Never Anyone Elses

Summary: They had been finally let go from the set only just hours ago. They went shopping and Darren only had to leave his spot for a small moment in time. In that time, someone had moved in. CrissColfer

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Just a few minutes. Just seven minutes really. That's all it took for this blonde douchebag to park his ass in his seat outside of Chris' dressing room. From his position at the front of the store Darren heard Chris' voice ringing from the back of the store, excitedly. " Thank you for all your help. You were right, these really do look good!"

Now, Chris was turning around to look the guy in the face and he was smiling. Darren was pissed off, because no one else should be able to have that exact smile pointed at them, except himself. That smile usually told Darren wonderous things, when directed at him, but now that it was directed at someone else, it was as if it was an omen of what could possibly come.

Darren quickly stomped his way towards the back of the store as the other guy handed Chris a small white card before walking away, whistling happily.

" What the hell was that?" Darren growled, finally close enough to his shopping buddy to question him.

" What was what exactly?" Chris responded, looking over the jeans that hung low on his hips, trying to see if he should buy them.

" Don't act like you don't fucking know," Darren grabbing Chris by his shoulders and turned him around sharply. "You're not that clueless!"

" Obviously I am." Chris replied, shrugging Darren off of his shoulders long enough to move back towards his dressing room to get his pants from the floor. " I have absolutely no idea what you are on about."

" I could see it as clear as the sun in the sky. That guy was hitting on you!"

" Well... so what if he was?" Chris asked, raising an eyebrow at the shorter man before he was suddenly pushed to the floor of one of the closest, nearby dressing rooms.

" Darren?" The man in question lowered himself to his knees in front of the other, grabbing the taller man's chin in his left hand.

" You better understand this the first time I say this. You're mine, Chris. Only mine. And I thought I made that obvious to everyone, even you, but I guess from this little visual display that I just so happened to have witnessed, means that I did not. So, let me explain something to you. I am the only person that is allowed to stare at, comment on, or even imagine and assume anything about you." Darren stated firmly, the smile on his face almost dangerous.

There wasn't much warning as Darren leaned in close, pulling the other man closer before sealing their mouths together in a hungry passionate kiss.

Pulling away, Darren asked him, even though Chris knew it wasn't a question. " Mine. Understand?"

" Yours. Never anyone elses."

A/N: Ok, my first CrissColfer fic. I hope it's ok... now off to write another one!

-Fiona12690