DARREN AND CHRIS KIIIISSSSEEEEDDDD. OHMYGOSH. I'M FANGIRLING SO MUCH. *calms down* Okay, so I decided to make a CrissColfer one-shot about what happened before & after the Kliss in Dublin. So here it is(:

My Man, My Inspiration

Chris rubbed the microphone in his hand nervously while he waited at the end of the stairs that led up the stage. It was his last night in Dublin, the last stop in the Glee Live tour, the last Klaine skit. He grinned a little to himself, remembering the first time him and Darren had met. It was a few hours before they filmed the Teenage Dream scene. Chris remembered blushing slightly as he thought of the fact he would possibly eventually be kissing this gorgeous guy in front of him. Ryan Murphey had told him that Blaine was possibly future boyfriend for Kurt, but it wasn't set in stone yet. He hoped it was. Darren and Chris clicked instantly. As soon as Darren had mentioned Starkid, Chris almost jumped out of his chair. Of course he had seen A Very Potter Musical! And Darren played Harry! He couldn't believe his luck.

"Chris, go!" Someone nudged him and shoved a piece of paper into his hand as his thoughts snapped back to the present time.

'Oh, right. Klaine skit. Poem.' He thought as he climbed the stairs.

He watched as Darren/Blaine talked to Heather/Brittany and frowned. He wished he could walk up to Darren and just nonchalantly ask him to make out. 'Yeah, like that would happen.' He snorted as he thought of it.

He turned his microphone on to yell his usual "Brittany! Are you flirtin' with my man?" line into the microphone, but stopped himself. Naya was onstage... and she was kissing Heather? What? Was that even scripted? Maybe he didn't get the memo...

Chris waved it off and wished him and Darren had a kiss scripted. It had been a few months since the Original Songs episode, and a few months since they had kissed. Chris couldn't believe how he felt when he kissed Darren. Sure, he had never kissed any guys before, but holy crap... there was some kind of spark there. He had been heartbroken when he heard Darren had a girlfriend. Maya? Mia? He didn't care to remember. And after their nasty breakup a few days before, Chris hadn't been close to Darren. Although Darren looked completely fine and said he was okay about it. Apparently, he was the one who broke it off. He said he needed to set his mind straight about something.

Chris skipped along the stage on cue and spoke his lines, read his poem (which he had spent hours on last night), and did his "proposal". But Darren went off-script.

"Kurt, stop. Get up. Get up, get up. Get up!" Darren said abruptly.

What the hell?

Chris shot Darren one of his Ryan-is-going-to-kill-us looks as he stood and walked closer.

"Kurt, you had me at en-" All Chris could see were those hazel eyes coming after him.

He gaped, his mouth fell open a little, and then he was kissing Darren Criss.

His mind went blank. What was happening? Was he seriously kissing Darren Criss? He raised his arms up a little as Darren put a hand behind his head and cupped his face with the other, deepening the kiss. 'Is his tongue... oh my god." Chris made this weird growling noise and felt a blush creeping up on his face. He wanted to reach forward and grab Darren, hug him, do something, but he couldn't bring himself to. This wasn't scripted. Darren Criss was actually kissing him.

Darren pulled back almost as soon as the kiss began, which was too soon. Chris stared at him with wide eyes as Darren shrugged a little.

"What am I supposed to do now?" He brought the microphone behind him and whispered to himself.

Chris jumped behind Darren and fell to the ground, improvising and half-way feeling like he was literally going to faint. The crowd was cheering so loud his earpiece was giving him some ridiculously loud feedback.

"Wear another blazer?" He said breathlessly as he stared into the crowd, watching the grins on hundreds of fans faces.

"Kurt," Darren began to crouch down. Chris crossed his leg over the other, trying not to make it obvious what exactly Darren was doing to him. "we've been over this before. You love the blazer."

He gulped as Darren stood back up and said the rest of his lines, which Chris replied to and then awkwardly stood. Oh, how thankful he was for the lights dimming.

As soon as they were back below the stage, he handed his microphone and ear piece to a random lady and ran to the mens bathroom.

"Chris?" He heard Darren at the other side of the door.

"Yeah?" Chris asked quietly.

"Can I... can you come out? I'm really sorry."

Chris strode over to the door quickly and opened it, grabbing Darren's Warbler tie and dragging him into the bathroom.

"Don't be. That was amazing." He breathed.

"I-I thought you would be mad... I really... like you, Chris" Darren stuffed his hands in his pockets and looked down to his shoes.

"Darren, you had me at bl-" Chris lurched forward and grabbed Darren's face, smashing his lips to the shorter boys. Darren wound his arms around Chris' waist and kissed him back.

'I can't believe this is happening.' Chris thought as Darren backed him up against the wall.

Chris tugged Darren's tie off as their kissed deepened, causing Darren to growl a little like Chris had on stage.

"Can't... you have Single Ladies in seven minutes..." Darren pulled away and rested his forehead on Chris's as they breathed heavily.

"I'm keeping the tie." Chris grinned and kissed Darren once more on the lips before escaping the bathroom.

He didn't know how he was going to fit into those tight black pants this time around.

May actually turn this into a full-on story... I like this(;