Dear Tyler...
You're kind of my hero. So, I wanted to give something back to you, today, as a token of my appreciation. I think it's hard to find someone who doesn't love you.
When the day comes that this fanfiction comes to life... Thank me. :)
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Tyler opened his fifth bag of Doritos and munched quietly while his boyfriend tried to fix the TV satellite.
"Little to the left, Dare." Tyler squinted at the screen whilst Darren adjusted the dish.
"Perfect." Tyler sighed, eyes settling on the first episode of Glee, Season one.
"I don't even know why you want to watch them all again. The first series doesn't even have me in it." Darren winked, flopping down on the sofa next to Tyler, reaching for some Doritos.
"Mine!" Tyler whined, snatching the bag away from Darren's evil grasp. "I like season one. It revolves around Cory and Lea..."
Darren sniffed, burying his head in his hands.
"I'm sorry, Darren. I didn't mean to mention him..." Tyler stroked Darren's shoulder tentatively.
"It's fine... I just wish he was here, ya know?" Darren smiled painfully.
"When is the funeral?" Tyler asked.
"Next week... If you don't mind, I'd like to not talk about this."
"You're right. Sorry." Tyler sank back into the sofa, hands repeatedly dipping into his crisp packet.
"Oh, wow. That hair cut, Dianna!" Darren laughed, pointing at the screen.
Tyler giggled, happy that Darren was back to his normal self.
Darren grinned and kissed Tyler's cheek, distracting him as Darren grabbed a Dorito.
"Ass." Tyler growled, shielding the bag from further abuse.
"Love you?" Darren squeaked, biting into the Dorito.
"Love you too, bastard." Tyler paused the TV. "Hey."
"Hey." Darren mimicked.
"I saw something on Twitter the other day..."
"Oh, God." Darren rolled his eyes.
"People write fanfictions about us, you know." Tyler winked.
"I've heard."
"Wanna read some?"
"I couldn't possibly think of anything worse." Darren unpaused the TV.
Tyler widened his eyes and pouted, whimpering quietly.
"Fine." Darren whispered, giving in.
Tyler clapped his hands and placed his crisps to one side. He paused the TV again, and pulled Darren onto his lap. "Get my laptop?" He said innocently, kissing Darren's neck.
"Urgh, fine." Darren retrieved Tyler's laptop from the table and put it on his legs.
"I found a great one yesterday..."
Might wanna keep checking for updates if you want to read the rest. Should I make it dirty? I think that's for Tyler to decide. ;) x