You felt Darren kiss back and gaps slightly. You lay there for a while, never leaving his lips or his hold. Eventually he pulls back "wow" is all he says. You bite your lip and then smile a little. "yeah... wow" you say and you spend the rest of the night lay on the couch cuddling until you fall asleep in each others arms.
In the morning you feel somebody move next to you and you hear Darren groan and mutter something. You just cuddle into him more and hear him chuckle "c'mon my disney princess" he says and kisses your head. "...mm'tired" you say into his chest. He laughs and then says "I will tickle you", you groan and open your eyes "whaaaaaaaaat?" You pout. "Don't pout on me Y/N!" he chuckles.
Darren gets up and then you move to where he was lay and inhale his scent and smile to yourself. "So Joey text me this morning and said he's found some jobs for you if your interested" you hear him call from your kitchen. You groan "Nobody will hire me, I have the worst CV ever". You turn over and see him leant against the kitchen door frame. "Look, i'm not leaving here until you get a job, and i know you're happy" he says. He mentioned leaving, you sigh and nod. You didn't want him to leave, ever. But you knew he had to work.
He ends up cooking you breakfast, well not really cooking, just putting some cereal in a bowl and pouring milk ontop of it. But for Darren, that was hard. You spend most of the day looking for jobs and listening to him strum his guitar in your lounge, that is until you hear a knock on your door. "I wonder who that could be" you mumble as you go to the door. You open it and nobody was there, you look around "hello?" you ask and nobody was in sight, you shrug and then shut the door.
"Who was it?" Darren asks mindlessly while scribbling something down in his disney princess notebook you bought him as a christmas present. "Nobody, literally" you say and frown as you sit on the couch. Darren shrugs "probably teenagers" he says and then goes back to strumming. You nod, although you can't help but wonder who was knocking on your door, and why they didn't want to see you.
