF with Darren Criss and Chris Colfer, the two greatest guys in the whole world! (In my opinion even though I haven't met them personally, they're still pretty beast.) Either way it's been 10 years since Glee ended and a reunion in New York shows really how much has changed.
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Darren couldn't believe it. In a mere hour he would be meeting his old buddy, Chris Colfer, and bumming a ride off him towards the Ritz-Carlton Hotel where the reunion was being held. Currently he was getting ready at his hotel, the Millennium Hilton, while he waited. After literally hours of trying to pick out the perfect outfit he decided to go with the brown suede jacket, white dress shirt and black dress pants for the invite said just business formal, not over-the-top-prom-once-more formal. Now it was time for the even harder part, his hair. He stared at himself in the mirror, looking at his still very curly hair even after ten years of it maturing and smoothing out… Slightly. He wondered if he should go as Blaine, his hair tamed by thousands of pounds of gel or as Darren, free, wild, sometimes clingy Darren that he usually is. He scowled at himself. Whatever… I'll just leave it. He thought to himself as he combed it out. He moved out of the bathroom and into the room itself and sat on one of the beds and turning on the TV. He found himself not watching the TV but wondering what the others have been up to in the past decade but mostly he thought of Chris. He's been keeping in touch with the others except him. After the show ended they just sort of split and went their own ways. He had been dating (but never finding that right person), going back and forward from San Francisco and New York, keeping an active acting career while Chris sort of fell away from the world. He hasn't heard a sing word from him since his plane landed in New York, the circumstances of it were in fact weird.
Flashback:
Darren stood at the luggage train, waiting for his last bag to come when his phone in his pocket vibrated. He dug for it and looked at the number. Not one he recognized. After deliberating whether to pick it up or not the phone abruptly stopped. Darren stared at the phone in his hand while eyeing the luggage train. "Must have been a wrong number." He muttered to himself. And just as he was putting away his phone it started to vibrate again. He looked at the number again. The same one. This time he didn't think as he accepted the call and put is phone to his ear. "Hello?"
"… Hello? Darren Criss?" A male voce called from the phone. It sounded familiar. "It's me. Chris? Chris Colfer?" He knew he recognized that voice.
Darren smiled. "Oh hey Chris. Long time no talk man."
"Yeah." The man chuckled out. "Well hey; I got your number from Ryan in case you're wondering."
"To tell you the truth I'm not really thinking about that." Darren spotted his bag and quickly transferred his phone to his other hand. "What I am wondering about is why we stopped communicating for the past 10 years."
"Yeah… Sorry about that. I changed numbers like fifty times over the past ten years and I've been busy with school and all…"
"So you went back to school?" Darren asked as he collected his bag.
"Yeah. Got my degree in music and music business."
"Congrats Chris." Darren retransferred the phone back to his original hand. "So hey, is it alright if I ride with you over? We have a lot to catch up on."
"Oh yeah we do." Chris sounded. Darren's eyebrows knitted together. "But yeah, no, that's fine. Where are you staying at?"
"The Millennium Hilton out on Church Street."
"Cool. I know where's that is at." Darren could hear the smile in Chris' voice. Then there was a thud on through the phone followed by Chris cursing. "Sorry Dare. I have to go. See you then okay?"
"Yeah totally. It's—"Then the phone hung up. "Fine." Darren finished. He looked at his phone while the call ended. He shrugged after a while and gathered his stuff to go grab a taxi over to his hotel so he can get ready for the reunion in about five hours.
End:
Darren lost track of time and soon his door was being knocked upon. He jumped slightly and looked at the clock. Chris is early. By like twenty minutes. He stood and turned off the TV and straightened his jacket before making his way to the door and opening it. He automatically smiled at Chris but when he looked at him his jaw dropped slightly. He looked absolutely beautiful. His hair was gelled back, his glayz (AN: spelling?) eyes just as marvelous as he remembered. He wore a simple black tux with a white dress shirt and tie, a lone white flower in his breast pocket. After Darren's eyes ran up and down Chris' outfit he looked back into his eyes which were quietly watching him. "Chris… I've missed you man!" Darren went out and took the taller man into an embrace. Chris breathed in deeply but then relaxed and returning the hug. Darren pulled away first (his hands still remaining on Chris' arms) and smiled greatly at his old best friend. "You look great Chris."
"Thanks. You too." He replied, returning the smile. Darren's hands finally fell to his sides and he moved to the side to let him in.
"Come on in." Chris stayed outside though and his eyes turned away. Darren suddenly became serious. "What's wrong?" Thought stormed his head. Most of them horrible. Abusive boyfriend. Bullies. Over-protective, abusive boyfriend. Abusive boyfriend.
"Well Darren there's something… Someone..." The younger man started.
Oh god. Darren thought. It is an abusive boyfriend. Come on Chris. Get out of it! "Yes?" Darren pressed softly.
Chris sighed and looked back quickly at him before turning his head on a downcast direction. "I'd like you to meet Riley. Come on sweetie. Don't be afraid." Darren's eyes followed Chris and widened when he saw a little girl come out from behind the wall. How could he not notice her? Either way she was stunning. Around seven years old, beautiful long, blonde hair put up in a pretty yet simple design and her skin was pale white, though not as pale as Chris. Her eyes were the color of embers and her face still held some major baby fat but was impossibly cute. She was thin and tiny, wearing a cute flowery pink dress with matching pink sandals. Her hand reached up and grasped Chris', her small hand being consumed by Chris'. "Say hello to Darren." She shook her head and got closer to Chris.
"She's absolutely beautiful Chris."
"Thanks." Chris smiled. He looked up at Darren at the same time Darren looked up at him. Chris became serious quickly. "I need your help." Moments later Chris and Riley were inside Darren's hotel room and while Chris and Riley sat on one bed, Darren took the other, facing them. "I want to introduce her to the others but she's painfully shy and she…" Chris took a deep breath. "She has Asperger's Syndrome."
"Oh Chris…" Darren sympathized even though his head was crowded with questions.
Chris rubbed the back of Riley as she practically leaned on him. He watched as Darren looked at the little girl. "I know you're confused Darren. About her." Darren looked at him. "She is mine if that's what you're wondering. I went through the surrogate program."Darren's eyes lighted with understanding. He always knew that Chris would do that. "Actually she was to have two dads but my ex decided he didn't want a child or a relationship just yet."
"Chris… I'm sorry." Darren said, not knowing what else to say.
"It's alright Darren. I really didn't like him that much anyways." Chris said with a shrug. "As long as I have my daughter and she's healthy I'm fine."
Darren found himself smiling. "How old is she?"
"Seven."
Darren chuckled. "That was how much I guessed." Chris smiled with him. "She really is beautiful Chris." He looked down at Riley again. "You are a very pretty little girl."
Riley whimpered and clung closer to Chris. Chris rolled his eyes but smiled. "Darling, I won't be able to breathe." She let go slightly. Chris looked down at the top of her golden head. "Did you know I worked with him on the show? He was Blaine." Her eyes lighted up with realization and she etched a bit farther from Chris as she stared at Darren. "He can sing really well as you know and he loves Disney movies."
At that Riley squealed with delight and jumped over to sit with Darren. "Cinderella's my favorite!" The girl smiled greatly at Darren and that's when he realized that she has the same smile as her dad.
"I prefer Belle. Or Ariel." He said to her.
Her face pouted slightly in thought. "Hm… They okay." She smiled once more and started to sing.
"A dream is a wish your heart makes
when you're fast asleep
in dreams you lose your heartaches
whatever you wish for, you keep…"
Darren chuckled. "She sings great."
"Got that from me." Chris smiled. "It's amazing. She may have a form of autism but she is so smart. She remembers everything she ever hears. Songs, promises, dates." Tears came to Chris' eyes as Riley became more comfortable and started to skip around the room, singing A Dream Is a Wish Your Heart Makes. "She amazes me Darren. And I would never regret her and her autism. It's what makes her who she is." Chris wiped away at his eyes.
Darren got up and sat next to Chris, wrapping and arm around his waist. "You are so filled with love and kindness Chris. I've missed that about you. I've missed all of you. You are just so compassionate so caring. Most people would have given her up, treated her differently. But you, you embrace it and cherish it."
"Glee taught me that." Chris chuckled out, one last tear slipping out. "And life experiences. I don't fear it. If I did that would make me a horrible parent."
"You could never be a horrible parent. Not even if you tried."
Chris smiled softly and placed his head on Darren's shoulder. "Thanks Dare. I've missed you too you know?"
"Yeah. I know."
Riley skipped back to them and threw herself onto Chris' lap. His head immediately snapped to an upright position and his arms wrapped around the small torso of his little girl. "Are we going?" She asked softly and almost impatiently. "Don't want to be late." She added.
"Of course darling." Riley jumped off and ran to the door. Both men stood and watched as she clawed at the door, trying to get it open but failing. Chris sighed. "We do have to get going. In New York traffic we'll be running late in a matter of moments and we don't want to be fashionably late, even in this city." He was about to walk towards the door when Darren stopped him with a hand to his wrist.
"Chris… I've… I've never loved anyone as much as I love you and I-I never want you to leave my side again." Chris looked into Darren's brown eyes, shocked and yet so happy on the inside. He was about to say something when Darren leaned in and pressed his lips to his. Chris closed his eyes and kissed back. Finally. After ten long years, a real kiss, not an on-screen one. The kiss, that started out chaste became very passionate very quick and soon the two broke apart reluctantly for air.
"So I guess being straight it out of the question?" Chris asked jokingly as he stared into Darren's eyes.
"Yep. Trust me. I tried to take a shot with women after the show ended and it did not go well."
Chris laughed. "Sorry about those failed relationships."
"Trust me, I'm not sorry and neither should you." The two smiled at each other before planting one more quick kiss on each other's lips. "So what about you relationship with your ex?" Darren asked as they walked towards the door, stopping once quickly at the table to get his room key and wallet.
"Eh… Bland, boring, never doing it again." Chris answered as he started to open the door, his hand automatically reaching for Riley's small one.
Darren chuckled and walked out with the two, the door clicking to a close behind them. They walked down the hallway and into the elevator. They stood with Riley in the middle. The girl looked up between her dad and the near stranger. Her free hand reached up and slipped its way into Darren's. Darren looked down at the girl and very faintly he could see Chris looking down at the girl as well. Riley stared up at Darren, innocent eyes searching deep into his soul. "Are you going to be my second daddy?" At that Darren blushed while Chris laughed.
Asperger's Syndrome is a form of autism that limits communication and social skills though gives the person intense interests that are sometimes out there. Asperger's Syndrome is known as a mild form or autism because it does not greatly affect the person too much and usually they remain very smart and just slightly under the typical brain growth.
Riley is based on my cousin who has AS and is just the sweetest little boy ever. He can remember almost anything but just thinks on a slower basis and all he ever wants is love and attention. I love you Giovanni.