I am so so so so so sorry that this has taken so long. Normally I plan things better, but the whole suddenly having work thing changed that, and then I was sick, and I was a tad blocked writing wise. I couldn't really see anything in my head, and then I'd get an idea and it would be for several chapters ago. Its annoying, but I've been writing stuff for a couple of hours now. Which is good. I'm a little worried about some of the stuff coming up, but we'll deal with that later! Enjoy this chapter!

Chris stared down at his Emmy invitation. He'd been putting off giving Cindy an answer so he could talk to Darren. But between filming, recording, writing, and interviews, they hadn't had much time for talking lately. And anytime they had for talking was spent with their mouths otherwise occupied.

But he couldn't put it off any longer, he didn't have the time, or the excuses anymore. He'd handed over his draft of the book, and everything else was on hold for the moment so he could catch up on Glee. No, he wasn't the problem now. It was Darren overworking and hardly sleeping. He'd done countless livestreams for every celebrity news outlet he could find, and he'd been trying to write his album.

Tonight, Chris had cleared both of their scheduals for them to have a night in, complete with Mulan. He knew Darren couldn't say no to Mulan. He'd ordered some room service and was all ready with a six pack of Darren's favourite beer.

Darren finally got back to the room an hour later before collapsing into the bed. "I am so tired. Can we just stay in for dinner tonight?"

Chris laughed. "Did you seriously think I was leaving this room in my current attire?"

Chris had purposely changed into one of Darren's sweaters and a pair of his own sweat pants. Darren glanced up at him for the first time and smiled.

"God you look good in my clothes."

Chris smiled and leaned down to kiss him. "You look good in no clothes. I think you should take some of them off." He started peeling off Darren's clothes.

Darren sighed loudly, before whimpering. "Chris, I'm so tired I don't even think I could fuck you."

Chris smiled. "Aww. Don't worry, we can just cuddle during the movie."

"Movie?"

Chris nodded. "Mulan."

Darren noticably cheered up at that. "Mulan? I love that movie!"

Chris smiled. "I know, and I ordered dinner already." he walked over and brought the plates over. "Dinosaur chicken nuggets and fries this time, they were out of smiley faces."

Darren smiled. "You thought of everything, except beer."

Chris held up the six pack.

Darren pushed himself off the bed and wrapped his arms around Chris. "You are a dream come true." He kissed him gently. "And not just because you bought me beer, that's just a bonus."

They'd finished dinner, a few beers and the movie. They'd turned off the lights and started cuddling. Darren was almost asleep, but still trying to tell Chris about his day.

"Darren, just go to sleep."

Darren nodded. "Okay. Love you."

Chris smiled. "Love you too."

They were silent for a few minutes, and Chris was certain that Darren was asleep when he spoke again.

"Hey Chris?"

"Yeah?"

"Why didn't you invite me to the Emmys with you?"

Chris sat up to look at him. "How did you know about that?"

Darren sat up a bit, suddenly more awake. "I saw the invitation in your drawer when I was putting the laundry away."

Chris sighed. "I wasn't sure how to bring it up. And we've both been so busy..."

Darren shook his head. "Hey, you never have to be awkward about bringing stuff up. I don't care if you'd have asked me while we were driving to work. Or over the phone. I love you, Chris. You don't have to be perfect all the time around me."

Chris nodded, cuddling back up on Darren's shoulder. "I guess I was just worried you were going to say you were too busy or something..."

"I'm never too busy for you."

Chris nodded. "Its not a huge deal if you've got plans that weekend. I'm sure my mom would come...or I could go alone."

Darren smiled. "Chris, of course I'll go with you."

Chris smiled. "You're tired. We'll talk about it in the morning." he pressed a kiss to Darren's lips before they both fell asleep.

Darren moved a few things around so he could spend the next day with Chris. They called their publicity people and let them know about the Emmys. Apparently Darren had been invited as part of the cast, but Tony had misplaced the invite in his tiny office.

Chris shook his head. "I know you like Tony, but he's not exactly the most organized."

Darren nodded. "I know, I need to find a new one, and soon. If he missed an Emmy invite, I can't even begin to imagine what else he's forgotten."

"You should switch to Cindy! Then she'll represent both of us! Besides, she needs to have the stamp of approval on anyone you choose."

Darren looked at him. "Why does she need to approve?"

Chris smiled. "Cause she's the one that has to talk to them. When I clear your schedual, she's the one that calls Tony to set that all up. For all the press related stuff, her and Tony have to talk to each other. And she HATES Tony."

Darren laughed. "That's hilarious. Tony keeps asking me to set him up with Cindy..."

Chris shook his head. "She'd kill both of us if we attempted that. But seriously, you need to rid your life of Tony and find a new publicist. Why don't I ask her if she's got any recommendations?"

Darren nodded. "Just get her to send me a list, not Tony, and I guess I'll interview some people."

Darren let Tony go a few days later. Darren told him that he had stumbled upon another publicist who was willing to work for less money, and Tony wasn't willing to take any less. In reality, Darren hadn't found a new one. He'd interviewed person after person, but the problem was that he needed to click with someone if they were going to be in charge of all his stuff.

He was set to meet with someone named Alex. And Chris had decided to come this time around.

"I think you're being too hard on these people." Darren could hear the faint radio in the background of Chris' car.

Darren sighed. "Chris, if we don't click I'm not gonna waste my time, or theirs."

"I understand that, but you've passed up 12 applicants out of 15. You don't have that many left before you have to venture off Cindy's list and into random online applicants, and trust me, you want someone off Cindy's list."

Darren switched so the phone was on his other ear. "I promise not to be to picky. When are you getting here?"

"I should be there in half an hour? I ended up having to record more than I thought, and there's some serious traffic out here. Just go start the interview and I'll come right in when I get there."

"Alright, drive safely." he hung up and walked into the office where the interviewee was waiting. He was sharing a waiting room with some doctor's office, it was a weird set up, but it was temporary. There were 7 people in the waiting room. Darren looked down at his phone. "Uh...is there an Alex here?"

A tall guy stood up and walked over. "You must be Mr. Criss. I'm Alex Johnson." He extended his hand. Darren shook it, smiling at him. "Call me Darren, come on in." He ushered him into the little room off to the side and closed the door behind them.

"You are officially the first guy that's showed up for this job."

Alex laughed a bit. "You'd be surprised how often I hear that."

Darren smiled. "So this is a really chill interview. I'm just trying to get to know you a bit. And I've never been very good at actual interviews."

They chatted back and forth for a while. Alex had graduated with a degree in public relations from a school in Canada, and he spoke french fluently. He was organized and well mannered. He supported gay rights and he was a Starkid fan.

Darren had more or less decided that he was getting the job when Chris finally showed up.

"Sorry I'm late." he walked over to Alex and shook his hand. "I'm Chris."

Alex smiled. "Alex."

Chris sat down across the table from him, and next to Darren. "So...what did I miss?"

Darren smiled. "Has a degree, speaks french, organized and a starkid fan."

Chris smiled. "Wow, congrats Alex, you're the first candidate Darren's smiled about."

They chatted for a little while longer, long enough to find out a little bit about Alex's personal life before ending the interview. He left and Chris sat on the table.

"So, is he the winner?"

Darren smiled. "I think he is. I mean, he's nice, he's funny, he seems organized. He seems perfect."

Chris nodded. "I thought so too. And he's kind of cute."

Darren laughed and stood between Chris' legs. "Was he? I didn't notice."

I should hopefully have another chapter up soon for you guys, I know you've been patiently waiting. I also know that you're probably sitting there going "...I waited this long for this random ass chapter?" It seems random, but in the grand scheme of things it makes perfect sense! Well, it kind of makes sense. I've got the next two chapters all written and ready to go, so they will be up before the end of the week.

ANYWAYS THESE TWO LITTLE SPEECHES HAVE GOTTEN LONG. Thank you thank you thank you for reading, and please don't hate me too much after the next few chapters.