Hi everyone! Surprise, I finally finished the outline for this one shot and it kind of exploded into a multi chap! ( probably only 8 chapters) I know that most of you are expecting a chapter from Close To Home but it's long and I want to get it just right. So i had this floating for a bit and decided to post it for you1 xoxoxo

This is the honeymoon spin-off from my Odd Couple verse, and even though you needn't read the Odd Couple or Our Boys prior to this; it does help ;)

If you haven't read them before, well the basic principle you need to know is that Darren and Chris just got married and Darren is taking Chris on a surprise honeymoon that no one really expects, especially Chris. That's all you pretty much need to know.

So good, bad, undecided? Well give it a read and let me know! Xoxo

Unexpected Perfection

Chapter 1 – Ta da!

"Darren?" Chris tried to pry his new husband off his neck, almost valiantly if anyone could tell, but Darren was reluctant to move from what he figured to be one of his favourite spots to taste and feel Chris, so he merely hummed his response as he licked at Chris' earlobe.

"Hmmm what baby?"

"W-where, damn it Dare that feels good, you gonna tell me where we're going on our honeymoon yet?"

Since they had both changed out of their formal wear and into 'travelling clothes' that Darren had deemed appropriate when they left in the limo, Chris had been trapped in between falling into his husbands arms and just enjoying the alone time, and pestering Darren into giving up the goods on where they were going. Darren wasn't budging. All he had said was that the flight was an early morning flight at 5 am so they could sleep for a few hours on the flight, but they would get there while it was still morning, and then it was a short car ride to their destination. It was nearing 2 am now, and although they were both tired from the long day, they both had gotten their second wind the minute the privacy of the limo became apparent to them.

But the lack of details were killing Chris, he was way too much of a detail orientated person ,and the lack there of with something so important was itching away at his brain. To put it into perspective, he had an extremely hot and attentive new husband in the back seat of a limo for the last half hour and he was still completely dressed; and keeping it completely above the belt as it were. See, that's what you would call restraint, especially on their official wedding night.

"Tesoro, patience for just a little longer, pleeeeassseee...."

Darren had pulled away from Chris' neck to look him in the eyes and turning up the pout full volume when he said this. He ran his one hand across Chris' stomach making his abs flex lightly, while the other stroked his cheek lightly, loving the reddish blush that his ministrations had caused.

"But D, I really..."

Darren slipped slowly to the floor of the limo, perching himself on the carpeted cushioning at Chris' feet while his hands moved down from where they had covered Chris' mouth a second before to his thighs.

"I'll make it worth your while if you wait baby."

When Darren almost purred the words at his husband before skilfully and sensually flicking the button open on Chris' pants, Chris could do nothing if not groan at his new husband's words and actions.

I hate it when he wins, but...

"Ugh fine. You're too good at distraction Mr. Criss."

"That's Colfer now love..." Darren slowly lowered the zipper on Chris' pants while sporting a shy smirk at calling himself a Colfer, "...and I know just the way to keep my baby distracted, wouldn't you agree?"

Chris groaned when Darren released Chris' length from his boxers and licked at the head teasingly.

"Yes, yes I agree, please keep distracting me." Chris panted out the words when Darren blew a wisp of cool air over the spot he just licked.

"As you wish."

Chris forgot about the secret honeymoon for at least another twenty minutes, but Darren kept the bask and glow going; all the way to the departure gate and Chris could have easily still forgotten his own name at that point because he was too happy to care.

XXXX

(DPOV)

"Vancouver?"

"Yup!" I made a popping noise when I finished the word and looked on at my husband with a fond expression because I knew he wouldn't believe me when I told him we were going to Vancouver. He probably still thinks I'm joking, even as I hand him his boarding pass before we head to security.

"Canada? Of all the exotic places in the world to go to, you're taking me to Canada? I mean I've seen pictures of the rest of the country, and I mean, Toronto was nice n' all when we were there last summer but really Dare?"

I knew he was tired and little bitchy, I was too considering that getting into Canada was a walk in the park, but I would like to hazard a guess getting back into my native land on our return wouldn't be so easy.

"Yes Vancouver, yes Canada. Don't hate on the Canadians, they're good people. Besides Vancouver isn't really what we're going to see baby, not really."

As we both slipped back on our loafers and walked through the rest of security I could almost hear the wheels turning in Chris' head. He was going over my last sentence in great detail to see if he could figure out the hidden meaning in them. Of course there was a hidden meaning, but that was still the surprise, and he would have to wait.

"Darren, must you really be so cryptic? I mean I'm getting on this plane to Vancouver still not quite knowing where I'm going or why. I'm tired, the high is wearing off and I just want to nap."

Having checked his larger bag earlier, Chris slung his carry on over his shoulder a little aggressively as we walked to our gate quickly since they were probably starting boarding already.

"Chris I know. Let's get on the plane and I will explain a little more alright? I just want this to be a big surprise that's why I'm doing it like this. I worked hard keeping this a secret so indulge your hobbit haired hubby for another few minutes okay?"

I pecked him on the cheek and I could feel his cheek lift up as he smiled. Chris, even as tired as he was, was still as much of a romantic when it came to small affections as I was.

"Okay... love you."

"I love you too sir. Now ticket, plane, sit and then talk."

"Fair enough Romeo."

Once we were situated in our seats, seat belts off now that we were at altitude, Chris turned his gaze away from the window to look at me.( He loved take offs, and he thought I didn't know about my husbands secret yearning to be able to fly. My hubby the aspiring superhero.)

"So?"

"So, now we nap since we're both grumpy. But, I believe I was going to tell you what we're doing. I won't give everything away baby but just know that we aren't going to Vancouver for the city."

"Okay..."

"I've been many places in my life honey. I lived in Hawaii, travelled all over Europe and one day we'll do that too but, we didn't get the proper inoculations to travel too many places that are tropical."

"True."

"And the Caribbean and such are a little cliché for us for our honeymoon."

"Ew yeah no. Sun and me aren't friends."

"I didn't want to do New Zealand yet but maybe wait for an anniversary like we planned originally and Europe we planned on doing with my side of the family as a group which was your idea. So naturally I had to come up with something a little different. We aren't exactly normal babe."

"We are totally awesome like that huh?" Chris giggled my favourite giggle when he said this making me smile into my next words.

"So naturally, I called in a few favours. This was something that Idina actually did with her husband once, so she gave me the info once I started asking around. So it's all planned out, it's going to be a trip you'll salivate over and I worked really, really, really hard at making this the best honeymoon and wedding gift for you. Oh yes, this is part of my wedding gift to you so you can't ask anymore questions."

I finished my little rant to see that Chris had a soft and comfortable smile on his face and was looking at me with wonder.

"I got so lucky, and today I made it final."

"So is that a yes to being satisfied with the details?"I knew that he had given up his pursuit but this was how we had worked from day one; me being a dork and for some reason him loving this side of me.

"That's a more than fine and an apology for being a whiny git. I just need a power nap and I promise when I wake up I will be the best new husband you've ever seen."

"I don't have to wait for you to wake up to feel like that Chris."

"Such a sap."

"You love it."

"I do. Oh wow, saying those words again just reminded me. It also kind of makes me want to squeal like a little kid and kick my feet in the air."

I couldn't help but giggle at Chris, he was too damn cute for his own good and yeah I could totally use a good squeal about us being newlyweds but for now; a nap was the best idea in the world.

"Thank you for making me always feel so special."

"Thank you for letting me treat you like you deserve."

I lifted the arm rest between our two first class seats and enjoyed curling into the warmth of Chris' chest, and loving the hum he released when he held me, but I couldn't hold back a hummed tune of my own.

Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane
Don't know when I'll be back again

"Oh god, really Dare?"

"Really really."

Chris sighed and chuckled as he pulled me closer and it was only a matter of minutes before my eyelids started to droop. Then I heard Chris whisper.

"Just go to sleep Mr. Colfer."

Chris didn't have to see my face to know that I was smiling at his choice of words, I'm sure he could hear them when I spoke.

"Yes dear."

XXXX

The rain that we were met with on arrival in Vancouver was a little surprising considering it wasn't called for and because it delayed our landing by almost an hour. What should have been a flight just over two hours direct was almost three, but I guess Chris and I needed the sleep considering neither of us had moved since we passed out in each others arms.

The weather on the ground wasn't that bad really, just some rain and honestly, this was the Pacific Northwest, only the British Isles saw more frequent rain I swear, so we really didn't get to enjoy the splendour of the vista coming into land, but there would be plenty of opportunities to sight see on this trip. On the up side though, aside from being a little groggy both Chris and I were much more rested since we were both kings of power napping.

Once we got our luggage and left the arrivals gate, we were met by the car and driver that I had arranged to pick us up. It was another one of those moments that made me squeak in pride seeing the name Colfer printed on the sign, and feeling Chris' hand squeeze mine like he knew what I was thinking without me even saying anything. Colfer, meant both of us now, so weird but so awesome.

Once we had all the luggage packed in the back, we got in the car and started to make our way through morning traffic into the city. The sky was bright even if it was cloudy, and the low hanging clouds gave the mountain vistas more charm and mystery as we headed into the core.

Chris was still holding my hand as he looked out the window. He had never been to this pat of the world and I was glad that this was another first I could help him enjoy.

"There's just so much majesty in the scenery here. And don't get me started on the air quality. I've forgotten how much I'm used to sucking on a tail pipe in LA whenever I go outside. Apparently fresh air is better for you, who knew?"

After giggling and shaking my head at my boyfr-, no strike that husband's words( that's going to take some getting used to), I spoke up talking to the driver now.

"Its Pierre right?" I was responded to with a deep but kind voice.

"That's right sir."

"No sirs please, Darren works just fine. So Pierre is everything set up? For operation Stanley?"

"Yes s- Darren."

"Wonderful."

"Dare, care to share?" Chris had tugged my hand lightly to get my attention as he spoke.

"Nope. You know that was an awesome rhyme right?"

Chris rolled his eyes and used the opportunity to kiss me which I deepened immediately, making my husband cringe a little, no doubt because of PDA in front of strangers in close confines.

"It's fine baby, remember...we're not shunned here. We're legally recognized as married in this country."

Chris seemed to fight away his worry instantly when he realized what I had said was true, so he kissed me back for a few seconds without hesitation.

"I love you."

I tried to say it back but Chris kissed me again, holding nothing back. He punctuated each following statement with another kiss.

"I'm so lucky."

"So gorgeous."

"All mine."

As unravelled as I was becoming hearing Chris say such beautiful things I knew what he was trying to do, so I moved away from him slightly but with some force.

"Baby, as much as I know you mean those things, I'm not telling you where we're going."

Chris threw up his one hand and sighed. Such a drama queen sometimes.

"Dammit. I thought I had you."

"Nice try. We're almost there anyway now so, patience love."

Chris grumbled even when he smiled at me, and tried really hard not to pout too large.

"No fair."

"All's fair in love, war and marriage Juliet. You'll see soon enough. Pierre, can you give us a few minutes of privacy and put up the partition?" As much as my own words rang through my head, sometimes I still worried about acceptance from the public with our marriage. But his response was quick and punctuated with the soft wisp of the window raising.

"No problem Mr Colfer's. We'll be there in 15..." As the partition slowly rose I brought Chris to sit in my lap with a little squeak from him, and as he laughed into the next kiss, wrapping his arms around my neck Pierre snuck in one more phrase.

"No time for anything R rated gentlemen."

Chris and I couldn't hold back the embarrassed laugh as Pierre's smile faded behind the darkened glass.

XXXX

"Drive on ahead Pierre, we'll walk from here since the rain has stopped for now. Thanks for the lift, we'll be there shortly, Joe expects our luggage."

"Very well, enjoy the walk gentleman." Pierre winked as Chris and I got out and I couldn't help it, I giggled again happily. I really loathed it when I had someone driving for me, carrying my bags or other such frivolities, that it was nice when said person saw me or in this case us, as real people with a sense of humour. We didn't think of ourselves as better than anyone else in any way, and I could tell that Pierre was good people. Maybe I could convince Chris to grab a beer or something with him when we came back to the city core, just as a thank you hang out or something.

"Bye Pierre." Chris was getting more and more hyper since he knew we were getting close to the destination and his interest was only peaked after he waved and shut the car door and taking in his surroundings. We were standing along Waterfront Road just east of Granville near Waterfront Station.

"Okay fearless leader, where to?

"Just walk with me beautiful" It wasn't necessary for the small walk, in fact I had planned on just having the driver drive us to our destination, but when I saw that we were close, I had a desperate need for coffee and some real alone time with my hubby for just a few minutes.

"This way. They have this amazing little mobile coffee truck that has ridiculous lattes. Like they came out of Rome or something. I've tasted real Italian coffee and babe this place is just..."

Apparently I had been bouncing and until Chris grabbed my shoulders mid walk did I notice it.

I had found the little coffee cart and Chris just padded my butt in the general direction.

"Go ahead and grab me something strong. I'm gonna call our parents and tell them we're here safe okay?"

"K, love you. And no asking where we're going. I've bribed them all effectively to keep their mouths shut so no funny business beautiful."

"Love you too, and you know me too well. I should have known you'd have thought of that. Now shoo and make with the caffeine handsome, Your mom's probably worried and hasn't slept much."

As I saw Chris pull out his phone, I wandered over to the nice woman whom I recognized somehow from the years ago when I was here with Chuck last and she smiled at me warmly.

I ordered two caramel lattes with espresso shots and waited with the 4 other people while she prepped our orders. In the meantime I watched Chris from afar as he smiled and talked into his phone once, before repeating the same thing another time calling the other set of parents. He was always so graceful even if he thought of himself as a klutz. It may have been creepy but I could look at my husband whenever I wanted and I couldn't imagine a time when I didn't want to.

"Here you go honey. Someone special caught your eye?" Okay so apparently I hadn't be too subtle with my staring, nor filtered when I spoke.

"Yup that's my new husband." It was the first time addressing Chris as such to a complete stranger and it felt liberating.

"Congrats, he's cute. Enjoy." She winked at me when I gave her an disbelieving expression and I couldn't help but return the smile.

Holding out the two coffees and with a new skip in my step, I walked towards Chris who had just hung up his phone. That's when I took a moment to really look at Chris. He was staring at his phone and grinning and taking a deep breath before looking at me. The dampness in the air had pulled down his coif a little, leaving the wisps of hair hanging there along his forehead. He had small dark rings under his eyes from the broken sleep but he looked incredibly alive just then that I had to kiss his deeply. Having no hands I just reached out with my mouth only to meet his ecstatically a few seconds later, as if he was waiting for the touch as well.

The surprise of the moment was only realized when Chris kissed me back fiercely, grabbing my face in both his hands and dominating the movement of our lips. It wasn't quite the romantic kiss in the rain we had shared months upon months ago, but it could have probably looked like one from the movies. Neither of us cared, we just seemed to need the close feel in public like this that we hardly ever got to really appreciate. The paparazzi wasn't privy to where we had gone, and it was the first time in so long that being in the middle of a city alone, wrapped up in the other; had actually happened without fear.

The combination of his body pressed to mine, the light drizzle that came and went and the openness of something we held sacred was probably worth the flight here to begin with; but I had other plans.

I pulled back to peck him gently and repeatedly, breaking Chris from his daze as well as my own.

"Chris, um wow. What was that for?"

"You started it. I just couldn't help but show you how much I loved you. To like...ya know everyone." Chris got giggly when he was tired too, but these weren't from exhaustion because I felt just as giddy.

"Let's get going before we do something publicly inappropriate? I'm sure the morning fisherman down on the waterfront don't need to see too much early morning groping."

"Party pooper." Chris kissed me again as I handed him his drink before entwining our empty hands. We walked for a few minutes in silence, listening to the city traffic that wasn't at all like our own city, it was almost polite with the lack of horns and over all cursing.

"Mmm okay you win. This is really good coffee babe."

"Fuckin awesome right. Oh a few things before we get to our destination love."

"Shoot."

"First I love you."

"I never tire of hearing that. I love you too D."

"Second, although secluded, we will have complete access to wifi, our phones will be minimal but all online stuff is easily accessible. We can do whatever, whenever we want so the itinerary for this trip we get to decide as we go, and three..."

"Three being? Come on Dare the suspense is killing me!"

We had stopped on the water's edge along the beginning of the western boardwalk with Chris' back facing the street and mine facing the water.

"Look behind you, all the way to the end."

When Chris did I wasn't expecting the Looney Tunes eye bug I got, but I did reach out and grab his coffee before he spilt it in surprise.

"Dare?" His voice didn't hide the tears in his eyes as he took in the large yacht docked at the end of the marina. There was a gentleman whom I recognized as the ship's captain Joe that I had made contact with a few weeks ago, and one other man who seemed to be carrying Chris' over sized bag up the gangplank.

Joe was holding a small sign that read "Colfer Honeymoon" and he was smiling infectiously.

Chris turned around and looked at me questioningly but he still looked so gobsmacked that I almost squealed like four year old. This was the exact reaction that I wanted.

"Ten days, nine nights on a private North Pacific cruise. British Columbia, Alaska and all the awesome that goes with it. You, me and a small crew that caters to and has signed privacy waivers so that we can truly have a honeymoon that's all our own. Happy Honeymoon baby.'

After Chris stopped bouncing around in a small circle, he leaned in so slowly it could have been in slow motion. When he kissed me so gently however, my heart broke in the best way. This was the actual reaction I wanted, he needed to have no reservations about anything on this trip, it would be just for me and him alone.

"I love you so much. This is amazing."

When I lead him with the hand I would love to hold for the rest of my days towards the gangplank, he stopped at the boats stern to read the name on yacht.

"Stl'ítl'el...that's a mouthful isn't it?" Chris looked at me puzzled but he already figured out the ship's name had some significance because hey, this was me and I was a huge nut for symbolism.

"Its a native dialect, I heard the pronunciation a while back but I can't wrap my head around remembering how it sounds. It means love though." Chris nodded and took another drink humming but not quite retaining his excitement.

"Fitting wouldn't you say/"

I smiled at Chris who looked so much younger in that moment staring at the yacht like it would disappear if he took his eyes off of it.

'How about we meet our crew and then take a nap on board before we depart? I can't wait to show you how much love I have to give."

Chris merely smiled with a raised eyebrow, he was so cheeky sometimes but I loved seeing that side of him and egging him on.

"Eager to get the honeymoon started are we mister?"

"Eager for that payback you promised in the limo."

Chris growled and grabbed my ass subtly before we approached Joe with warm smiles. I couldn't wait for the honeymoon to begin in truth and it was only partly because of my insanely hot husband whom kept looking at me like he wanted devour me.

I really was going to be perfect.

This is just the starter guys. I have the entire outline for this but it will not be the main story I write, just a once in a while post to keep the crisscolfer love up! LMK what you think...I think this will be pretty M rated, what to you think? Should it be?