Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, I don't own Chris, and I don't own Darren. *sigh*


Three Little Words

It will be fine, you think as you gaze into his eyes.

There won't be any mistakes.

It's just three little words.


Last night, you were listening to the Beatles and he was cuddled against your chest.

You murmured his name.

"Kurt"

He's quiet.

"I..."

He's being unusually quiet.

"I just want to say..."

He shifted and snored softly.

Goddamnit


Finally, that morning you say it to his face. "Kurt, I love you" He is smilingly happily.

Light flashes off the glass and you reposition the frame.

You move to the door.

"Kurt, do you have a moment?"


This was supposed to be a 100 writing exercise, and it technically is. Just ignore what fanfiction says...