(INT. Ticket in hand, Darren heads through open door of the plane, ignoring the cheerful flight attendant. As he shuffles through the cabin, he spots Chris sitting in the middle seat, between Eddie and an older woman. Holding up the line of people, he leans over the woman. Chris doesn't notice him until he starts speaking)

DARREN
Excuse me, ma'am, but would you mind trading seats with me? He's my friend.

CHRIS
(trying not to be too loud) What are you doing here?

DARREN
I’m not letting you go that easily. (turns back to the woman) Please.

WOMAN
(shoots Chris a strange look, as though she’d rather not sit by him anyway) Ok. What seat are you?

DARREN
29 F.

(The woman gets up and gathers her carryon bag, moving out of the way. Darren slips into the aisle seat and looks at Chris)

CHRIS
I can’t believe you’re doing this. Why are you doing this? You could barely afford to pay your half of the rent last month, let alone an impromptu plane ride to Atlanta.

DARREN
I had to do this. I can’t let you leave.

(They’re interrupted by the flight attendants who begin their pre-flight safety routine. Neither of them speak until the plane is in the air)

DARREN
You shouldn’t go with him. (gestures toward Eddie)

EDDIE
I’m right here, you know.

DARREN
Chris, please. You have to come back with me. I need you. More than he ever will.

CHRIS
I’m not leaving because of either of you. I’m going because of this movie.

EDDIE
Whoa…whoa, Chris. I thought you were doing this because of me.

CHRIS
You told me you got me a part in this movie. That’s why I’m going.

EDDIE
No, Chris, I said if you went with me I’d try to get you a part in the movie. Nothing is definite.

(Chris can’t believe what he’s hearing)

CHRIS
That is not what you told me. You said…

EDDIE
I was just trying to get you to come with me because you belong with me. I want you there with me, and I know you’re talented and I can get you a part once we’re there.

DARREN
He’s lying, Chris. He just wants you for himself.

CHRIS
So do you!

DARREN
Yes but I actually love you!

(Silence as Chris stares at Darren, shocked and surprised)

EDDIE
Oh come on. You’re actually gonna fall for that?

DARREN
I love you, Chris. I don’t…I don’t know what I am but I do know that you’re amazing and so gorgeous and so proud of who you are. I love you.

CHRIS
Darren…I…

EDDIE
Oh please. He loves you like a friend. A brother. It’s not like he wants to have sex with you.

CHRIS
(hold up a hand) Just shut up, Eddie! (turns back to Darren)

DARREN
I love you and I want to be with you. In every way. I don’t know if I’m ready to jump in bed with you tonight, but I want to be that close to you. I’ve never felt like this for anyone before.

CHRIS
Darren…it isn’t that I don’t like you, because I really, really do. I just want you to realize what this means. I am a guy. It won’t be like walking through the store holding hands with Serena. It won’t be the same as sleeping with a girl. People will look at you weird and call you names and hurt you. This isn’t a choice. It doesn’t work like that. It’s just something that you are.

DARREN
Then I must be gay because I’m really in love with you.

CHRIS
(looks away and speaks very quietly) Don’t say that.

DARREN
Why not? It’s the truth.

CHRIS
You’re a great friend, Dare, but I can’t let myself be attracted to you.

DARREN
Why not?

CHRIS
I just can’t.

. ~ . ~ .

“Cut! Perfect guys. Just perfect. I think we’re done for today, so why don’t you guys take an early afternoon.” Patrick announced. The extras started to pile off the set and Kurt, Blaine, and Sam were the last to get off the “plane”.

“Your character is kind of a douche,” Blaine said jokingly to Sam, who laughed it off.

“Hey, I think deep down he really cares about Chris,” Sam said. The three of them shared a laugh, knowing the lack of truth in the statement before Sam headed off in one direction and Kurt and Blaine in the other.

“After we’re done filming this episode and we have a couple days off, I think I’m gonna fly to New York. My agent is trying to get me booked on Good Morning America while I’m there and I want to visit Finn and Rachel,” Kurt said as he reached down and took Blaine’s hand. It was no longer a secret amongst the cast and crew that they were close, but no one really knew how close. They were safe holding hands.

“That sounds fun. I can go with you, if you want,” Blaine said, twining their fingers together and squeezing.

“Actually, that would be lovely,” Kurt smiled. They paused by Kurt’s chair where he collected his iPad and his half empty bottle of water. “We’ll probably stay with Finn and Rachel though, because it’s cheaper that way, but they probably wouldn’t mind meeting you. Rachel can’t stop talking about how cute she thinks we are on the show.”

“Well, we are adorable,” Blaine said. He leaned over and kissed Kurt’s cheek, his lips lingering on his smooth skin before pulling away, seeing a light blush creeping over Kurt’s features.

“I’m really nervous about what Patrick is doing with the show, though.” Kurt clutched his things in one arm and they resumed walking, Blaine swinging their arms lightly as they headed out to Kurt’s trailer. Blaine rarely spent time in his own anymore.

“Well, in the beginning he did tell everyone that Darren was straight,” Blaine shrugged.

“I know, but do you think it’s really fair to Chris? I mean, the last thing he wants to do is fall in love with someone he can’t be with,” Kurt said. He blushed as he said it, remembering his own struggle not to love Blaine before he realized how Blaine felt.

“Of course it’s not fair to Chris, but it’s a hell of a position to put Darren in too.” Blaine defended his own character as they reached Kurt’s trailer. They paused outside the door and Kurt pulled Blaine closer.

“Why don’t we call it a truce on this little battle and forget about our characters for a while?” Kurt asked, his voice low as he raised an eyebrow suggestively.

Blaine grinned. “I think that sounds like a wonderful idea.”

They stepped inside Kurt’s trailer and as soon as the door was closed, Kurt’s lips were on Blaine’s and his hands were on Blaine’s t-shirt that was really Darren’s, pushing it up so he could feel the warmth of the skin over Blaine’s abs, his fingers pushing through the dark hairs that formed a trail down below the waistband of his jeans. Kurt moved his hands over the muscles and up to Blaine’s chest, just feeling Blaine and running his fingers over Blaine’s nipples, feeling them harden under his touch.

Blaine pulled his shirt off and went back to kissing Kurt, their tongues dancing around each other as they explored. Blaine peeled off Kurt’s shirt as well, breaking away from Kurt’s mouth to pepper his jaw with kisses, working his way down Kurt’s neck to his shoulders, rubbing his hands over the smooth skin of Kurt’s shoulders, then down his chest and stomach to rest on his hips. His lips never left Kurt’s skin, trailing all over, leaving little marks with his teeth, but careful not to mar Kurt’s beautiful porcelain skin too much.

“Normally…ah…I-I wouldn’t want…want to do this h-here ohgod but I’m too h-horny to wait!” Kurt panted as Blaine nipped and kissed and licked all over. They back up to the small couch and Kurt pushed all the clothes and things he’d left there off. He laid down and pulled Blaine over him, his hips rocking upward, searching for the pressure and friction of Blaine.

Blaine settled his hips against Kurt’s, grinding down hard. Kurt gasped and clutched at Blaine’s shoulders, digging into the muscles he found there.

“Ohmygod Blaine!” Kurt gasped as he felt Blaine’s erection pressing against his. Since they’d started being intimate together, they hadn’t moved fast, but Kurt could not get enough of this. He could not get enough of Blaine.

Running his hands up Kurt’s sides, Blaine pressed open mouth kisses down Kurt’s stomach, nuzzling his slight muscles as he made his way to the waistband of Kurt’s jeans. He looked up at Kurt with dark, lust-filled eyes as he arched his neck over the bulge in Kurt’s pants, careful not to touch it. Kurt looked down at him, his hands gripping Blaine’s shoulders, his lips slightly parted as he panted softly, waiting for Blaine to do something.

“I wanna blow you,” Blaine said. Kurt’s eyes widened and he let out a long, low groan, tipping his back as he moved his hand to cup Blaine’s cheek.

“Please,” Kurt whimpered. “Do it.”

Blaine smirked as he moved down a little, putting his hand over Kurt’s jean covered erection. He rested it there, hot and heavy. Kurt thrust his hits upward slightly and Blaine chuckled.

“So eager,” he said, lowering his head and placing his lips on the outline of Kurt’s hard cock.

“Fucking virgin, Blaine. Just do it already!” Kurt moved up and tangled his hand in Blaine’s loose curls, gripping until he felt Blaine’s hands move to the button of Kurt’s jeans, popping it open and tugging down the zipper.

Kurt lifted his hips enough to allow Blaine to pulled down his jeans and boxers in one go. His erection bounced against his stomach, hard and leaking, aching for attention. Blaine smiled devilishly, his dark eyes looking up at Kurt, making sure this was ok. Kurt nodded, his cheeks flushed and his forehead glistening.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Kurt,” Blaine whispered hoarsely. He pressed a kiss to the head of Kurt’s cock, making him gasp at the contact. As Blaine’s tongue darted out and he licked a line down the length, Kurt’s hands tightened in his hair.

The noises Kurt made were making Blaine ache inside his jeans, and he hadn’t even had Kurt in his mouth yet. He curled his hand around the base of Kurt’s cock, squeezing it as he slid his lips over the head, sucking as he took in the first couple inches. His tongue swirled around, tasting Kurt as he held Kurt’s hips down with his free hand.

“Blaine! Ah…ohmygod…fuck! This…y-your mouth.” Kurt panted as Blaine’s head bobbed up and down, taking more and more of Kurt’s cock in his mouth. “I-I’m n-not…not gonna last.”

Blaine hummed around Kurt’s cock and reached down to palm his own erection through his jeans. He looked up to see Kurt’s eyes squeezed shut, his jaw slack as he panted, gripping Blaine’s hair with one hand and the couch cushion with the other, the overwhelming wet heat of Blaine’s mouth almost too much for him. He wasn’t going to last much longer, not with Blaine’s smooth, warm tongue running along the underside of his cock with every bob of Blaine’s head.

Kurt came without warning, bursts of warm liquid down Blaine’s throat as Blaine swallowed it all, sucking Kurt’s softening cock until Kurt let out a soft whimper.

Letting it slide from his lips, Blaine kissed the sensitive head and helped Kurt pull his pants back up. His body limp, Kurt just laid on the couch with his eyes closed as he panted softly, trying to catch his breath. When Kurt finally opened his eyes, he smiled lazily at Blaine, then glanced down to see the still prominent bulge in Blaine’s jeans.

“I love you,” Kurt whispered. He leaned over to kiss Blaine, tasting himself on Blaine’s lips. Blaine smiled into the kiss, hearing Kurt whisper those words made his heart surge. He was well aware that Kurt openly giving and accepting love from anybody was a rarity, and he knew that Kurt meant it.

“I love you too,” Blaine said. Kurt’s hand moved its way down to rub at Blaine’s still aching erection.

“Want me to…?” Kurt cupped his hand around the bulge, exploring the feel of it in his hand.

“You don’t have to,” Blaine whispered, tangling his fingers in Kurt’s soft hair.

“But…but you’ve been hard the whole time. Doesn’t it…hurt?” Kurt looked up at him, his brow furrowed as he continued to lightly caress Blaine’s clothed cock. Blaine chuckled at how innocent Kurt was.

“It’s like my first time all over again,” Blaine said, still chuckling.

Kurt’s hand stilled and he looked up at Blaine, his blissed out smile gone. “Is that a bad thing?”

“No…I just…it’s like being a teenage boy all over again. Or being with a teenage boy,” Blaine shrugged, subconsciously thrusting his hips lightly into Kurt’s still hand, which retracted immediately.

“I’m sorry I suck at this. Maybe you should just go out and find a real man to solve your problem then.” Kurt sat back and folded his arms in front of him.

“Kurt, I didn’t mean it like that! I just…I’m sorry. I don’t want anyone else. I want you and I love that I get to be the one to teach you. You’ve trusted me enough to give me something you haven’t wanted to give anyone else and I’m so honored. Just…please don’t ever think that I don’t want you because you’re inexperienced. That doesn’t keep me from loving you one bit,” Blaine said softly. He reached for Kurt’s hands and brought them to his lips kissing his hands. Kurt sniffed with the effort not to cry.

“I’m so in love with you,” Kurt said, wiping his eyes.

“Why don’t we get ready to go and we can go back to your place,” Blaine suggested. Kurt nodded, glanced down to the front of Blaine’s pants, blushed, then stood up.

“I’ll just…let me change out of Chris’s clothes and then we can go,” Kurt said.

Blaine nodded, trying to set aside his own discomfort for the moment, knowing Kurt would reward him for his patience later.

. ~ . ~ .

Episode Seven: Unexpected Surprises
Scene 3

(INT. Inside the apartment, Darren walks through the door and tosses his keys on the table inside the doorway. He kicks off his shows and looks around the apartment. It seems so empty without Chris. Darren walks into the kitchen, chugs an entire beer, then heads towards the end of the hallway to Chris’s closed bedroom door. He hesitates before turned the doorknob and letting the door swing open. He’s never been inside before, and he sees the closet is open and full of empty hangers, the bed is made perfectly, and some picture frames of Chris in various musicals were on the dresser. It’s not as empty as he thought it would be. He realizes just how much he’s going to miss Chris. He walks over to Chris’s bed and lays down, closing his eyes as he clutches Chris’s pillow. It’s the last thing he has to connect him to Chris.)

. ~ . ~ .

Episode Seven: Unexpected Surprises
Scene 5

(INT. A bar, Darren is sitting at a stool, sipping a drink. Roger comes up and sits beside him)

ROGER
One of the two of them break up with you?

DARREN
You could say that.

ROGER
How many drinks you had?

DARREN
Too many.

ROGER
Man, you got it bad.

DARREN
I just…I love him so much and he’s gone. He just left and he’s gone and I miss him so much. (He’s obviously drunk and crying)

ROGER
Whoa…whoa did you just say him?

DARREN
Chris. Christopher Paul Colfer. His name is so perfect. I miss him, Roger. He was my best friend. I love him.

ROGER
I had no idea you were…

DARREN
Gay? Not gay. Not for you. Just for him. Who gives these labels anyway? Labels are stupid.

ROGER
What happened to you, man? You used to be fun.

DARREN
I fucking fell in love. My career is going nowhere and the love of my life is gone and I have nothing.

ROGER
Just go home and bang Serena. Isn’t that what you do when you get down like this?

DARREN
Haven’t you been listening? I don’t want her anymore. I don’t love her. I love Chris.

ROGER
Let’s get you home, man.

. ~ . ~ .

“It’s so great to finally get to meet the famous Blaine Anderson!” Rachel grinned from across the table as she laid out a napkin out in her lap. They were in New York, in one of the nicest restaurants that Kurt could afford with his now large weekly paycheck.

“It’s so great to finally meet the famous Rachel Berry.” Blaine returned the smile and glanced over at Kurt, who sipped at his glass of wine.

“So, you two are dating?” Finn asked, glancing between Kurt and Blaine. For the last few years he’d played the part of overprotective big brother quite well, especially after more than one incident where Kurt needed to be protected.

“Yes. We’re trying to keep it as quiet as we can, play it off as just being friends. It’s hard sometimes,” Kurt shrugged. Under the table, he put his hand on Blaine’s thigh.

“I can’t imagine not being able to show Finn off at the Tony’s,” Rachel said. “Wouldn’t your fans love you guys to be together though?”

“Oh yes,” Blaine chuckled. “There’s this website called Tumblr and we’ve got quite the fan base. Apparently we’re Klaine, and our characters are CrissColfer, like Darren Criss and Chris Colfer. And they love it. The other night I was reading fanfiction about us and it was hilarious. And surprisingly accurate about Kurt’s personality. I wonder how they know he’s got a walk in closet filled with more clothes than I’ve ever owned in my life.”

Finn and Rachel laughed at this. Kurt did not. He remember that night. Blaine had the stupid idea of reading fanfiction based not only on their characters, but also on them. Reading stories other people wrote about him and his boyfriend having sex only scared him a little. Just a little.

“Just watch out for the fans,” Finn said, directing this at Kurt, who suddenly withdrew his hand from Blaine’s thigh and looked very reserved.

“What is it, Kurt?” Blaine looked at Kurt, concerned.

“Um, nothing. I just…I’m going to the bathroom. I’ll be right back,” Kurt said.

He put his cloth napkin on the table and headed towards the bathroom, only being stopped twice for autographs. Once inside the bathroom, he went straight over to the sink and turned on the cold water. Finn was worried about the fans, and rightfully so. Kurt wasn’t worried about the female fans. For the most part he could fend them off. It was odd, possessive gay fans that scared Kurt.

Splashing cold water on his face, he grabbed a few paper towels and buried his face in them, flinching when he heard a toilet flush and a man walk out of the stall behind him.

“Well look who it is.” The man’s voice was chillingly familiar, causing every muscle in Kurt’s body to simultaneously stiffen.

“Oh no,” Kurt muttered, pulling the paper towel away from his face. He turned a slow circle to face the man in question. “What are you doing here, Dave?”

“I just heard you were in town and decided to pay you a visit.” Dave Karofsky stepped up to the sink next to Kurt’s and began to wash his hands, ignoring how Kurt trembled and stepped away from him.

“Please leave me alone.” Kurt tried to walk around Dave, but the bigger man grabbed his arms and pulled him back. Kurt let out a small squeak and held his free hand up to protect his face.

“Relax, I’m not going to hit you,” Dave said, his voice sickeningly sweet.

“Just let me go, please,” Kurt pleaded.

“But I’ve missed you, my little Broadway star. I’ve missed seeing those beautiful eyes. In fact, I missed them so much I almost made the trip out to California. But then I heard you were coming here.” Dave smiled at him and tightened his grip on Kurt’s arm, making the smaller man whimper. Suddenly, Dave’s smile faded and his expression turned vicious. “Then I see you with him and it makes me wonder why you’d cheat on me. I thought what we have is real?”

“I never loved you. I never even liked you! I called the police every time I saw you!” Kurt struggled to get away.

“I wouldn’t have gotten so angry if you had just been more willing to show your love to me,” Dave said, pulling Kurt close.

“You tried to rape me.” Kurt shoved at Dave’s arm until at last, Dave let him go.

“That’s right,” Dave said warningly. “And I’ll do it again if you’re not careful. And Blaine? If you care about him at all you’ll break up with him. If you don’t I’ll kill him.”

Then Dave left the bathroom, and Kurt was alone, quivering and crying with memories of his past flooding through him. He’d been so thankful when his voice gave him a reason to leave New York, to get away from Dave. But he was back and Dave knew and if it was up to Dave, Blaine would probably be dead right now.

It took Kurt another fifteen minutes before he stopped crying, and five more after that to make himself even mildly presentable to finish a meal he was no longer hungry for.

. ~ . ~ .

Episode Seven: Unexpected Surprises
Scene 5

(INT. Darren opens the door of the apartment. Serena steps in. She’s crying.)

DARREN
(annoyed) What is it?

SERENA
Dare, I’m pregnant.

(silence as Darren thinks about what she’s said)

DARREN
Is it…

SERENA
It’s yours. (sobbing)

DARREN
No. It can’t be. We didn’t even…

SERENA
I’m three months along, Dare. You were the last man I slept with and it was exactly three months ago.

DARREN
But…shouldn’t you have known already?

SERENA
I was on birth control. But I started throwing up so I went to the doctor and he said I’m pregnant.

DARREN
Doctors make mistakes.

SERENA
Not this time, Darren. You’re the father and you’re going to have to be one to this baby.

DARREN
(In denial) No…just…I can’t. I don’t…I’m gay.

SERENA
(sobs again) We dated for three years! How can you be gay?

DARREN
It’s Chris.

SERENA
Oh yeah? Well if Chris is so important, then why isn’t he here? If he’s so great that he turned a straight many gay, why isn’t he around?

DARREN
Because I’m a lousy fuckup, that’s why.

SERENA
Damn right you are! You aren’t using this as some fucking game to get out of raising this baby. You have to forget this stupid gay experiment and do the right thing.

DARREN
Oh yeah? What would that be?

SERENA
You have to marry me, Darren. And be a father to this baby. It’s only right.

DARREN
And what about Chris?

SERENA
What about him? He’s gone, isn’t he? He doesn’t love you.

DARREN
Why are you doing this to me?

SERENA
You’re the one who got me pregnant!

(more silence. They’re both crying, Serena far louder than Darren. Darren is about to go up to Serena to comfort her when the doorbell rings. He excuses himself to get it)

DARREN
(Opens the door) Look this really isn’t…

(he’s interrupted when someone throws their arms around him)

DARREN
(pushes the person away and looks at them in disbelief) Chris?

CHRIS
You were right. Two days after we go there, I realized Eddie was just using me and I knew that I had to come back because I love you, Darren. I love you so much and I want to be with you too. I want to get on a plane to New York and marry you right now and spend the rest of my life with you because I’ve never felt this way about any—

(Chris has finally noticed Darren’s tear-filled eyes and he sees Serena in the background)

DARREN
Chris...I…Serena’s pregnant.

(Chris looks between them, absolutely heartbroken.)