A/N: So the very last thing I should be doing is picking up another fic (let alone 2 because there's another prompt I have my eye on) But I found this on the GKM and I just fell in love. I couldn't stop myself from writing it. The original prompt is;

Could I get a first time fic where Darren's afraid to ask Chris out/inform Chris of his feelings because he's been dumped one too many times for being needy and too handsy/clingy? But Chris likes that sort of thing. With Top Chris and gay sex virginDarren.

No other kinks or pairings but if it turns out to be decently long, other RP from Glee or Darren's Starkid friends can be in it (in a non-sex capacity)

That's right! It's about to get all CrissColfer up in here! I'm also filling this on the Glee Kink Meme as an anon, because I just don't have the patience to actually figure out livejournal. I hope you enjoy! The title of this is taken from the song with the same name by Sugar Land.


Clingy.

More often than not, this word is used as an adjective. It's meant to describe a person who feels the need to express their love and devotion to someone through obsessive physical acts. Whether that be constantly hugging and kissing, begging for sex, or even a mixture of both. Clingy isn't usually used as a positive adjective. In reality, it's mainly used by macho men to describe their half plastic low self esteem ridden fuck toys. It's a word that's used in relationships to wound, not to endear. The social construct of the word has, throughout time, made it an insult.

Darren Criss is clingy.

When he stops and actually thinks about it (something he doesn't allow himself to do too often anymore) he figured that it must have all started with Sarah.

Sarah was Darren's very best friend in grade school. That first day of school, Darren had been absolutely terrified. What if nobody liked him? What if his hair was much too long, or if he didn't know the answers to any of the questions? These are the things a 9 year old frets over. And fret he did indeed, right up until he met Sarah, about an hour into his first day of 2nd grade. From then on out, they had been inseparable. Well, Sarah had been inseparable from Darren. Darren seemed to just tag along with Sarah. Weren't girls supposed to be gross? He had to keep his distance, just a little, so that he wouldn't catch some icky girl disease. Of course he spent time with her, they did their homework together, and they even stayed up late watching scary movies that they were supposed to watch on the weekends.

Apparently that wasn't enough.

Darren lived exactly 4 houses down the street from Sarah. One sunny morning, he tugged his backpack down the block to Sarah's house to eat breakfast with her before school, just like he did every single day.

When he got to her house, no one was there. He'd knocked on the door; waiting for someone, for anyone to come, to tell him to come on in.

After 15 minutes of knocking, a small woman finally answered the door.

"Sarah is gone," She'd told him, "Sarah isn't coming back."

Darren was in a state of panic. He ran as fast as his tiny legs could carry him, all the way home, straight into his mother's arms. He screamed and cried and begged for her to do something, to fix this, to bring Sarah back.

Nothing was going to brig Sarah back.

Darren wouldn't understand until years later that what had happened wasn't his fault, Sarah had been sick; she had been dying since he'd met her.

None of that would matter. The damage was already done.

Darren spent months agonizing over the fact that he hadn't held on to Sarah like he should have. Maybe if he had hugged her tighter she wouldn't have left him, maybe if he had clung harder she'd still be alive.

Darren swore to himself that he'd never let what happened to Sarah happen to anybody else. He would never allow another person that he loved to leave this earth without them knowing just how much he cared for them.

Clingy is usually used as an insult.

But sometimes, clingy is just a way to deal with the regret of losing your best friend.