As a White Knight on His Steed (CrissColfer)

"I Promised I Wasn't Going to Push You"

Chapter 13 – “I promised I wasn’t going to push you”

Chapter Notes:  Reality doesn’t always match up with what we’ve imagined…

Sunday, June 29 – Saturday, July 5, 2008

Darren reluctantly agreed to the idea of sleeping apart, in the interests of being well-rested for their job, as long as Chris would promise to cuddle with him every evening.  Chris countered with the condition that cuddling would have to take place before the campfire, rather than afterwards, so that they wouldn’t be tempted to let it stretch past bedtime.  After a little more back-and-forth, and a few kisses thrown in to sweeten the deal, they finally reached an agreement.        

On Sunday evening, Darren hurried Chris away from the dining hall right after dinner.  As soon as they reached the bunkhouse, he threw himself down on top of the blanket on the bottom bunk and patted the space next to him.  “C’mere.”

“Darren, get off of my bed!”

“You said we could cuddle!”

“Darren!”

“What?!”

“Look at your feet!”

Darren glanced down at his feet.  “Oops,” he said apologetically, sitting up and swinging his legs over the side of the bed.  “I guess I should take my boots off.”

“Ya think?” Chris asked acidly.

“Sorry,” Darren said, pulling off the offending boots.  “I’ve just really been looking forward to cuddling with you all day.  Forgive me?”

Looking down at his boyfriend’s hopeful face, Chris couldn’t stay mad.  He sat down on the bed next to Darren.  “Of course,” he said, taking off his own boots.

Darren surreptitiously brushed some dirt from the blanket before lying back down.  He pulled Chris down in front of him, wrapping him in his arms. 

“My turn to be the big spoon.”

“Mmm, okay,” Chris said, snuggling back into Darren’s warmth.  “This feels good.”

“It really does, doesn’t it?”

Chris interlaced his fingers with Darren’s and brought them to his lips.  Darren hummed contentedly and pressed a kiss to the back of his neck.

After a few minutes, Chris rolled over onto his back and Darren snuggled against his chest.  They lay quietly like that for a while, and Chris was just beginning to doze off when Darren asked, “Is it okay if I kiss you?”

Chris was caught off guard by the question.  “Why would you even need to ask?”