A Life With You - BTY VERSE

Frustated

Imagine. You go in the basement with the dirty laundry. You put the basket next to the washing machine and start to fill it with clothes. When you heard the sound of the door opening, you look to see who it was.

"Hey" Darren says, walking down the stairs. "Hi" you say, smiling, before getting back to the clothes. A few moments later, you felt him hugging you from behind. "What are you doing?" he asks. "Right now? I'm doing a musical" you jokes. "Oh yeah, the famous Laundry The Musical" he answers, laughing. You laugh at his goofiness. You suddenly felt his lips on your neck. "And what are YOU doing?" you ask. "I was thinking that... We didn't had a moment for us for more than a week now... And I really, really want you... right now" he says. You felt his hands slowly going down and unbuttoned your jeans. You stop his hands before he could do anything else. "The kids are upstairs, so... no way" you say. He turns you, and kiss you passionatly, pushing you against the washing machine. "Sami is in bed right now, and I just told to Kyle that it was time for him to go too so... We're good..." "Did you read a story to Kyle? Because you know that he has nightmares after if you don't an-" you start to say. "Ssh... I did" he says, leaning on you.

He stops right before your lips, you could feel his breath. You bite your lip, and look at his. He took your legs and lift you up, without breaking the contact between you two. You exhale when he puts you on the washing machine. He closes the gap between our lips, kissing you hungrily. You moan loudly into the kiss, feeling his hands running on your thighs. He took off his shirt, threw it on the side and press his body against yours, causing you to moan. He kissed down your neck as you feel his hands on your back. He was about to take off your shirt when you heard the sound of the basement's door. "Mommy?" a little boy voice says.

You jump from the washing machine, pushing Darren away. You quickly adjust your shirt and clear your throat. "Yes sweetie, I'm... I'm here. What's going on?" "I can't find Stuart..." he says with a teary voice. "The rabbit?" Darren asks. "Yes..." Kyle answer. "I took it to clean it. He's right here baby" you say, taking the stuffed animal from the laundry. "Daddy, why don't you have a shirt on?" Kyle asked. Your eyes grew wide, and Darren says "Uhm... I..." "Daddy gave me his shirt so I can put it in with the dirty laundry" you finish. "Oh okay..." your 4 years old answered. You gave to Darren a black look and he just shrugs. You join your son and gave him the stuffed animal. "Here sweetie...Go back to bed I'm coming" you says, kissing his forehead. "Okay... Goodnight daddy" he says as he walk away, his blankie pressed against his tiny body. "Goodnight buddy" Darren answers.

As Kyle walked away, you turn to Darren. "You are a dead man, Darren Everett Criss". He laughs "That's not my fault I-" "5 minutes! If he'd come 5 minutes later, he'd have been scarred until he turned 15!" you say. "But he didn't so... Maybe we could postpone this" he says with a wink. "No. Way." you says as you climb the stairs. "Oh come on! That was super H-O-T! You can't leave me like that!" Darren says loudly. "Actually, I can" you say with a smirk before walking away.