DISCLAIMER: I do NOT know any of the people mentioned on this fanfiction. This story NEVER happened. It is a work of fiction. It is the result of a crazed fan daydreaming. I do not own Glee. I am NOT making any profit out of this story.
Warnings: rated M for LANGUAGE, GRAPHIC SEX SITUATIONS and VIOLENCE.
Author Notes: 'lalala' direct thoughts; "lalalala" speech ; italics for emphasis.
CHAPTER 3 - Where is the alcohol?
Soon word of mouth got out and most of the cast and some of the crew had agreed on going to a Japanese place Lea and Jenna loved after they've wrapped up for the day. True, none of them should be doing that since they had early call the next day, but with 16 working hours every day, if they didn't seized this little chances all the cast and crew would ever do is work.
By 21:30 that night they were all sitting on little cushions and eating raw fish. The twenty/thirty somethings drinking sake or beer and Chris happily sipping his diet coke. As soon as they got there Mark sat beside Chris. Jonathan who had arrived late because Lea and he had to finish up a scene was sitting on the head of the table drinking his sake and fuming. If the rest of the group was to pay attention they would see Jonathan staring at Mark as he could make the young man go into combustion. Every time Chris laughed the blond would show a little smile of his own, then he would notice that was Mark making the boy laugh and he would take one gulp at his sake. Only Lea really saw what was going on.
"Don't even think about it." she said suddenly capturing Jonathan's attention.
"Think about what?" said the young blond, trying to act like Lea didn't know him like the back of her hand.
"Don't give me that, Jonathan. You're thinking about sleeping with Chris" she said looking at him incredulously "I know that look".
"Could you say it a little louder the kitchen staff didn't heard you the first time...wait, may be they did" Jonathan looked at his friend annoyed.
Lea decided not to provoke her friend and lowered her voice to a whisper "I know you, Jonathan...just...don't. Chris is not that kind of guy"
"I know, ok?" Jonathan said impatiently.
But that cause Lea to get really confused "You...know?" she looked at him disbelievingly.
"Just look at him...he has this innocence air around him. He tries to act tough and all, but he comes through as a chihuahua. I mean...even though he thinks he hides it all so well, his vulnerability is clear for anyone to see...But...Lea" he said as he looked at the boy "I don't know what it is about Chris but I look at him...I'm not going to lie…I take one look at him and I just want to fling him over my shoulder, take him back home tie him to my bed and fuck him till he can't remember his own name, only mine..."
"Jonathan" Lea said in a warning tone.
"But then I feel like I also want to soothe him afterwards as he goes to sleep and kiss him wake the next morning" the young man looked at Chris' smile...'that is a beautiful smile and I don't mind seeing a lot more of that'
Lea was staring at her friend as if the blond had grown another head.
"I don't know what the hell this is Lea, since I just met him yesterday and you know me, I'm not one to believe in this love at first sight crap...but, maybe I should try to find out" he searched his friend's face as if looking for a confirmation, a blessing...damn, he would settle for a freaking nod.
As Lea spoke her voice was softer "Honey, I can't tell you what to do, or what it is that you're feeling. The only thing I can say is that I love you and I love Chris. As you said yourself, Chris tries to protect his heart at all costs because he knows how easily someone can hurt him. Whatever your decision is...don't hurt that boy, Jonathan."
Jonathan nodded, he knew when his best friend was dead serious and that was it...but truly he had no intentions of 'using' Chris in the way she was thinking, he liked the guy, and he felt he had to find out why after knowing him for little more than 24 hours, he could not stop thinking of him... or stop getting mad at the attention Mark was giving Chris. Noticing how the man was now staring at the boy as he talked to Jenna sitting to his right. 'That's it' Jonathan thought as he got up to walk over to where Chris was.
Lea called him back but he didn't listened. He walked to them and sat right in between Mark an Chris. "Hey, Guys. What was so funny?" he tried not to sound too demanding.
"Nothing just pure, innocent, baby Chris here was freaking out when I threatened to put sake into his diet coke" Mark wouldn't notice, but that made Jonathan glare at him.
"You do know he is underage, don't you?" the blond reprimanded.
"I keep telling him that" Chris gave the other gleek an annoyed look.
"Yeah...I know, I just think he is cute when he freaks out" Mark said without putting too much thought into it making Jonathan glare more intently and Chris blush.
"Whatever, I was telling him I was not going to bail him out of jail for getting an underage drunk...and he would have to buy me another diet coke if he did that" Chris used his bored Kurt like look to fight down his blushing.
"Colfer you're so cheap, I'll buy you another diet coke anyway" Mark said rolling his eyes.
"Ah, victory and a free beverage and I'm not cheap, just cautious with my money, mind you." he spoke as he took another sip from his glass.
Jonathan was about to say something when Heather who was across the table from them spoke excitedly "Chris...don't look now but hot guy on the bar looking at you as if you're the last steak in LA."
Chris eyes went wide immediately, Jonathan and Mark just scowled, both of them looking at the bar searching for the bastard. And there he was, a twenty-something brunette holding a whisky in his hand and staring at Chris almost without blinking. If he noticed Jonathan and Mark's twin scowls he didn't seem to care.
Soon Chris tentatively looked at the man who smiled at him, the boy nervously smiled back, turning to look at Heather "maybe he is looking at someone else" he looked at Jonathan and Mark "Maybe he is looking at one of you guys...Did you see him? That guy couldn't be looking at me"
Normally Mark would scold Chris for diminish himself like that, but something deep inside of him didn't want Chris to go over to that man, so if the boy's line of thought would keep him from doing it then Mark would let it slide for now. At that moment the mohawked gleek couldn't explain why but, the only thing in his mind was to punch that smile right off that brunette's face and make him stop gawking at the boy.
"No...I've been watching him watching you for about 10 min now. I'm pretty sure is you he is undressing with his eyes little Crith" Heather said all giddy taking a sip of her beer.
They would never know but at that time Jonathan and Mark thought the same thing at precisely the same time 'FUCK HEATHER'.
Chris turned to look at the man again and this time the man gestured with his head for the boy to come and sit beside him.
Then, all of sudden, more than half of the table was into the conversation.
"So, our Chris has an admirer" Kevin said teasing a tomato red Chris.
"Oh, you are going there" Totle said "And you're going there now"
"What?" Chris gave a surprised smile "No, no, no".
"Yes, you are" completed Naya
"I don't even know what to say" Chris was really nervous about the whole situation.
"He won't care. He wants to suck face with you" Totle always the one with the wise words.
Suddenly the whole table but Mark and Jonathan was chanting "Go, go, go, go"
"FINE" Chris said defeated and walked over to the bar as the rest of the table laughed and went "awww".
"They grow up so fast" Kevin said as he hugged Naya.
"5 dollars Chris will find a reason to ditch him before we go home" Totle said putting his money on the table.
"I say our boy scores" Harry said putting his money on the table as well.
The other gleeks and crew kept making bets and joking but Mark and Jonathan, however, were more focused on burning wholes into the brunettes face while watching him trying to charm Chris.
What a douche, trying to make the boy laugh, buying him a drink, often touching Chris's hands and knees. When he brushed Chris bangs away from his forehead the countertenor gave a nervous giggle causing Jonathan to gulp down his sake and Mark to grip his beer bottle so tight that, if he'd put anymore pressure on it, he would have smashed it.
Some time passed and people decided it was time to go, as the group stood up putting on their jackets Chris started to say his goodbyes to the man he had been talking to for the last 25 minutes, not that either Jonathan or Mark were really counting. No, no, no, no it was just an observation. They've also observed as the man gave Chris his cell phone number. The boy smiled and shook his hand goodbye, the man held Chris hand and brushed the back of the pale hand with his thumb. The guy was persistent and both gleeks were ready to intervene if necessary. However, Chris politely blew him off and the man let him go, the countertenor waved him goodbye as he went back to his friends. "Who got my share of the bill?" the boy said as he walked to them in an attempt to avoid any teasing.
"You can pay me back later. Now spill" Amber wouldn't have any of it.
"What?" he said faking ignorance.
"You know what" Mark said his voice sound more grave than he intended to, getting Chris's attention.
Looking at him, Chris for some reason felt the need to be honest. "the guy said he was a fan, talked about Glee, musicals, etc...and tried to get me to go to his hotel with him" he said looking away from Mark, who had involuntarily clenched his jaw. "I said no, obviously" Chris completed shrugging it off. Relief washed over both the, currently, quiets Jonathan and Mark.
All of the sudden people were paying up bets all around Chris. Totle wearing a huge grin in his face "Yeah, baby, pay up suckers."
"You used me for gambling?" the boy was shocked
"Yeah...and you made me loose 5 dollars, I said you would score...thanks a lot Chris" Harry said annoyed.
"Sorry my social awkwardness cost you 5 dollars Harry" the countertenor rolled his eyes "Face it, it was a losing bet from the start" Chris shrugged "But thanks, I guess, for your confidence in my capacity to...score, as you kids call it".
"Chris, Chris, Chris...do you want to die a virgin? Has 40 year old virgin taught you nothing?" Dijon said as they walked towards the door and going out on the cool night air.
"Who said I am a virgin?" Chris said putting his best confident face...as he spoke he felt even younger then he was...and a loser, a real American pie reject.
Apparently his friends agreed with his inner self since most of them were left in stitches.
"That obvious?" he mumbled to Amber.
"Pretty much" the girl matter of factly, nodding her head.
"Damn" Chris blushed. Well, it was not like he wasn't interested in sex, it was just that...back in Clovis, he was considerate asexual by boys and girls, no one looked at him as playboy letters material. While in Fresno State University He didn't get enough time to really get to know anyone. After getting cast on Glee he was just too busy all the time working and when he was not working he was hanging out with the other gleeks, his recently acquired friends. Even in moments like this when a fan would show interest in getting into his pants it was weird, because he felt they weren't attracted to Christopher Paul Colfer...they wanted to bang Chris Colfer, tv's Kurt Hummel, to have a story to tell friends on a drunk night. Chris didn't consider himself a romantic, he was too jaded for that, but he wanted his first time to be with someone he liked or at least talked long enough to find out if the person had any STD history or sociopath ex-boyfriends. Also he didn't want someone as hot as the man in the restaurant. He already felt awkward and unappealing enough without being naked in the same room with a freaking Adonis. He knew sooner or later his first time would happen but, as it was, Chris Colfer kind of accepted that his sex life would be pretty average and boring. Thank God for theater to fill up his life and provide him with little orgasms every time he watched a good play.
"Since when you have to go home with any creep who buys you drinks? Chris was right to ditch the loser, he can get someone better" Mark spoke surprising everyone. He was annoyed that people made fun of Chris for not wanting to fuck a random stranger in a bar. 'Chris is 19, he should not be doing this things anyway' (no matter what Mark, himself, use to do when he was 19).
At that, most of the group, Chris included, stopped walking and looked at Mark like he had just said, hey my boxers are on fire.
Jonathan for some reason felt the need to back him up, (or was it because he didn't want Mark to be the only one defending Chris?) "You know Mark is right. With the amount of people just wanting to sleep with a celebrity and sell the story to a tabloid in this town, Chris is absolutely right to be careful" the blond added.
Chris gave them an awkward chuckle and thanked the men while Totle mumbled under his breath that he wouldn't mind it as long as he'd get to score.
"Well, See you guys tomorrow...Let's go Amber" Chris said going in the direction of his car.
"That's ok Chris. Mark is going to give me a ride" she send an intimidating glare towards the man, who at first looked at her surprised, but now was damn right scared.
"Y-yeah...I'll take her" he agreed not really knowing what this was all about.
Chris seemed to be taken back by that, looking at Mark with something in his eyes that the mowhawked brunette couldn't place he waved them goodbye and went his way, as did everyone else.
"Boy, what is your deal?" said an obviously angered Amber as soon as everyone else was at a safe distance.
"What?" Mark was, once again, looking at her startled.
"You gave me that lame ass excuse I don't date gleeks and then you go and spend the night drooling over Chris?" She said putting her hands on her hips.
If Mark were to be honest Amber was a really intimidating woman "What are you talking about? He is my friend. We were just..."
"Don't start with me, boy. I know what I saw and I know the look you were giving him. If you are gay you just had to say so" she said still mad at him, how could he think that she wouldn't understand 'Hello, 24/7 fag hag here'.
"Amber, listen" Mark started talking really slowly as to convey that he was being completely honest "It wasn't an excuse. I was speaking the truth when I said the reason I wouldn't go out with you. I never lied about my sexuality either, I'm actually bisexual. I just don't go around announcing it, but it's not like a big secret or anything, not to my friends, at least. I like guys, but I like girls too. Also I have no intentions on dating Chris...C'mon is baby Chris"
She looked at him as if searching any trace of lying, convinced that he believed what he was saying she said in a softer tone "Ok. So you speak the truth and you don't want to date coworkers. But if that's how it is you're doing a half-assed job concealing the crush you have on Chris. It's not fair getting his hopes up just to tell him You don't date people you work with"
"W-what? You're crazy girl? Would you stop with the soap opera plot twists. I don't have a crush on Chris" he said nervously, 'I think she had way too much sake'.
Amber's eyebrows shot to her hairline "No? You could have fooled me because you hardly looked at anyone else tonight. Hell, you hardly talked to anyone else tonight. When the guy on the bar was talking to Chris you did nothing but glare at the man and try to make him telepathically explode. Not to mention that you do tend to go out of your way to tease him on daily basis." As Mark was about to retort she raised her hand to stop him from speaking. "Now, get me home before I have to mug your ass for your car keys. Because I ain't walking home on this shoes, hun. They're new."
'Damn, this girl can be bitchy' Mark thought as he led her to his car.
x~x~x~x~x
Mark went straight home after dropping Amber at her apartment complex. The night had start out really fun, then it took a weird turn after the creep on the bar incident. Mark wanted to dismiss everything Amber said during that surreal conversation but then, for some reason, the image of the man brushing Chris bangs kept replaying in his mind. He knew even before Chris told them that the guy was only trying to fuck him. He saw the lust in the guy's eyes as he looked Chris up and down. It had bothered Mark so much it took every bit of self control he had to not just cut into the conversation. 'I mean he is like a younger brother, I can't let just any douche have my younger brother, can I?...fuck, I need a beer' This whole thing was giving him one hell of a headache. Mark walked to the kitchen intending to grab the first alcohol he set his eyes on to when his cell phone rang. He sighed and answered.
"Hey" he was just not in the mood for conversation right now.
"Whoa, who died?" he could hear Jason's voice in the other side
"Just really tired" he said sitting on the kitchen chair.
"I thought you messaged me saying you were going out with your friends tonight"
"Yeah...I did...is just that some stuff happened." The gleek really didn't want to talk about that.
"Dude, don't tell me you got drunk and puked on a producer"
"Do I sound like I'm drunk?" Mark was a bit impatient.
"You have a point...so what is it man? C'mon you're getting me worried here" Jason insisted.
The gleek sighed he wouldn't win this one "You'll never let me hear the end of it" he said letting his head hang "Ok, a guy came on to Chris in a bar today...it bothered me a little because the guy was a lot older and was obviously trying to get into Chris's pants. Plus Chris is just a kid, and he is not accustomed to this kind of stuff, you know?...anyway, now Amber, for some reason, thinks I have a thing for the kid"
Jason was silent for a couple of seconds, Mark thought he had hang up "Jason, bro?"
"So finally someone else confronted you about it, huh?" Jason's voice seemed annoyed.
"What?" the gleek was a bit surprised he did not expect to hear that.
Silence again, only this time Jason started talking again on his own before Mark urged him to "You know how I always ask about you and the cast members hooking up...well, being honest, there have always been only one member I was suspicious of...this Chris dude"
"Are you fucking insane Jason?" Mark did not believe he was hearing this.
"Mark, I never specifically asked about him because I didn't want to influence you into something...I always thought that if you had interest in him that you had to be the one to figure it out...apparently Amber disagrees. You pay way too much attention to him...you just don't notice it"
"Jason, I think you're the one that is drunk?" the brunette rubbed his eyes tiredly.
"Look, started off with you making a comment here and there. But, at some point last year it escalated to every conversation about your daily routine being the best of Chris Colfer or top 10 Chris Colfer's quotes of the day. It's fucking irritating" Mark could tell there was some anger in his friend's voice.
"Sorry about that. I didn't realize I was irritating you" the mohawked man didn't really know where this was going.
"You're not...I mean not in the way that you think...just fuck him already and get this out of your head" Jason's voice was tired.
"Are you crazy?" he couldn't believe his friend was serious.
"This is what you want to do, isn't it? Fuck that little bitch?" now he just seemed plain angry to Mark.
'Fuck' the gleek couldn't believe what he was hearing. This was so unlike Jason, but more importantly a deep anger, that he had no idea where it came from, took over Mark as he heard the man talk that way about Chris "First of all his name is Christopher...not bitch. Don't you ever call him that again. Second of all I'll not fuck him because he is not that kind of person. Even if I wanted to...I couldn't because...it's just...he wouldn't...he is different, ok? Innocent, special and…stuff" Mark felt his stomach drop. 'Even if I wanted to?' What was he saying, sleeping with little Chris shouldn't even be an option. He was like a little brother. 'Innocent, special? WHAT THE FUCK?' Mark felt like he was losing control over his own mouth...Fuck, over his own thoughts.
"Damn Mark, don't give me this bullshit...are you in love with this brat or something?"
'This is nuts' Mark thought his eyes wondering the kitchen impatiently at the other man's rant. His eyes then landed on the photos on his fridge's door. Specifically on a picture of Chris and Mark at one of their first Glee cast and crew parties, a karaoke night. Chris had really hated the idea of karaoke, but by the end of the night he was using Mark's shoulder as support he was laughing so hard. A wave of warmth filled Mark's chest and a necessity of hearing that laughter again appeared out of nowhere. 'Are you in love with this brat or something?' Jason's question replayed in his mind. Confusion eating away his heart.
"I…can't be" the mohawked man said in an unsure voice.
Jason silenced on the other end of the phone he had expected a quick no, he didn't expect the doubt on the man's voice. Could this be more than lust? Could Mark have some deeper feelings about this brat? His Mark? He could not believe this, he didn't want to believe this. No, this was some obsession the man developed for not indulging in fucking the little bitch. That was it.
"Listen Mark you work with him everyday...he is cute and all, cute is usually your type. You're just confused because you didn't allow yourself to act on your, you know, desire to bang him" Jason tried to reason with the man.
"Jason, how many times do I have to tell you that I never thought of him that way before? Yeah he is beautiful, but when I met him, the first thing they told me was that he was 18. A kid. You know I don't do kids. So bang him never even crossed my mind because I automatically saw him as a little brother." Mark explained…while trying himself to understand why his eyes seemed glued to Chris's picture right now…and why it gave him this warm, heart racing, feeling.
Jason couldn't help but be annoyed at the man's denial. For months now Mark's attraction to this boy was plain obvious for Jason, even if he was not there in the set with him. He was sick of hearing about it and wanted Mark to get over it once and for all "Ok, Mark I say you screw the boy and get this out of your head…or figure out how else to get over this fucking fixation of yours, then tell me what brilliant conclusions you came to. Because honestly, if you quote Chris fucking Colfer one more time I'll fucking choke you with your guitar strings. Now I have a freaking gig, so see ya"
The line went dead and Mark put his phone over the table a little more angrily than he intended to. This was just great, his friend was mad at him because of a hypothetical crush. What Amber and Jason thought he was? Stupid or something? Mark had been in love before, he would know if he had fell in love again…wouldn't he?
His eyes were once again drawn to the picture on the fridge and as soon as he glanced at Chris's face his heart started racing again. 'He is a kid. He is like a brother. He is a coworker.' Mark kept telling himself, but as he did his heart kept beating harder and faster on his chest, the urge to run his fingers through the boy's face on the picture kept getting stronger.
"FUCK" Mark ran his hand nervously through his Mohawk not believing the conflict between his head and his heart. He could really use that beer now.