This chapter is quite short, and fluffy, and I was gonna leave it out, but I thought it was cute and yeah. So here it is! I'm sorry its so short, the next chapter REALLY makes up for it. The next chapter is also the last one that I have fully written and polished. So I'm gonna go get back to writing. And thank you guys for reading and reviewing! I read every single review, and I spend so much time on tumblr that I've tried to like them and reblog them a few times. Oops.

They'd made it through most of the tour. They had a mini break between their last shows. Most of the cast was staying back in London for a mini vacation, but Chris was needed back in LA for some meetings, and Darren was trying to fit in a few more shows here and there.

They left the night after the London show, knowing that no matter what, they'd end up exhausted and jet lagged.

Somewhere along the road, Chris had talked Darren into ditching his crappy apartment and moving in with him (as Cory had suggested). Of course, that had all happened before they started dating, and they hadn't really discussed how things were going to go now that they were dating. Chris didn't mind Darren crashing at his apartment, especially since it meant he got a cuddle partner, but Darren ended up having to run back to his apartment every single morning to get a change of clothes.

One night, they were sitting on their respective sides of the couch, working away on their laptops. Chris glanced over at Darren. He looked adorable in his glasses, but he was wearing Chris' sleep pants, and they were entirely too long on him. Darren could feel the eyes on him and looked up, closing his laptop and sliding it onto the table.

"Hi" he grinned over at Chris.

"Darren, you need to bring some clothes over here."

"What?"

Chris closed his laptop and placed it on the ground before turning to face Darren. "We talked about this in somewhere. We talked about it somewhere. Your apartment is disgusting. You were gonna dump it and move in here. I mean, you've spent the whole week here so far, why not just move your stuff in?"

"Honestly Chris, I wasn't sure you were ready for that." he took Chris' hand. "I know I need to move out of that other apartment, trust me. And I know we agreed on me moving in here, but that was way before everything with us. I didn't want to start shoving my stuff in your closet and scare you away."

Chris smiled. "You're going to scare me away with that horrible apartment of yours. I'll cancel my meeting tomorrow and we'll go pack up your stuff."

Darren shook his head. "No can do. We already have plans tomorrow. I even called and cleared it with your manager."

Chris shot him a strange look. "Since when do we have plans?"

"Well, tomorrow is kind of our one month anniversary, so I was going to take you out to dinner and then come home and fuck your brains out." he smirked.

"Wait, wouldn't our anniversary technically be my birthday?"

Darren shook his head. "No, I've decided that its the day we told everyone about us."

Chris laughed. "Oh, you decided that, huh? Well alright, where are you taking me for dinner?"

Darren shrugged. "You'll have to wait and find out." He glanced at the clock. "As for now, I think its bed time." he took his glasses off, leaving them on the table and grabbed Chris' hand.

Chris smiled. "Considering you barely sleep, you're awfully anal about going to bed at 11 every night."

Darren kissed Chris. "I'm anal about a lot more than sleep."