“…when it’s just the two of them Chris is actually the more physically jittery one, and Darren is more of a joker/talker…” (x)
· fangirlmoodswings answered: (is a prompt + pairing OK?) Chris/Darren & a massage ;)
“Why am I doing this?” Chris ponders aloud as he digs the heels of his palms into Darren’s back. “I am, like, twelve times more tense than you at any given moment, and yet I’m giving you the massage.”
“Stop stressin’ ‘bout it,” Darren slurs through a smile, obviously pleased with himself. His head is resting on his folded arms, and his eyes haven’t opened in at least five minutes.
Chris karate chops his spine.
“Chris and I, uh, we had a uh, very intense moments together where uh, went places, to say the least.”
Green it. Mean it.
Chris and Darren after filming Come What May
Chris glances down at Darren and smiles, his lips twitching up in amusement. Darren returns the smile, pouting slightly as Chris’ eyes trail over his shoulders and head.
“What?” Darren asks, furrowing his brows as Chris continues to stare.
“You have snow in your hair,” Chris says as he raises his hand to pick a few of the fake flakes out. He holds them in his palm and Darren leans in, his eyes blinking up at Chris, big and soft, before he blows the snow gently off of his hand.
“Make a wish,” Darren murmurs, smiling bashfully.
Chris rolls his eyes. “You’re thinking of eyelashes, Darren. Blowing fake snow doesn’t grant you any free wishes.” He absently brushes his hand down Darren’s shoulder where the majority of the snow has fallen during the scene.
“I’m re-writing the rules,” Darren tells him, sticking his tongue out. He looks like a child, with the playful glint in his eyes as he rolls back onto his heels.
“You’re impossible,” Chris says, sighing. He bites down on his bottom lip to hide his smile as Darren’s face lights up even brighter.
“That’s why you love me,” Darren sings. He reaches out and brushes his fingers against Chris’, lacing them together and letting their hands swing slightly.
“That’s debatable,” Chris teases, giving Darren’s hand a squeeze.