Chris has felt betrayal a few times in his life. That’s why when Darren betrays him, he’s shocked and caught completely off guard by it.
Walking into his house after being gone a few days working, tossing his keys aside and shrugging out of his jacket, he picks up the mail that has accumulated since he’s been gone. Flipping through letters and junk mail, the faint sounds of a guitar strings being strummed and humming heard, he smiles at knowing Darren is here waiting for him. Dropping the letters on a table, he turns to the living room.
"Dare!" he calls out as he gets closer.
"Oh, shit!" He gets slightly confused by Darren’s reply. "Shit!" Hearing that, worry starts to settle in his chest.
"Dare?" he cautiously calls out.
"This is our secret," he hears Darren say to someone.
For a split second, Chris thinks the worse. He expects to find Darren and some guy he doesn’t know disheveled and looking like they were caught in the throws of passion. But when he finally walks into the living room, he’s surprised—and relieved—to find just Darren and Brian, who’s sitting on the couch next to him.
"What’s going on here?" He walks forward and sits down, confused when Brian doesn’t even move to climb into his lap. Instead, he watches as he keeps his gaze on Darren.
"Nothing," Darren replies with a hint of guilt in his voice.
"Bri." Chris hmphs when Brian ignores him. He watches in interest, though, when he trots over to Darren. That he finds suspicious since he knows Brian and Darren get along enough to be nice to each other. He’s never seen him willingly go to Darren.
Watching him go to Darren’s back and start to paw there, purring, he gets more confused. “Dare?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, my God! He likes me!" Darren pretends to be shocked and excited, grinning wide; but Chris doesn’t buy the act.
Scooting over and shoving his hands behind Darren’s back, trying to reach for what Brian wants, he finds Darren fighting him. “Let me see what it is!”
"No! You’ll hate me!"
"No, I wo—Aha! Got it!" Pulling his hand away, Chris is upset by what he holds. "I feel betrayed. This is betrayal. How could you? I told you not to."
"He kept scratching me. Like all over," Darren softly replies, showing Chris his cat-scratched arms. "And I tried eveyerthing. But then I remembered he liked chocolate muffins, and…We’re friends now."
"Because you gave him what he shouldn’t have." Chris looks at Brian and glares, pointing a finger at him. "I’m ashamed in you." He looks to Darren. "In both of you."
"I’m sorry," Darren apologizes. "I won’t do it again."
"You better not." Chris smiles. "Now, kiss me because I’ve missed you."
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Well it’s that time of year again! This time, Team Starkid is among the nominees for Top 30 Under 30. Let’s see TSK grace the cover of next month’s issue this year! We did it with Joey, we can do it for Starkid! Vote here as many times as you want!
So, we’ve had Blaine sing in the courtyard to Kurt, always as they’ve parted: once as Kurt went back to McKinley, and later as he left for New York. Kurt’s about ready to leave again, and Blaine’s about to sing again. I like that the pattern gets corrupted.
Blaine:We met right here. I took this man's hand and we ran down that hallway. And for those that know me, I'm not in the habit of taking people's hands I've never met before but I think that my soul knew something that my mind and body didn't know yet. It knew that our hands were meant to hold each others, fearlessly and forever, which is why it's never really felt like I've been getting to know you, it's always felt like I was remembering you from something. As if every lifetime you and I have lived, we've chosen to come back and find each other and fall in love all over again, over and over for all eternity. And I just feel so lucky that I found you so soon in this lifetime because all I want to do, all I've ever wanted to do is spend my life loving you. So Kurt Hummel, my amazing friend, my one true love, will your marry me?