glee rpf| That look in your eyes
There’s a soft glinting in Darren’s eyes as they take a break before doing another take of the scene where Blaine has to give to Kurt his Christmas’ present.
Even though he knows that it is useless and mostly painful to do so, Chris can’t prevent his gaze from trailing back to Darren’s eyes over and over.
Sometimes Chris wonders how is it even possible that when he is around Darren rules seem not to apply. He finds himself wishing that he could believe that gravity doesn’t work properly when it comes to the other man- that would be an easy explanation to why he keeps being sucked in Darren’s orbit, like some kind of silly satellite.
But there are no simple explanations; he is Darren, with his emotions spilling all around because he isn’t able to keep them inside, with his heart on the sleeve.
Chris looks at him as he adjusts Blaine’s tie; maybe he has spent too much time observing Darren, because he easily spots a small crease in between his brows.
“Hey, Dare, you alright?”
Darren keeps staring at the small box in his hands before lifting his gaze. Chris swallows around the lump in his throat and shifts his weight from left to right, feeling almost naked now that they are so close, now that Darren’s eyes truly seem brighter than he has ever seen.
“Y-yeah, I…it’s silly, really.”
Chris smiles because it’s so much like Darren to say something like this- and because it feels good to realize that he got to know all these small things about him.
“Oh c’mon, don’t even try to foul me.”
Darren flashes him a fond smile; Chris has to focus his attention on his shoes for an instant, simply to remind himself that he isn’t allowed to dream.
“It’s…I got quite involved in the scene, you know? It’s…such a sweet gesture.”
Chris nods, he can understand that pretty well- Darren holds Blaine dear just as much he does with Kurt.
“And…yeah maybe it was the light, but…yeah your smile…Kurt’s…was…yeah I’ve a weak point for sappy scenes.”
Darren’s laugh seems forced and Chris tilts his head to the side. His thoughts are wrapped around that small, insignificant adjective.
He is about to ask Darren what he meant with “your smile” when Ryan tells them to go back to their spots.
This time Chris has difficulties to keep in character when he lifts his gaze after opening the box and what he sees into Darren’s eyes isn’t Blaine at all. What he sees is Darren, with that sweet and soft gaze he had before, a gaze that Chris has seen only once before.
They were on Naya’s balcony, hands entwined and way too many alcohol in their system. Their gazes locked and they simply remained there, without saying a word. Chris remembers the air playing hide and seek in his lungs, he remembers the disappointment when Cory came to drag them back inside.
And if he has always reproached himself for having nurtured the illusion that on that night the look that Darren wore was something more than alcohol induced haze, now Chris can’t help but think that it was truly meant for him.
When filming for the day ends, he wants to ask, but Darren smiles softly at him before pressing a kiss to his cheek and walking to his car.
Chris stands there- unable to move, to blink even- and he wishes he could stop his heart from feeling lighter than ever.