My Super Short "Darren's On Broadway!" story

“God, I love you, Geena...” Darren told me. I giggled and moved closer to my boyfriend.
“I love you, too. Great job tonight, babe. You make a perfect Finch,” I said, kissing him. We were cuddling on his temporary apartment’s bed. He just opened tonight on Broadway for How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying. And he was exhausted. As always.
“No, I...” he yawned. “I’m not as good as Dan is...”
“Shut up. You were perfect! Your mom and dad and Mia and Char all thought so!”
“I was not. Mia and Charlene are my friends, of course they thought that. And my parents are a little biased, too, don’t you think?”
I put my hand over his mouth. “You’re amazing. Shut. Up. And sleep.”
He nodded and I moved my hand away to peck his lips for a goodnight kiss.


I busied myself with making some brownies for tonight. Darren was due home any minute and I wanted to surprise him with something.
As I was putting them in the oven, he walked into the apartment.
“Fans are so...insane. I love them to death, but, they’re crazy!” he told me, kicking his shoes off and shrugging his coat off. “They.... Hey, wait... Are you baking?!”
“I am!” I bounded out of the kitchen and greeted him with a kiss. “Celebratory brownies! And, uh, would you like to talk about the fans?”
“They bent the metal barricades trying to get closer,” he shook his head. “and some girl, uh, she, uhm...”
He was blushing now.
“She what?” I asked, trying to hide a smile, grabbing his shirt and tugging on it slightly.
“She grabbed my...yeah...”
The smile was gone, and so was the color in my face. “Uh...your...your... I... Like, er, your... Walker? I mean... People say it’s quite unlikely...”
“Yeah.”
“Oh...”
“Security brought me inside right after that. I’m not allowed out after the matinee shows anymore for the remainder of my run.”
“That sucks! I’m sorry!”
“Eh, I’ll survive. I just don’t like how one fan kinda ruins it for the other ones. Y’know?”
“I understand,” I kissed him. “I think the brownies are ready.”
“YAYYYY! YUM YUM YUM!” he yelled as I raced back to check them.
I did the toothpick check and smiled as it came out clean. “Ready! Except, they should cool...and that will take a good half hour.”
“Mmm,” Darren mumbled. “so what should we do until then?”
“You should take a nap!”
“I’m not tired!”
I laughed. “Oh, you have to be tired!”
He shrugged. “I’d rather be more productive. I mean, we only have three weeks until I go back out to LA for Glee.”
“Damn that G.L.E.E.”
“Agreed,” he smiled. “Spending too much time with Walker?”
“Ew!” I laughed. I lived in Chicago with our mutual friends, Denise and Meredith. Joe Walker lived really close to us, but he was the friend I loved to hate.
“I know... So...?”
“So what?”
“So, what are we gonna do to kill this half hour?”
I laughed. “Silly boy...”
“Silly?”
“You actually have to ask!”
He just looked at me for a second. He didn’t get it and that was probably because he’s only gotten about two hours of sleep every night. I kissed him in response and he finally understood.
He smiled into the kiss and pulled me as close as he could.
Geez, he has no time to work out...but these arms are so toned...
“I miss...this...so much...” he told me between kisses. “As soon as seasons three and four done...you’re moving in with me in LA, okay?”
I kissed him again. “Yes. Of course, I will!”
Darren laughed and smiled. “Good.”