It was half past 3 am when Dianna and Chord got back to their hotel. Their first ever premiere night for Live in Love was all sorts of crazy and well, the after party was even crazier.

Dianna stumbled along the hotel hallways as she held her heels in hand. God this will be one hell of a hangover tomorrow. Chord followed as he tried his best to project he wasn't that drunk, which he may or may not be. She fished through her purse for her room key until finally she was able to put it in place.

"Here we are!" Dianna slurred and laughed feeling so silly. Never mind that she was in her late 20s she could feel so stupid when drunk. Chord followed her in making sure she was settled in before leaving her. She threw away her heels and purse and crashed herself in the bed.

"Oh god this incoming hangover will be the death of me tomorrow" She whined as she got herself comfortable on the bed. Chord laughed at her, putting her feet up as well, before sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I told you to stop taking the vodka Becca was offering like, 4 hours ago…"

"Oh stop it dad." Dianna playfully kicked him and he faint hurt before laughing with her.

"Sleep, I'll see you tomorrow." He put on the covers on her and stood up, trying to feel for his own room key.

"No please, stay."

And that was all he needed to hear before he crashed himself on the other side of her bed.

~~DC~~DC~~DC ~~

She wishes she could get the curtains to move without touching them. But this is the real world and the sun is blazing her eyes and all she could do this turn herself away from it. That's when she saw him. His breathing steady and calm, his hair mopped all over his face. She blinked her eyes a few more times to make sure he was there and she was awake. She then tried her best to remember the events of last night. The last thing she could remember was being her and the glee peeps being the last in the bar and maybe drinking a little too much? Oh no. She oh so carefully checked herself and him beside her. They were both fully clothed. What the fuck happened? She was already starting to freak out when she heard his voice.

"Relax, you were still poised when drunk." His eyes were still closed but his smirk was too evident. She smacked his chest rather playfully to hide her panic.

"I have no clue what happened last night." The female blonde was trying her best to keep up with his playfulness but her voice came out very firm.

"You wanted to prove Becca you weren't drunk. And she gave you more. Until we had to get back because you were referring to Kev as an elf you see from your side street back when you were 5."

"Oh god." She closed her worried eyes again and felt for her head that of course pounded so much at the moment. Chord laughed slightly before reaching for the bedside phone. He pushed some buttons and ordered breakfast.

"Hopefully, after some food and an Advil or two, you'd feel better." He eyed her with concern written all over his face. Her thankful eyes did all the talking for her.

"I'll be right back. I'll just take a shower." He motioned for her to rest and stood up from the bed.

"Chord, Why aren't you hungover?" She wanted to ask a different question but instead, she pouted a little and waited for the answer on this one instead.

"Oh believe me, I am. But you know, you always make everything better." He smiled at her one last time before excusing himself and heading out the door.

"You have no idea how you make everything better." Dianna whispered to herself before closing her eyes yet again.

~~DC~~DC~~DC~~

But you know, you always make everything better.

The girl is confused and her head probably feels like exploding, and the best he could come up with is that? Oh Chord, how smooth can you be? He showered, ate some bagels left from God knows when, downed some Advil and got ready to see Dianna again. He doesn't know why, but he just feels the need to go check on her again. He just feels the need to be close to her again. In fact, since they started filming, they're never really apart for long. Maybe he is insane, but he just wants it to remain that way. He calls her every day and when he doesn't yet, she does. Sometimes, they just text each other non-stop. Never mind that almost all of the paparazzi in LA are stalking their every move, he loves her company and he couldn't care less about the media talking.

~~DC~~DC~~DC~~

Five minutes after he left, she knew the room service will come in any time and that he would be back. She pushed herself up from the bed, got het butt in the tub and let the hot water make her skin turn pruney. Her eyes remained closed for a long time, relaxing herself whilst contemplating the events that happened. For the first time since Glee, she felt truly accomplished. She felt happy with her craft and knew that people do really appreciate her work. It also helps that she feels like work is not work with Chord by her side. It all just feels like a playful banter with him, like she could be herself and he would never judge. Never mind that people will look at her with prying eyes and judgmental thoughts, she loves her company and she was happy.

~~DC~~DC~~DC~~

Hey! I just finished with breakfast… -Dianna His phone beeped and he thumbed it quickly to see who it was. He was done fixing up about 45 minutes ago but he wanted to give her time to rest and relax before he barged in on her again. Instead, he just watched some TV in his hotel room.

Cool! Still feeling the head ache? - Chord

A little. But I'm sorta in the mood for coffee… come with? – Dianna

Sure! Pick you up in 10! – Chord With that, he stood up from his place double checked himself and his room before going to her room.

"Hey you!" She opened her door with a mega-watt smile reserved for him. She was already made up for the day. She opted for some high-waist ripped jeans, a white top, white sandals, purse and a pair of sunglasses to complete her laid back look. Not normally what she would go for, but she wasn't in the mood to be totally made up today. Meanwhile, he was sporting a black shirt, some boy-next-door shorts, driving shoes and sunglasses. They actually looked like they match.

"Hey yourself, how's your blonde head?" he joked as she walked out of the door and locked it behind her.

"In the mood for some coffee and down time before needing to endure another jetlag" She laughed as she twisted her arms around his and together they walked out of the building. The walk to Starbucks wasn't that long. It was only a few blocks away from their hotel. They both put their sunglasses in place and put their heads down to get as little attention as possible.

"I'll get an iced latte" she announced as she sat down on the high chair at the far end of the shop.

"Cool. I'll be right back." He went on and ordered for the two of them and returned with a tray in hand. They talked about everything and nothing really while they downed their drinks. They just enjoyed the day off before they are scheduled to fly to Florida later that evening.

"Hey, thanks again for last night. And for staying with me to make sure I was okay" Dianna started as she set down her latte.

"Anything for you." Was all Chord said looking at her intently before he decided it was time. He went for her hand and caressed it in his. His face went closer and closer until their noses were only centimeters apart.

"Chord, there are people…"

"Don't you want this too?" He whispered, praying for her to say yes. Anything but a no. She blushed and nodded her head yes. Okay, yes! She wanted this. She wanted this for a long time and realized it only now. Now, it's clear. She did have feelings for this blonde headed guy.

"Are we really doing this?" She breathed. She didn't shy away from him even if their position left her quite awkward. Is this really how their first real kiss going to be? With her breath smelling like iced latte and his mouth tasting like a caramel macchiato? She wanted to slap herself for her being so paranoid. So to make up for her silliness, she surprised herself. She held his face in his hands and closed the gap between them. Never mind that there are about 30 people in the café, never mind that they can be photographed through the glass right now. This is them and what she felt, it was real.

"I love you." He whispered when they finally pulled away. It wasn't a heated kiss whatsoever. It was a simple kiss, enough for two people to let each other they cherished the other.

"That soon?!" She laughed all her nervousness away and pecked him again on his lips before he could respond.

"Why not?" He asked slightly amused with how she took things. He never imagined doing this today. 24 hours ago, they were just preparing for their first premiere. Less than 12 hours ago, they were both drunk as well and slept next to each other. Next to each other not slept with each other because that's just how much he valued her. She looked at him straight in the eye and smiled sweetly. Chord could swear his heart stopped for a bit.

"I love you too."

With that, she took another sip in her coffee like she just said the most mundane thing in the world. Like what happened between them is just another random day. But it wasn't. Deep down, they both knew, it was just the beginning of a very long and happy journey together.

~~DC~~DC~~DC~~

Later that day, they went back to their hotel to pack their bags before Dianna texted him to come over to her room.

"Not even 24 hours and you're already seducing me Ms. Agron?" Chord joked as he was welcomed once again inside Dianna's room. Instead of replying, she just rolled her eyes before sticking her tongue out. She sat down the couch and turned on the TV.

"I figured we could watch some TV before we needed to go to the airport tonight." She smiled before pulling him in to sit with her. He automatically snaked his arms around her as they both got comfortable.

"Also, I ordered some pizza." Dianna didn't wait for him to speak as she reached for the big hot box of what will be their early dinner.

"You happy B?" Chord asked as she once again snuggled beside him.

"Very, I think it's a long time coming? But I'm glad it took its time. I am very confident we're going to work." Dianna confessed. How can he be so lucky to have his best friend and lover the same person? How did he get so lucky to have such an open relationship?

"I'm glad to hear that. I love you, always."

"Love you, always." She repeated. It was real. They were real and there's nothing more they could ask for.

a/n: Tada! I may or may not continue on writing stories for them but for sure they will always live on for me. Hope you all have a wonderful day! Xoxo Kelsi.