Disclaimer: Again, I don't know any of these talented folks.

Note: This was the second-most requested prompt. I promise I'll try to get to all of them! Requested by: tomfeltonlover1991, Slytherin Klaine and Redvines, and Eneth nin Galasriniel: Chris/Darren kissing or male/male kissing or Chris reveals he has a crush on Darren (basically just combined all of yours into one easy one!)

"I hate you all," Damian grumbled as he sulked at one end of the circle.

"Aww, we love you too," Sam hugged him. Damian fake-pouted and shoved the dreadlocked boy off. "Well, think about it this way. You get to enact revenge now."

"Yes," Damian brightened up. "I could take my revenge out on Lea!"

"Eek," Lea cowered next to Cory. "Don't! Have mercy!"

"You wanted to play this crazy game in the first place," Damian laughed. "Okay, okay, fine. How 'bout I ask Chris?"

"Fine by me," Chris said coolly. "But I refuse to strip."

"…oh…kay…" Damian said slowly. "Um, Chris, my good lad, truth or dare?"

"Dare," Chris said saucily, loving a challenge.

Damian's eyes lit up, sparkling as he realized he had total power right now. "I dare you to make out with Darren."

"Whoa," Chris backed away. "Whoa, no!"

"You have to do it," Mark teased him. "It's a dare. And no lifelines."

"But…but…Darren's straight," Chris made up a lame excuse.

Darren snickered. "Aw, but I like our kissing scenes!"

"Well, y…yes, they're lovely," Chris sputtered. "But that's Kurt kissing Blaine. That's different."

"Different how?" Naya raised her brows.

"It's a character kissing another character. It's not 'Chris-kissing-Darren'. It's totally different, because in real life, Darren and I are just friends, whereas Kurt and Blaine are boyfriends, and thus are inclined to kiss every so often, when the script permits them to."

"But we all know you have a crush on Darren," Heather pointed out to him.

"I do not," Chris said indignantly.

"You so do," Harry rolled his eyes. "It's obvious to everyone but you."

"Is it that obvious?" Chris put his hands on his hips, a very Kurt Hummel-esque gesture.

"Yes," the group said in unison.

"Fine," Chris blew out a puff of air. "So I have a teeny, tiny crush on Darren. It's not that big of a deal, really."

"Come over here and make out with me, then," Darren winked suggestively. Chris couldn't argue with that; it was Darren freakin' Criss, for crying out loud! He sauntered over casually and wrapped his arms around the shorter boy, bringing their lips together to the sound of cheers and catcalls from their fellow cast members.

"Finally," Lea sighed. "It's about time he admitted it."

"I know," Chord laughed. "You could've cut the sexual tension between those two with a knife. A really sharp knife. Like one of Chris's swords."

Chris didn't care what they were saying about him; he—Chris Colfer, not Kurt Hummel—was making out with the hottest boy on-set. Chris Colfer and Darren Criss, not Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson, kissing at long last! He didn't know what kind of toothpaste Darren used, but damn if it didn't taste good. Darren's lips were rough, but warm and inviting, and it seemed as if the curly-haired actor/singer didn't mind much that he was kissing another boy passionately. Chris made a mental note to thank Lea for starting the game in the first place and Damian for giving him this awesome dare to carry out. He knew just what he was going to do later, and it involved a very long and personal heart-to-heart with Darren Everett Criss. They broke away a few minutes later, both out of breath and very flushed.

"That was hot," Damian murmured.

"I'll agree with the Irish kid," Mark nodded. "It was hot."

"Oh shut up," Chris mumbled, his face bright red. "It's my turn now," he rubbed his hands together. "And I know just what I'm going to do."

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