going nowhere

*screaming because I really really love Rent but I really really don’t have time to write that prompt atm* so I’m going for the second, thank you so much<33

I was dying to write some angst, but I couldn’t figure how to do this angsty lol so you’re safe, it’s comedy a category in which I’m so much WORSE. Sorry.

College!Crisspez <3 Also, I’m not funny.

Dylan’s roommate

Darren made a provocative dance with his eyebrows asthe door in front of him was opened. He couldn’t stand two seconds with a seriousface, and just broke into a hysterical laugh because the happiness was overrunninghis chest and he hadn’t stop giggling for the last hours while he unpacked; andthe fact that he had drank two Mr. Pepper while doing it so and he reallyreally needed to pee, only made his excitement seem more childish.

I feel like this is something that I’ve been writing over and over using different words lol but it’s not my fault that Darren meeting Lauren’s parents seem so cute<333

Place this in 2010-Darren’s-big-break period. #takemeback also awkward!Darren is everything. 

“So, not cursing.”

“Definitely not cursing.” Lauren agreed, rolling hereyes, as she stole another pinch of bread from the table centerpiece.

“What about my career?”

Lauren pressed her lips together for a moment,thinking deeply. “It’s going pretty good, and let’s obviate the mature lyricsof your songs or your latest considerably unconventional performances.”

“Yeah. Okay.” Darren replied almost automatically;incising the answers in his head. “Pretty good.”

“And my dad hates opportunists, so if he asks, you’vebeen working to get your current job since college, or something.”

“Since college.” He repeated. “Okay. I can do that.”

“Be short and clear, just don’t make up a story,because God, you’re terrible at it.”

Darren felt he was being prepared for a trial. He didn’teven feel confident enough to defend himself of that accusation, so he justnodded shortly.

Lauren stared at him for a minute, holding a smile.

“You’ll be okay.” She assured. She avoided mentioninghow cute she found the fact that he was so nervous he had spent the last hourrehearsing the lunch with her parents. She looked down, a bit embarrassed, toadd with a whisper, “Maybe don’t mention what we did the last time we came tothis restaurant.”

Darren frowned for a short moment, and then added, “Oh… So that’s why the man’s bathroomfelt so lustful to me. That’s kind of a relief.”

Lauren blushed for a second, before her eyesdistinguished someone in the distance, and her hand pulled slightly from hisjacket.

“They’re here.” She announced, and Darren started torevise the list of what-to and what-not-to in his head. “Just be yourusual, charming self.”

My what –he almostasked if Lauren hadn’t stood up with a wide smile to greet the couple that hadwalked to their table, and he felt the urgency to do it so, too.

Darren greeted and smiled; and the sweat of his handswent unnoticed and the words didn’t collide against each other in his mouth.For like five minutes, everything was perfect.

Until their food arrived to the table, and Lauren puther hair behind her shoulder to be more comfortable; and Darren spotted by thecorner of his eye three purple spots at the side of her neck, which was nowcompletely exposed to the world –most importantly, to the only people that hewanted to impress, and the only people that would care that he had left anerotic mark in Lauren’s body. It was the first time he ever regretted to have such a crazy night.

So while Lauren continued a lively conversation withher mother, Darren awkwardly shifted in his seat, and pretending he wascaressing Lauren’s jaw, he placed her hair back in its place. Lauren looked athim, confused despite she continued with that friendly smile; she knew Darrenwasn’t the biggest PDA fan in a place like that.

“Is everything okay?” She asked softly.

“Sure.” Darren’sreply sounded so weak he couldn’t understand how she didn’t catch it.

Lauren grabbed his hand and gently squeezed it in asign of support, only to resume the old conversation and place her hair behindher shoulder again.

Darren rolled his eyes in exasperation. God, I love you, but you’re the worst;he thought, while his eyes sunk in his plate, and he felt how the rehearseddialogues were replaced for this new stupid worry.

And when her mom reached it, and Lauren innocentlywent “What do I have?”, groping her neck; when it her, her jaw dropped a bit insurprise, and her eyes looked for Darren’s in the moment of despair, and sheshook her head with a blush, stumbling with her own illogical excuses.

Author’s Note: This is a continuation of my one-shot series ‘Cabaret’, which you can check out on Wattpad, right here. Also, I AM A HUMAN BEING. EVERYBODY MAKES MISTAKES. Alright, that’s it. Enjoy!

   “I am not that little nineteen year old anymore, Darren! I am a grown adult woman, and grown adults know when it’s time to let something go and move on!” Lauren snapped, tears blurring her vision, shaking with anger and anticipation at his next remark.

   They had been fighting all night. What had started out as a simple mistake transformed into chaos. Lauren didn’t even want to revisit the painstaking conversation in her thoughts.

   “Don’t you get it, Lauren? You are that little teenager! You’re so immature and never take responsibility for your act-” Darren started, his voice level increasing by every syllable. His limp curls hung lazily across his sweat beaded forehead, his eyes glazed with rage and lust.

   It hadn’t come as a surprise to Lauren when she had cut him off with a kiss. The way his eyes shown in the moon light and the way his lips contemplated the option whether to shout or kiss the crazed woman back.

   He chose the latter.

   She was tearing at his clothes, begging for their release from his tight body. He didn’t seem to mind for he was already savagely pulling off her tank top, revealing her red bra lined with black lace, his favorite.

   He devoured her body with just one quick glance at her body, making everything abrupt into a violent earthquake of goosebumps. Darren always had that affect on her, whether they were in a heated argument and decided sex was a better alternative, or even when he just smiled at her. Just a simple smile. And they would be cuddling on Darren’s stained couch, watching a Disney movie, probably. He would make her tea, and cradle her until sleep overtook her. And that’s when Lauren was truly happy.

   Well, you could say she was happy currently. Oh, yes, she was very happy.

   See, in normal intimate situations, where a couple just ended an argument with sexual endeavors, the couple wouldn’t say ‘I love you’ or ‘Can’t wait till our next argument.’ They would enjoy the sensation their ‘partner’ is giving them, with the built up rage and sexual frustration from the previous fight.

   But with Darren and Lauren, they were a different story. They didn’t mind disagreeing, they actually quite enjoyed it. Especially the end result.

   But right now is not the time, Lauren thought, for such silly thoughts, because Darren is looking at you like you are the universe, and he is doing that eye thing and it is driving you MAD.

   Darren looked up from his feast to Lauren’s large, innocent eyes, giving her a look of complete and utter love that made Lauren dive down for another breathtaking kiss.

   He kissed her, she kissed him. He showed her wonders, often she didn’t dare to reach, and she showed him everything and more. (No wonder Darren gave AJ the idea for that song, Lauren thought smugly.)

   “You know Lauren,” Darren panted after he broke the kiss to say his thoughts. “You are the most intelligent, beautiful and talented woman I know. I love you so much, I honestly can’t believe you’re mine.”

   Lauren giggled and gave Darren a chaste kiss, wrapping her arms around her neck, and looking up at the slightly taller man with desire, until she gave him a sly smile and whispered into his ear, “Are you just going to leave me hanging? Or is that bulge in your pants not a big enough clue?”

   Darren looked down at his pants, and sure enough, a large tent was forming in his trousers, blushing a deep magenta. Lauren pressed her lips against his jaw and began to kiss down towards his collarbone, sucking and biting as she went along.

   “But don’t worry,” Lauren said through the bites and Darren’s loud panting. “I think I might be able to clear your head.”

   Darren, finally done with all the taunting, twisted his arms around the petite girls waist, adoring the way she purred when he dug his finger nails into her flesh.

   He lifted her up, letting her legs wrap around his torso, he lead them into his bedroom where he gently placed her on the bed, climbing on top of her.

   He pressed his lips against hers, noses clashing against the others cheek. He was happy, oh so happy, until- he forgot, the box!

   “The box!” he exclaimed, pouncing off the bed, digging through drawers and papers for the small velvet box.

   “The box?” Lauren asked, somewhat agitated at her partners lack of arousal.

   Darren finally smiled in content, looking at the mysterious box with a some kind of tender glance.