A/N: Inspiration came to me and brought you this chapter. I'm gonna try to make the next one longer. So, I don't own Chris, Darren, ... (why not? I'm a good person!)
Anyway, please enjoy :)

"That's a wrap, people!" the director called as they wrapped Darren's scenes for the Michael Jackson episode. A round of applause spread through the crew and the cast members joined in. Darren laughed and gestured for them to stop it.

"You really gave it your all these past four days." Brad Falchuk said as he patted Darren on the back.

"No, you guys..." Darren gestured towards the cast and crew. "You all worked so hard so I could leave on time to be on Broadway. You all pushed yourself so hard for someone else's dream. Thank you so much!" he teared up a little bit. "Each and everyone of you is so totally fucking awesome. It's all because of all of you that I'm having the time of my life."

"Aww..." the New Direction members and Warblers said in unison. The all crowded around Darren and hugged him.

Darren said his goodbyes and walked towards his trailer. He had left what happened in his trailer between him and his co-star behind him. Even though he couldn't deny that he had tried to spent even more time with Chris. They had had Harry Potter marathons, Disney marathons, went out to dinner and basically enjoyed each others company. Every scene between Kurt and Blaine had made Darren's heart ache because it was Kurt looking at him like that, not Chris. When the younger man had held his hand and sung to him as he was laying in Blaine's bed with an eye patch. When he knelt over Darren when he had gotten slushied. All of those moments made Darren's heart swell and then sink.

"Darren, wait up!" Chris called after him.

"So, Ryan's really impressed with you. The tempo in which you worked, everything. I'm even impressed with you, the crying when you got slushied... I almost thought they had put something in that one." Chris smiled

"Thanks, I guess having that dream in front of me... Broadway, makes me push myself more." Darren said but didn't sound as excited as he should.

Darren didn't want to leave, after what happened in his trailer. He couldn't ignore what he was feeling when Chris, no Kurt, looked at him all heart-eyed. He had to go home, pack and leave for New York. That would be his home until January twenty-second. He wouldn't see Chris unless the younger man came to New York. Darren couldn't just drive over and hang out. His stomach turned at the thought of not seeing his co-star for so long. He wished he hadn't realized his feelings, he had to focus. His chance of being on Broadway had finally arrived. He suddenly felt what Rachel Berry felt, she had to chose between her dreams and Finn. A small chuckle escaped his lips as he realized he was using fictional characters to put his feelings into perspective.

"What's funny?" Chris asked quizzically.

Darren jumped a bit, he had totally forgotten that he was still walking besides Chris. "Nothing, just a dork-thing." he smiled weakly.

"Oh, you admit it! You're a fellow dork!" The younger man grinned widely.

"Who's the dork now?" Darren retorted.

"I'm out and proud, get used to it." He laughed.

Darren chuckled and looked at Chris. He held Chris' eyes as they met his, Chris stopped walking. Darren just turned to stand in front of the taller man. He never broke eye contact and neither did Chris. There was still a reasonable distance between the two of them.

"Darren, what's wrong?" the joking tone from before had totally disappeared and was replaced by anxiety.

"I just... never mind." He looked away. What was he supposed to say? Darren pondered his words for a second. He couldn't just admit he was in love with the guy. He also didn't want to lie to one of his best friends. It was rather obvious that there was something bothering him.

"Darren, please stop it. You're a great actor but you can't hide everything. I'm your friend and I want you to be able to confide in me." Chris stepped closer to the older actor. He bent his knees a bit so he was low enough to look into Darren's eyes, which were looking at the ground. Chris straightened his legs again when Darren looked up into his.

"I'm going to miss you." The hazel eyed actor said as he looked into concerned blue eyes.

"Darren..." Chris gasped.

"It's true, please don't make this awkward. I'm genuinely going to miss you when I'm in New York. When you're on the other side of the country. I won't be able to just step into my car and hang out with you. I won't be there to wish you a Merry Christmas or celebrate New Years with you."

"I don't know what to say. I didn't know you felt that way. I.. I can try and come see you in NYC." The younger man stuttered.

"No, no... You've made plans already. I overheard you talking to Lea when she asked if you would come to her New Years party and your schedule seemed pretty packed."

"Yeah, that's true. I'll miss you too, y'know." Chris smiled.

"You don't have to say that." The twenty four year old looked away.

"You've been my fictional boyfriend for a while now, my fictional and real-life friend for even longer. I grew kind of attached to one curly hobbit-like actor." He smiled sweetly.

Darren's heart skipped at Chris' words, especially at the word 'boyfriend.' He also had a sudden hate towards the word 'fictional'. He wrapped his arms around Chris' torso. "I really don't want to leave."

Chris wrapped Darren up in his arms. Both boys couldn't deny how hard their hearts were beating at that point. Darren believed they were even swaying a bit. They stood there for a while, just like that. Enjoying the closeness and the feelings they had just shared. "When does your plane leave?" the porcelain skinned man asked.

Darren pulled back a little to look at Chris, but still holding him. "Uh, what time is it?"

Chris looked at his watch over Darren's shoulder. "It's one twenty three am."

"My plane leaves in five hours and seven minutes." Darren stated precisely.

"You've packed already, have you?"

"Not everything, I haven't had the time really."

Chris' face fell a little at Darren's words.

Darren felt incredibly stupid all of a sudden. If he had packed instead of finding excuses not to, he would've been able to spent these couple of hours with his co-star. But suddenly he saw the smile returning on that beautiful angelic face.

"Than I guess I'll help you. If you want, that is. It's not my favorite way to spent time with my friends but this way we'll have to miss each other just a little less. We'll have a good old fashion packing-party at an absolutely ungodly hour." Chris smiled.

The curly haired actor pulled his co-star close once again and whispered. "Thank you."

They arrived at Darren's apartment around two fifteen am. They had taken Chris' car because Darren wouldn't need his for a month or so and it was safe at the Paramount studios. Chris would drive him to the airport at 5 am.

"Darren, you don't have to bring three guitars to New York." the younger man sighed. "You just need one for when you're in your hotel room. For appearances and performances they'll give you one."

"Fine, one guitar." Darren pouted. "How many pants should I take with me, I'll probably go shopping when I'm there so I can always buy new ones if I don't bring enough with me."

"You're going to be away for over a month, I guess you should probably take all the clothes you own." Chris chuckled. "I wish I was more like Kurt right now he would've organized everything and got the job done in like half an hour."

"I like that idea, grab the boxes I'm just gonna dump most of my clothes in them. I'll take all the winter clothes I own, the rest can stay here." Darren really wanted to get this over with as soon as possible so he could spent the remaining time with the person he was in love with. There I said it, I'm seriously in love with the guy. He's Chris freaking Colfer! How can I not love that boy?

They finished putting everything in boxes around three o'clock. The curly haired man sighed happily at the clock as he realized he still had two hours to spent with Chris. He looked over to his friends who was putting away the boxes. "Should we bring them down to my car now or before we leave?"

"Just leave them there I'm sick of packing. We still have two hours, what do you wanna do?" Darren asked his eyes meeting Chris'.

" Aren't you tired? Maybe you should sleep a bit... I could get the place in order so you wouldn't have to deal with that when you come back. You're starting rehearsal tomorrow, they won't appreciate it if you'd fall asleep." Chris looked unsure and a little awkward.

"You're not cleaning my apartment for me, Colfer. I roped you into packing already! Let's watch some bad late night TV, shall we?" Darren reached out to grab Chris' hand a led him the large comfy couch.

"You know I've always loved this couch." the younger man hugged one of the pillows to his chest. "It's big and soft, I could lie in it all day."

I wouldn't mind, I rather you lay in my bed all day. Darren shook his head forcefully.

"What?" asked a confused Chris Colfer.

"Nothing, you're adorable." Darren's eyes widened as the word left his lips. "You know what I mean."

"Yeah... If you just said that I'm adorable, than I know what you mean." Chris looked at Darren eyes doubtful and searching.

"Sorry, my Blaine was showing." the hazel eyed man almost face-palmed himself at the Tumblr reference.

"Tumblr." the younger actor said quietly.

"Hey, how do you know that?" Darren smiled.

"I have twitter and fans send me a lot of tweets with links attachted to them. These links are mostly to Tumblr posts convinced that you're in love with me." Chris looked at Darren trying to muster a smile. "You know, the whole CrissColfer-thing" he said waving his hand to gesture between the two of them.

"Ah, the fans and their fantasies." Darren finally plopped down next to the young man. "Just forget I embarrassed myself, please." Darren directed a puppy-dog look towards Chris and saw a smile spread across his co-star's face.

"You think I'm adorable, you want to hug me, you want to kiss me, I think you loooveee me." He imitated Sandra Bullock in Miss Congeniality singsonging.

"Dork! I think you're the one who's in love with me!" Darren retorted. "Offering to help me pack, puh, just another ploy to get me all to yourself."

"Yeah, like we don't spent everyday with each other. You're nuts and all this fame is going to your head." Chris teased.

Darren just turned on the TV and settled into the couch. Chris smiled at him in victory. He had had the last word. They watched some weird lady, who was way to excited, selling yet another revolutionary fitness appliance. The watched The Shopping Channel for awhile commenting on all the weird salespeople and their products. But after a fair amount of time they got to fed up with it, after flicking through some other channels, Darren turned off the TV.

"There is some seriously bad TV on at this hour." Darren stated. "Let's watch some Harry Potter, shall we?"

"So you can be a big dork, again?" Chris smirked.

"That's it." The soon to be Broadway star announced. He took a large pillow from the couch and hit Chris in the chest.

"Oh, it is on!" Chris yelled.

They fought playfully, starting with hitting each other with the pillows. But soon they stood and threw the pillow at each other and tackled one another to the ground. When Darren was down Chris took a pillow and smacked him with it until the curly haired man couldn't breathe anymore from laughing so hard. Chris sat down next to him, leaning against the couch, breathing heavily. He started laughing again as he saw that Darren was having a laughing fit.

"Darren... Dare, you're crying!" Chris fell to the ground clutching his sides.

"Okay, okay... I think..." another wave of laughter hit him and he was back to rolling on the floor.

Chris finally stood and helped him on the couch. They just sat there for awhile, trying to catch their breaths. Chris looked over to his co-star who was already staring at him. Chris couldn't place the emotion he saw in them, but he was sure it was the same look Darren had given him in his trailer a week ago.

"Why do you look at me like that?" the twenty-one year old asked as his eyes bored into Darren's.

"I... I..." Darren looked away and the clock on the wall caught his eye. He suddenly stood and cursed. "Shit, it's almost five thirty! How did that happen?" Darren grabbed his cellphone, he had forgotten to turn to sound back on. He had already missed 5 calls from his agent and a dozen texts. He was at the airport already and waiting for Darren.

They quickly loaded everything in to the car, Chris' question hadn't been answered and maybe Chris had forgotten it but Darren sure wasn't going to bring it up as they were rushing to the airport. Darren was on the phone with his agent for a big part of the drive.

As they arrived at the airport Darren saw his agent walking towards the car. Chris opened his trunk and his agent took most of his luggage. Darren handed the rest to his publicist. His agent and publicist already hurrying back to the entrance hall of LAX. Darren looked at Chris, unsure of what to say. He opened his mouth just as his co-star spoke.

"You still didn't answer my question." he stated matter-of-factly.

"I think I'm-" Darren was cut short by Ricky, his agent, who grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Darren, you're already late... We really don't have time." he said looking apologetically at the two actors.

Darren hugged Chris, who didn't return it quite as excitedly as normal, and whispered in his co-stars ear. "We'll talk when I'm back. I'll miss you." Darren let go of Chris and started to walk away. He turned around one last time to see a very confused Chris Colfer. The doors closed and he wouldn't see him until the end of January.

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